Or is it simply because I love the opportunity to eat crap for dinner when Sara leaves me unattended?
This evenings bachelor fare is artichoke dip, and a Ding Dong.
To my credit, dinner was proceeded by happy hour edamame and a beer...both of which can be considered vegetables.
And the irony? One of my chores this evening to cook Creole shrimp with the amazing scampi we picked up this weekend. It looks and smells terrific...but better than a Ding Dong?
I think not.