What I did not do on my summer vacation...

... is cook. Seriously. During the World Cup, I ate at the pub. At my brother's place, we ate out. At my mother's place, my mother or father cooked. At Gracie's place, her mom cooked. I haven't lifted a pot in months.

So dinner tonight consists of hummus, baba ganouche, olives, toasted mini-bagels, carrots, soy yogurt, a fruit leather, and tea.

This well-balanced meal is to aid the consumption of the couple of hundred pages of reading I have to do tonight.