post tostada nap

it's done. all over. what started sept. 11.08 is now but a dream. a dream one man had (me) of eating everything on the topanga menu. a dream not easily completed and seen to its end. a little fatter, a little more dairy filled and a little proud, i'm done. tom would be proud...i think. or maybe not. but it's done. i can now go back to eating nice regular sized meals made to my exacting standards. "i'll have a half chicken, black bean burito, wet, non dairy, with guac on top. rice no beans and make it el presidente...." now that's a burrito.

i love you all.

g. xo

(thanks to mishi for documenting the big double tostada day...)

getting ready...

i'll have the double tostada dinner...

simon delivers the goods.

jesus.

i'm in trouble.

corie makes sure i'm not cheating.

tough go.

one more bite.

complete.