We’ve spent the past 24 hours being horridly American, over-eating without remorse. vegetarian Ethiopian last night (with good, thick coffee), vegetarian Chinese for lunch with completely insipid jasmine green tea (in bags?!), and Japanese for dinner tonight (sushi and tataki for me) with excellent shaded green tea (and saki). Now I am sitting on the couch, and groaning quietly to myself, and drinking decaf before rolling my fat butt into bed.