Did I Really Eat That?

Oh sure, bring me out to Seattle where every inch of spare space is used for feeding people!  I have never seen so many restaurants in one place.  I'm coming to the conclusion that it has to do with the demographics of the city: a huge single population, both students and working young people, who mostly live in apartments.  Maybe most people here don't have time to cook.  On the other hand, Seattle is also home to lots of grocery stores, including health-conscious Whole Foods and Trader Joe's.  So?  Maybe people cook but they like to go out to eat a lot.  Whatever, there are restaurants and cafes of every kind packed into lots of surprising little spaces, and if I never cooked again we would still find plenty to eat.

Yesterday, sweet husband and I ate vegetarian burgers in what seemed to be a garage, built onto the back of the restaurant we were checking out.  A garage with picnic tables, no less.  The burgers were phenomenal and salty, the fries were huge, greasy, and tasty.  And the environment was a laugh. 

What I have to get used to is the fact that just because there's a crazy amount of food all around me doesn't mean I have to go out and eat it.  That's hard because the sweet husband likes to go out a lot.  Maybe I just need to make such tempting foods at home that he won't tempt me to go out.  I mean, I can't spend every other day saying, "Did I really eat that?"