Remember a few months ago I told you I had a Greek salad for lunch that had--though it didn't seem possible--TOO MUCH feta on it?
Well, this morning I decided to try a new product they had over at the caf, namely Starbucks cocoa, and--though it doesn't seem possible--it was TOO CHOCOLATEY. Even making it in the largest size coffee cup they have and cutting it with some milk, it was just too too. I only drank about a third of it and tossed the rest. I am not pleased.
xoxo
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Next you'll be telling us there could possibly be conditions under which there might be such a thing as too much sex.
I'm putting the Starbucks fiasco down to too much Starbucks-ness. Everybody ought to know that coffee people are too old to understand/remember the essence of cocoa anyway. (Next time I'd recommend using high-test Shaw Farm organic whole milk as your cutting agent--if anything can stand up to too much chocolate, it would seem to be that).
As for feta cheese, having recently been introduced to a block of it the size of a small dictionary and having no trouble at all once the restaurant was helpfule enough to wrap the excess to go, I think the failure might be one of not having an extra ziploc in your purse, just in case.
Don't forget the Kalamata olives!
Oh, the set-up lines I get.
I was going to discuss how someone's theoretical adductor muscles might theoretically feel the day after *a whole bunch* of sex when, theoretically, they've been neglecting their yoga, but then I realized a.) that's not an excess of sex, it's a deficit of the proper myofascial stretching and b.) we all know some discomforts are totally worth it, so c.) you're right, it would be silly, ridiculous even, to even consider the concept of "too much sex".
So perhaps I need to consider the too much chocolate issue as, likewise, a deficit of organic milk (and, on that topic, can you lobby my cafeteria to carry that? because they have abortions like [look away] *no fat half and half* instead) and the too much feta issue as a deficit of ziplock bags in my purse.
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How the hell can you have "no fat half and half?" If you've been exposed to that sort of pseudo-nutrition, no wonder a cup of a true gift from the gods tastes bad!
You could get them to cut it with a shot of hot milk, and gradually work up to straight-up hot chocolate.
Hey, I didn't say I eat the fat free half and half, I just said they have it! Actually, I did try it once out of curiousity and it gave me the runs. So whatever horrible fake chemicals they make it out of *are not* good for you.
I just need to go empirical and try this stuff.
And I didn't say you ate "fat free half and half" regularly: the word was "exposed." I think being under the same roof with it is dangerous enough, like radiation.
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