I woke up today craving Worcestershire sauce. I drank two saucer fulls, and then soaked my bagel in it with melted cheese on top. I haven’t thought at all about Worcestershire sauce probably since before we first left for Taiwan. I don’t know if it’s because I’m subconsciously craving certain tastes that we didn’t get in Taiwan, or if I’m just a freak. Either way, it tastes good.
And this is now 21 days in a row with no coffee.