The fact is, working these hours restricts access to the sensual pleasures - shut up in an office building for 14 hours a day, we don't feel sun on our faces, hear poignant music (blasting your Ipod on the morning subway ride to momentarily forget your extreme exhaustion doesn't count), see the beauty of Manhattan in early fall, and most of us don't have the time or energy (or available partner) to fit sex in on a regular basis. So what's left to feed the hollow cavern expanding inside our collective consciousness? Buttery, oil-soaked, lard-ridden food. The richer, creamier, saltier and more saturated the better.You can see why opinionistas attempts a healthy lifestyle after that description. Too bad she inadvertently winds up in a vegan restaurant.
ME OH, MY OH
Mrs. Darwin isn't on the bayou but her recipe for Sausage Jambalaya looks mighty tasty all the same.