I went to a fair tonight, and while I didn't have very high expectations, I did thing possibly, somewhere, around some corner, I would find something I would want to eat that wasn't unbelievably crazy caloric. I was mistaken.
Around every corner was fried dough, or London broil sandwiches, or sausage and peppers, or pizza, or slushies, or ice cream, or candy apples. All delicious things that once upon a time, I probably would have tasted some of all of them and not had to worry about packing on some extra pounds.
But now, I can't eat all, or one...