The Colonel

So I've been eating really healthily lately. I get produce a couple times a week, and have stopped eating frozen food, and other than Santanas haven't even done fast food in about three weeks. I have more energy, I am getting back into shape. Its been great. But for the last ten days or so I have had cravings for KFC. For some reason the idea of chomping my way through a bucket of chicken, then washing it down with mashed potatoes and gravy sounds perfect. I was even going to bring KFC to a supper club that a friend of mine hosted last weekend. Its a long story, but I ended up bringing sushi rolls to the party instead. If you ask me, sushi and KFC are about as opposite as you can get. ONe is light, and healthy, the other one is greasy and packed with carbs even before it goes in the deep fryer. I don't know what I was thinking. So finally, last night I made amends. I hit the KFC, got myself 6 pieces of chicken and a side of mashed potatoes, gobbled it all until I felt sick and fell asleep on the sofa at nine oclock at night. Maybe it was the sheer volume of 6 pieces of fried chicken at one sitting, but I felt bad after two pieces. That crap is gross. I no longer crave KFC