One of my fondest childhood memories is waking up on an early weekend morning to the aroma of frying bacon, the sound of the toaster popping up crunchy slices, and the intoxicating scent of percolating coffee.
Let's be real about food this time of year; no matter how low the calorie count, it's going to add fluff to the body. In my case, winter food seems to be butt-specific.
One of my fondest childhood memories is waking up on an early weekend morning to the aroma of frying bacon, the sound of the toaster popping up crunchy slices, and the intoxicating scent of percolating coffee.
Let's be real about food this time of year; no matter how low the calorie count, it's going to add fluff to the body. In my case, winter food seems to be butt-specific.