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My torture was really my own fault because I am the moron who planned brunch at Stella’s (1012 Lafeyette St) when I was cleansing. I only care about being skinny for three weeks out of the year, Fall Fashion Week, Spring Fashion Week and my birthday week. There are plenty of other weeks that I could have made brunch plans. If we went on another week, I would have gone to town on a sausage skillet or a lamb burger with a fried egg or perhaps some poached eggs covered with tomato hollandaise. I would have been more than happy to indulge in a pomegranate mimosa or a peach bellini or both. But no. None of these things could happen on this particular week while I am eating vegan and drinking only water while taking supplements to promote digestive health (read: lose 5 pounds).
Clearly, my desire to fit in a size zero is not as strong as my love of feta because I had to order spanikopita and a Greek omelet. I made it as a vegan for 4 days with no drinking. I am only human. WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! Sorry about that. Mood swings tend to happen when you are coming down off of
Stella’s, I will be back to enjoy brunch under a more normal circumstance. And I will be ordering the Lafayette, two phyllo cups with poached eggs, loukaniko sausage, manouri cheese, sautéed onion and portabella mushrooms topped with sundried tomato hollandaise. It will be mine…and so will a bellini. Until we meet again.