Bivalves, Bread, and Wine

I'm a slug. I didn't cook yesterday, and I didn't make breakfast this morning, either. I had good intentions about breakfast, but I couldn't get my laziness out of bed in time to make it before Manny had to leave for work, and what I was going to make was too much for just one person. Oh well, there are plenty of cooking days left.

We went to locals' night at the Oxbow, a little market-y place in Napa. Hogs Island had happy hour oysters, so 8 of us dined on oysters, bread, and wine. It wasn't nearly enough to fill Manny up, but I was fine - that's the benefit of not working out like a fiend, like he does. Less exercise means less food - hey! An idea for a new diet plan - The Don't Exercise and Lose Weight Plan. That'll be a best seller for sure! Anyway, the best part was that oysters are only 1 point for 6 and it was better than any dinner I could have fixed.

No cooking means no opportunity to hurt myself, so all is well in my world!