“Everything in moderation” is my best friend D’s (yes I’m blessed with a shit ton of besties) favorite line to say to me when I say that’s it I’m quitting whatever it is I’m quitting. After all these years you’d think she’d learn…this Taurian doesn’t moderate shit.

Food…if I could eat pasta drenched in Alfredo till I pass out I would. Take me too a good Italian restaurant and I’ll sit and eat for hours.

Wine…yep. I created the need for boxed wine. So ladies, you are welcome.

Foul language and inappropriateness….hi.

Basically if I’m going to do anything I go to an extreme. If I lie it’s not a simple, sorry I have other plans…it’s an elaborate lie like I can’t because I’m hanging with Colin Farrell in an old Irish whiskey cellar reviewing his secret collection of Jackson Pollacks while Sting performs a personal concert. Moderation sucks. Elaboration and indulgence are fun.

So here I sit trying to be so good with this new kill cancer diet and I keep hearing Ds voice saying in moderation. She asks me in her come on one drink won’t kill you voice, “are you cheating this weekend…” meaning are you eating meat and cheese? And God did I want to say fuck it yes I am! Instead I brought my vegan cheese and hummus. I even went to bed after 2 maybe 3 glasses of organic wine.

The point is I’m able to do moderation with a twist. I’m finding the alternative so I can still hang with the cool cats and have some wine. Hell they make organic wine in a box now. I just need to continue slowly making healthy choices…in moderation.

This recipe hit the burger craving I had and satisfied that moderation thing too…..😊

https://minimalistbaker.com/sweet-potato-black-bean-burger/