for the love of bread

I have a problem with carbs.  There I said it.  While I take pictures of these gorgeous red and yellow cherry tomatoes that my friend Elaine gifted me from her garden,  innocently giving you the impression that I snack on these straight from the bowl, what I really munch on absentmindedly are carbohydrates.

I am not picky in my love of the white stuff....cookies, bread, rice, potatoes...it's all fair game.

I think I've always know it was a weakness but it really hit me square in my ample bumm yesterday as I cut up a fresh loaf of french bread that I impulsively bought hot out of the oven from Albertson's.  (I mean, how can you say no when the bags are still warm and steamy and they're on sale for $1.00).

The bread didn't even make it all the way home before I ripped off a nice hunk for the drive home and now less than 24 hours later the loaf is gone...completely gone.

They say the first step is admitting you have a problem, check.  The next would be not putting them into my mouth.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

xo, Patty