If my menstrual cycle had it’s way, I’d be eating take-out three meals a day. Thankfully, my ass steps in every so often and puts the brakes on my monthly crap binges, and refocuses me on trying to eat… in a somewhat more MSG controlled environment.
Obviously, the only solution to this is get get drunk and pretend it’s winter. Join me as I share my three favorite summer cocktails, and we can pretend we both don’t notice the sweat line on the butt of our pants.
You know those margaritas that are so good, you sit there and drink them for hours, having no concept how drunk you are until you try to stand upright and then you hit the pavement face first? This is one of those margaritas.