Thursday, June 14, 2012

For the Love of Garlic

I love garlic, but last night I overdid it. I ate an entire heirloom-tomato-sized bulb of cooked garlic in the course of about an hour. It was delicious, but I could tell I overdid it because the next morning my toothpaste tasted like garlic. I could smell my breath no matter how much mouthwash I used, and I'm pretty sure I could pick up the tepid smell of cooked garlic on my skin. In an effort to get rid of the smell, I went to the gym in the afternoon and ran for a bit to work up a sweat and then I sat in the steam room for about 20 minutes. Usually the steam room smells like eucalyptus. When I left it smelled like someone had used the room to cook a world-record size dish of broccoli rabe with garlic. Though I'm still glad I got the recipe for cooking my own bulbs of garlic at home.

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