Despite Friday-night pizza, Saturday-morning bratwurst, and a Starbucks doughnut I forgot to mention, at some point I tried to be healthy on the weekend and ate a bunch of zucchini spaghetti.
And then some more. And then I took things a step further on Sunday and did Bickrams yoga in the morning. By late afternoon I couldn't really move and had to eat a lot of ibuprofens and the only thing I could make was tomato soup, the old stand-by for when I'm sick or otherwise incapable of functioning.
It was so good that I ate it all before I could photograph it.
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