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| da Vinci, visipix.com |
After hosting a dozen people at my table during an extended weekend of company, I was forced to squeeze in another trip to the grocery store before my doctor's appointment. I wish I hadn't. By the time I left the office, the sun had fallen behind the hills, and I walked toward my car in a daze. I needed to go shopping all over again.
Most of what filled the burgeoning bags in the back of my trunk were on the "
not allowed" side of the goldenrod paper trembling in my hand. Right away, my mind drifted toward the soft sesame bagels that I had selected for an easy dinner.
Despite 12 days of stomach pain, I decided that I wouldn't begin the much needed liver cleanse until after I enjoyed my
last supper.