{"id":380,"date":"2002-09-17T22:44:26","date_gmt":"2002-09-17T22:44:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/2002\/09\/17\/fattening_up.html"},"modified":"2002-09-17T22:44:26","modified_gmt":"2002-09-17T22:44:26","slug":"fattening_up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/2002\/09\/17\/fattening_up.html","title":{"rendered":"fattening up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For the last year, i haven&#8217;t been able to see a friend or family member who hasn&#8217;t made some comment about my weight.  My old roommate was the only one who was humorous about it &#8211; &#8220;i&#8217;ve seen 80% of you; where&#8217;s the other 20%?&#8221;  Most of my friends get uber worried, telling me i look skinny, while others, including some of my family members say i look great and refer to my college days as my fat years.  Realistically, i don&#8217;t think my weight has changed that much &#8211; i just started actively dancing and bouncing around instead of vegging in front of the computer.<\/p>\n<p>But then i came back to my college town, good old Providence, and have proceeded to gain at least 5 pounds in the last week on my traditional food tour.  I mean, no wonder i gained an absurd amount of weight in this town &#8211; the food is !fabulous!  Now, i should point out here that i despise eating with an adament passion&#8230; it&#8217;s just something i have to do on a daily basis so i do it with much frustration.  But in Providence, i love eating&#8230; and i find myself waiting until i can bear to put more food in my stomach before going on to another one of my favorite restaurants&#8230; So far this week:<\/p>\n<p>Geoff&#8217;s: my favorite sandwhich shoppe.. mmm.. the Juggs &#8211; hot turkey, special sauce, cranberry sauce, bacon, lettuce and other extras on a bun.  This restaurant used to be comprised of all of these really bitchy boys who would give you shit the moment you walked in the door, which of course i loved&#8230; It gave me someone to argue with without getting into any trouble because if you were a big enough asshole back, they gave you your sandwich for free.<\/p>\n<p>Nippon\/Sakura: my favorite sushi restaurant.  They serve non-fishy miso soup, amazing seaweed salad, hot edamame with the right amount of salt, and the best sushi bit ever: temporahed yam in a maki.. damn is that good.<\/p>\n<p>Bagel Gromet (Gourmet): you got it &#8211; a real NY bagel toasted with their own garlic &#038; herb cream cheese&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Cafe Dulce Vita: Copa Maria 1 &#8211; a hot peanut butter and chocolate brownie with vanille gilato, complete with an atmosphere that Buddy would be proud of&#8230; I mean, where else but Federal Hill can you hear full on mafia talk outta people my age wearing tuxedos and sporting some major attitude?  It&#8217;s like you walked into the Sopranos and it&#8217;s just too entertaining.  Oh, and don&#8217;t forget the pear nectar or the vanilla milk..<\/p>\n<p>La Creparie: a crepe with nutella and bananas topped with powdered sugar&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Oh.. and then there are the falafel places, the breadsticks at the CIT from the evil corporation (only in Providence though), the yumptious pad thai, the fried pita chips that i can only find in Store24 on Thayer Street and quite a few other delectables.  So my tummy is puffy and pleased and needs to leave Providence before it explodes&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For the last year, i haven&#8217;t been able to see a friend or family member who hasn&#8217;t made some comment about my weight. 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