I've always said that if you ever have a craving for something, you should eat it. Because, if you keep denying your craving, it becomes an obsession.
This past week, I had a craving for some ham. So, I bought a Niman Ranch Petite Ham. I love ham. No. I crave ham. No. I can't live without ham. Truth is, I can't live without pork. I tend to cook vegan at home but the only reason that I cannot fully commit to being vegan is because I have this unhealthy need for pork. So, back to ham...
When I got home with my Petite Ham, I found a pound of sliced ham in the fridge. The husband apparently had similar ideas. So, I ate that first. I then headed out to Philly for Thanksgiving. And what did I have for lunch? Ham.
Well, today, I finally broke open the Petite Ham. Plus the husband got back from Philly with about a pound of ham. Which I have continued to nosh on during the night.
I'm not sure why I have this craving for ham. I just do. I could eat it constantly. And I do. Ham. It's my best friend. Later.