There was a used book sale on Saturday, and Ryan and I got up early to attend. I didn't really buy myself any books (4 cookbooks, no real books), although I did buy some books for the relative in Denver, but this was one of my purchases.
You all undoubtedly remember my dearly beloved grumbling that he was too fat, and that pretzels have nothing to do with it, because there are no calories in snack food, right? So, he is still grumbling (and still eating pretzels). I thought this book might help me make him drop a few pounds (and help me in the process, because what woman over the age of 30 doesn't think she could stand to lose at least 10 pounds?).
Naturally, "somebody" in this house wailed that we don't need a stinkin' Fat Watchers Cookbook. Um, we're all wailing about fat. It needs to get watched somehow.
Louise! Drop by and say hello to her, and see what dandy cookbooks she and others have to offer!