Food

I'm not old enough to have to watch what I eat. That's what I think.

The first day of the South Beach diet went better than I expected, but I did daydream constantly about a lot of rich foods I never usually think about. Cream sauces on pasta, dark chocolate cheesecake . . .

I went to Café Louisa in the evening to hang out with Meghan, read a novel, and listen to some live music (a boy on guitar and one on bongos), but I spent more time at the counter, gazing at all the delectable treats. Most of which I'd never even consider eating were it not for this sparse diet.

I still think my life should involve long, lazy mornings with a pot of Irish tea, sugar, and cream. Chocolate croissants. Omlettes with cheese and more cheese. Late-night nachoes with habenero salsa, and did I mention cheese?