Resolutions for the epicurious
January 1st is doomsday for foodies.
After the long string of gluttony accompanying the period between Christmas and New Year’s, January 1st hits like a brick to the stomach. The “Before New Year’s” mentality is all excess, all the time: “Why certainly I’d like more eggnog, and please pass the roast while you’re at it.”
But before you can say “bring on the buffet,” the clock strikes midnight and any promise of guilt-free indulgence is out the window, suffocated in a seemingly endless sea of Jenny Craig ads.
In short: everyone I know is on a diet.
But for my...
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