Really, shut me up. The jokes just keep getting worse. Hey, did anyone see this year's Thanksgiving Friends episode with the cranberries that Chandler was making? Remember what he called them? Oh, that was classic... (I won't ruin it for anyone who hasn't see that one yet).

So the theme of today's blog is Insalata Caprese. I just ate a whole large plate of it. For those who don't know what this is, allow me to explain. It's an Italian antipasto dish served cold with alternating slices of tomato, fresh mozzarella, and basil leaves. Then you are supposed to sprinkle olive oil, balsamic vinegar, salt, and pepper, but I only used the olive oil and salt.

Really, could it get any better? Sometimes you just gotta have your tomatoes, ya know? Thank God I'm a non-secretor (when I am dying of some uncurable disease in forty years because of my secretor status I might resent that statement but until then I'm just glad there are certain foods that I can still eat).

OK, besides beginning the day with a soy latte and a gigantic chocolate chip cookie from Starbucks, that's really all I've eaten. Nibbled on a few chocolate covered peanuts and raisins the girls bought at work.

Will prolly cook some chicken later.

Otherwise, nothing else to report. Oh, I love my chiropractor. Well, not that way. But I love how my back feels. Anyone in MPLS, check out Dr. Stussy at Kenwood Chiropractic. He rocks my world. And rocks my spine. And tell 'em I sent cha!