This is the kind of day you don’t want to report to your doctor or nutritionist. I made popovers and I ate two — which precluded dinner which was one of my favorites — corned beef. And just when I was recovering from the popovers, Owen came upstairs with eclairs. Big custardy éclairs. Oh yum.

I ate one. I felt instantly fatified.

So much for dinner. I didn’t eat ANYTHING nutritious. Pure calories, sugar, carbs, and fat. Oh lord, it tasted so GOOD.

I’m sure there’s some kind of punishment awaiting me, but things that are good for you never taste as good as a hot popover or an éclair.

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13 replies

  1. Still I bet it was worth every bite.


  2. I’ve never had a popover (maybe some day), but I do love a good eclair! Enjoy!


  3. I like this word; Fatified!


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