In keeping with tradition, I have begun my annual summer garlic binge. Last year was not as intense, but the summer before, Josh and I took it to new levels. The intensity of the flatulence finally forced us to cut back, but as I am going to be alone for most of this summer, I see no reason to stop the deliciousness.
I made some fettucini alfredo for dinner today, and it called for five cloves. Even after brushing, flossing, and some listerine, I can still taste it. I'm excited to drop some bombs tomorrow while walking through the crowds at The Killers concert, I'm sure it'll add to some 16 year old kid's concert experience.