Not that I’m calling myself o-l-d, but there are some things that you realize you can’t do (or digest) like you did when you were younger.
Wednesday night at the Nats game, the $16 [add $4 for guac] Nachos Supreme was calling my name.
The hit to my debit card couldn’t stand in the way of the chicken, two-kinds-of-salsa, queso and guacamole goodness.
After gobbling every last chip with a beer, I went home and hit the sack.
This morning, the nachos are seeking their revenge with a raging case of heartburn.
I can’t eat junk food like I used to.
WebMD has some ‘brilliant’ tips to fight heartburn — like don’t eat grapefruit and other helpful hints.
What has age robbed you of?