"Do you need any olive oil?" |
Slight segue via the import-export business...tonight I feasted on Cento sardines, made in Morocco but imported from New Jersey. I've probably eaten a dozen cans of sardines since I've been here, which isn't really that many for me. The flavors ranged from soaked in water (ick) to jalapenos crammed in the can. If you haven't eaten sardines or are simply apprehensive about eating fish (or things out of a can), Cento in olive oil are for you. They are not fishy and taste like meat with oil.
John Kerry is Sam the Eagle and I'm not the only one who thinks so.
Basically tonight's repast was the same as last night's.
Today was my mom's birthday. I didn't get her anything yet, but will have the opportunity to find her something uniquely Middle Eastern in two weeks when the souq comes to the base gym. She's never used a hookah, but she probably doesn't even realize how fashionable they are in Pennsylvania.
Here's me squatting 315 five times the other night.
And here I am deadlifting 385 four times.
That's all for now.
2 eggs, 2 burgers and 2 sausages. |
Today was my mom's birthday. I didn't get her anything yet, but will have the opportunity to find her something uniquely Middle Eastern in two weeks when the souq comes to the base gym. She's never used a hookah, but she probably doesn't even realize how fashionable they are in Pennsylvania.
Here's me squatting 315 five times the other night.
And here I am deadlifting 385 four times.
That's all for now.