I swear, all I am eating these days is desserts. Ok, that is completely untrue. I am eating tons of other food, and tons of desserts. That’s the problem. I have no self-control, especially when I am in San Francisco. Especially when I am at Italian restaurants. This is getting out of control and must stop.
Friday night I had tiramisu at Steps of Rome with Desiree. Saturday I had chocolate cake at Ghetto Gourmet. Monday I ate about a million peanut butter cookies hanging out at Normen’s apartment. Tuesday I was at a technical briefing (read: day-long marketing pitch), so of course I had to eat the free croissant in the morning, the free dessert at lunch, and the free cookies in the afternoon. And then at after dinner at Gondola with Anna, I had this super-yummy chocolate gelato with a creamy center deliciousness.
Today I resisted the fresh-baked cookies at Speciality’s across the street from the SF office here on Market, instead opting for the spinach salad. But I did have to stop off at Fog City News and pick up a few pieces of Michel Cluizel chocolate. Oh, and this morning, I even resisted getting a croissant at Cafe du Soliel.
One more meal in the city to suvive. I am thinking something like Indian food or some other less-dessert-friendly place.