For the first time, a dish from The Cheesecake Factory has left me rather sick. I feel nauseous and know I will never, ever order the Spicy Chipotle Chicken Pasta ever again. Thing is, I love spicy food. Can’t get enough of it. Though the dish had a bite to it, I don’t think it was the spiciness that did me in, but rather, the asparagus. Now, normally, I wouldn’t eat asparagus, but I don’t mind it if it’s just a topping. I ate it, but I think the flavor of asparagus permeated through the sauce, which gave the plate an overall odd taste. Ugh, I can’t think about it now. Next time I go to TCF, I’m making it up to my stomach with my favorite dish–Bang Bang Chicken & Shrimp. Stick to what I know is good.
Today I went to an Episcopal mass for Palm Sunday (Alex was singing in the choir) and I’ll sum that up tomorrow, after I get some rest and recover from aspargusitis. I stopped by a nice bookstore today and picked up The Faith of a Writer: Life, Craft, Art. I’m going to read some more tonight, because one of the chapters really opened my eyes today. I need to read more of JCO’s books, honestly. I have a feeling she’s going to be one of my favorite writers.
It’s so difficult to say who my favorite writer is. Many have influenced me as a writer and as a person, but I can never narrow one down. I know I’m not alone in this.
Ow. Okay, I’m done. Never again…
