The Protective Powers of Food

Got home last night and wanted to cook the big Russet potato I had, so I sliced it up, sautéed it in olive oil (good so far, right?), sprinkled on onion powder and garlic powder (I was out of the real thing), and freshly milled black pepper. Then I thoroughly enjoyed each bite ... with catsup. Yum! I hardly ever use catsup. It's good! 

Okay, so my diet went due south when I added the catsup; but, after relaxing in my La-Z-Boy and reading for awhile, it went even further south when I brought out the tequila and fresh limes. Lemme see. What is the pattern of doing this? Oh, yeah: Salt, tequila, lime. Repeat. 


Only two shots. All natural ingredients, right? 

Even though I sat and read another hour or more, I never felt the tequila. The olive oil and potatoes must have protected me! Yes?

Or ... maybe it was the catsup!