Off Carbs, On Sugar and Other Sunday Realities

My Sundays are incomplete without stuffing my face with a solid piece of sugar. Like I always tell one and all, I'm off carbs but very much on sugar, which is the secret behind my potato-self, despite the donkey-load of weight training and cardio that I do.

The whole of Chennai seemed to be inside Phoenix Mall today, especially Punjab Grill and Nasi and Mee. I was craving some Litchi Ki Tehri, but the queue outside Punjab Grill looked worse than a ladies' local train in Bombay. Hard pass!

Next, we tried Ibaco, which looked like every public transport bus in Chennai, with passengers standing haphazardly and rushing to get to places. And the horror of horrors, there was just one server inside the parlour, who was both billing and serving. God bless her soul!

So, the Mini and I decided to settle down at our usual favourite overpriced coffee spot, Starbucks. After pounding down approximately 500 grams of sugar, we were both satisfied.

The Mini kept rubbing my belly today, insisting that it felt like jelly. I was mentally planking in my head already as I single-handedly gobbled down a medium-sized New York cheesecake.

Such a pity that the weekend is coming to a close. Even more pitiful is the fact that I couldn't get my hands on any Litchi Ki Tehri. Luckily, weekends happen every once in five days!

On that note, I'm off to indulge in a quick weekend siesta with some serious sugar dreams.

Good night!