Bad Habits I grew up in a house where we had a fairly balanced dinner each night, save for our trips to beloved Taco Bell in between Tuesday's dance and violin lessons. After-school snacks, however, were epic. Many afternoons I would come home from middle or high school and make and eat an ENTIRE box of Pasta Roni. I still love the stuff. I know. It's weird. I didn't calorie-count. If I was hungry, I ate what I wanted. It was glorious. Fast forward to college days. Suddenly I was on my own. Jake and I would frequent the Curb Cafe for a random assortment of (mostly) junk food - burgers, fries, quesadillas, the usual fast casual fare. We would "grocery shop" (and I definitely use that term loosely) at the Harris Teeter near Belmont. I'm fairly certain I never once picked up a ... [Read More]