Mmm, Mexican food …

Well, it took less than a week for temptation to hit, and boy did it hit hard on Saturday.

I didn’t give in, but dang it if coming off deadline tonight I wasn’t jonesing something awful for some good, decadent Mexican food. I don’t know why, but the craving hit suddenly and then all the good, healthy, fresh food I’ve put in the refrigerator didn’t all seem so appealing for some reason. Then I’d have to open the fridge, get the food out and prepare it in some way. Sheesh. Too much work. I wanted Haciendas.

It’s past now (had to wait awhile to blog, as I didn’t want my writing about the first hard temptation to bring it on again).

I blame Kari. That dang mariachi band she had in her head a few days ago took up residence around my desk, only instead of a headache it conveyed a hankerin’ for some enchiladas.

My brother has a new food dehydrator and he’s been itching for a chance to use it. His wife is less enthused, as when he does his kitchen-related projects (canning his garden vegetables, making candles) he takes up the entire kitchen for days — heck, sometimes weeks — on end. Then, when he’s finally finished, my sister-in-law is left to rebuild after the earthquake.

Suffice it to say, I’m not my sister-in-law’s favorite right now. Talked to my brother earlier in the day and told him about Trim to Win. I’m eating better, getting more active and, hopefully, come Halloween my costume choices won’t only be limited to things that are round (pumpkins, Kool-Aid Man, the tail end of the No. 10).

Holy cow! The dehydrator has a use! Suddenly, he’s going to dehydrate bananas, strawberries, pineapples — anything and everything. I can almost hear his wife’s scowl over the telephone. I told him repeatedly, “Jay, really, they have those things in Alaska. I don’t have to fight off a walrus for the last mouthful of blubber.”

Too late. He has his excuse. As long as he’s doing it, he’s going to dehydrate for his family too (four kids), my parents, her family (I think half the population of Denver is related to my sister-in-law) and the neighbors. He’s going to make gift baskets of dehydrated goodies. I think before he’s done, Jay will have cut out the middle man by dragging the dehydrator straight to the Chiquita warehouse.

Later, Winners!