Back from Hell

Mrs. U and I are back from hell.

On Sunday, we met some friends for lunch at about 1pm. We shared an appetizer and each had a Mango Margarita.

About seven that night, it hit us both like a ton of bricks. It was the most violent stomach illness I can ever remember having. Monday, I called in sick to work for the first time in my 8 years of employment there.

I'm not 100% sure that it was caused by this particular restaurant, so I won't name them here. I realize my readership is small, but I wouldn't want to disturb the national economy by outing an innocent restaurant chain. (You never know when this blog could take off.) Needless to say, we won't be eating there ever again, because the memory of that night will forever be linked to that dining experience.

I did file a complaint for "suspected food-borne illness" with my state's licensing agency, because I don't want this to happen to anybody else, if I can do anything to prevent it.

Since lunch on Sunday, I have eaten a piece of toast, a half cup of soup, and one can of Slim-fast to try to get some nutrients in me. I've probably lost 3 or 4 pounds in the process.

Isn't there an easier way to kickstart a diet?