I think this picture says it all about my quick visit to Tucson:
You’d think after losing 20 pounds since January that damn gut would be shrinking, but apparently just the love handles have gone. And this would be the view from the helicopter:
Luckily I’m covered by the little push pin.
Did a little work for the shop, read another New Yorker (the September 11 Edition), walked to Trader Joes to get these nice inch thick bone-in humanely raised veal rib chops:
$12.00 a pound so each of the ones I picked up (three) was about $10 a piece. Just Joe, Maggie (his soon to be ex-roomate) and me for dinner tonight. A quiet day followed by a quiet evening. Add salad and a big-ass red, and we are complete.
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