There are no visions of sugar plums dancing in my head.
Try tacos and sâmores instead.
Since the pandemic arrived, Iâve become such a fixture at Jonesyâs Taco House that they recognize my voice when I call in my order.
Iâm embarrassed to say how many packages of marshmallows for sâmores Iâve purchased through the drive-up at Target. Who needs a fire pit when a microwave will work just fine?
Apparently, Iâm not alone in desiring food that may be, shall we say, less than ideal for a healthy diet.
Between the bread-making craze, eating out to support local restaurants and just plain overindulging, thereâs been a lot of posts on social media about growing waistlines.