Jellied Borscht (Page 85)
- Date: Friday, April 11, 2008 -- 8pm
- Location: Bloomington, IN
- Kitchen: My Apartment
- Dining Companion: Matty
- Recipe Rating: C+
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Occasionally I toy with the idea of drinking caffeine again. After nearly three years of life without caffeine, it is easy to forget why I quit in the first place. Occasionally, though, I get a little reminder. The only exception I grant myself to the no-caffeine rule is when food from The Book happens to be caffeinated. This doesn't happen so often, and even when it does I make a practice of eating not-too-much of it. A few days ago, though, I made those Mocha Toffee Cashew Bars (see below) and even though they weren't great, they were tasty enough that I ate a lot of them. All was still well with the world until yesterday, when I happened to not have any delicious caffeinated cookies all day. About 4pm my head started to throb in a way that only happens to me when I am going through caffeine withdrawal. Yes, I know that normal people do not suffer withdrawal symptoms from a few cookies, but apparently I am not normal. My body gets very easily addicted. It seems miraculous to me actually that I smoked briefly in college and didn't end up with a pack a day habit for the rest of my life. I stopped smoking before it got bad, luckily. I did not have the same luck with caffeine. I quit caffeine only after it started making me feel terrible. And after this weekend I remember exactly how terrible it made me feel! On the up side, the gentle reminder squelched my desire to start drinking caffeine again, at least for another couple years...

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