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I'm in love with two foods, girl you know it's true.

The Steak Burrito Bowl from Chipotle

vs.

The Falafel

Well, you know I didn't get to be a size 14 on beer alone, food has had a little something to do with it. Everyone says they hate McDonalds and that they "never" eat there. Bullshit, when you're hungover or on a road trip, tell me you haven't pulled through a dirty drive-thru and ordered a #2 with a diet Coke (yes, I admit it, I'm down with the Mickey D's from time to time and happen to know the meal deals without having to refer to the big glowing menu board decoupaged in bugs and chewing gum....jealous.) Now we all know eating fast food, McDonalds in particular is so not good for you. Thanks to Morgan Spurlock, I always think twice before I pull into a drive-thru, it doesn't stop me, but I give that man a nod for eating the shit for a month straight. To avoid my liver shutting down, going into kidney failure and the dreaded bacne, I've moved on to a more grown up fast food option. Chipotle is a Godsend. I used to crave it so incredibly bad that I'd drive miles just to find one, thank Christ for my GPS. It's tasty and relatively healthy, despite the fact that the bowl of food they give you weighs more than most new borns. I took a break from my trusty Mexican fare while I was planning my wedding to avoid Karen from singing, "Here comes the bride, all fat and wide..." Not to worry Mr. Ells, I'm back!

My new love is the falafel. Who knew the chick pea was so versatile? I stopped in the Amsterdam Falafel shop in Adams Morgan one late night and was pleasantly surprised. They serve the pita in an envelope and their fries in a cone, no plates, no utensils. Pure genius. Pure delicious goodness. They have easily pushed Chipotle into second place and had me at "do you want fries with that?" Since that fateful night, I have been talking about falafel to everyone. I even resorted to buying some frozen ones from Yes Organic Market, tasty, but paled in comparison to this tiny shop. I actually get giddy as I'm parking my car to go in. I keep telling myself they're healthy because it's chick peas, herbs and garlic, but my waistline is not concurring with this theory. Although it could be the fries.......damn you french fries!!!!

So if you're hungry, let's lunch!

Shots anyone?

Nooooo, not that kind of shot. Please, remember the war I'm waging.....on the anaerobic bacteria that's causing destruction and tooth loss across the land....Periodontal Disease, Pyorrhea, Gum Disease!

I celebrated my first injection today, with yes, lively conversation and several Bass Ales and perhaps a shot of Mother's Milk. I am a graduate of Howard University's Dental Hygiene Local Anesthesia program. So, my friends, if you're in need of a shot of whiskey or a shot of local anesthesia, I'm your girl. Call me for an appointment, whether it's on my front porch or in my dental chair, I'm more than happy to see you.

Grey's or Nursing home? You decide.

So I wear scrubs to work and my boss being young and hip thought it would be stylish to outfit me in the "Grey's Anatomy" scrubs line. But for some reason I'm not channeling Katherine Heigl, but perhaps some angry orderly, Nurse Ratched comes to mind, minus the fun '40s pin up girl hair do and fun nurse's cap. Pay no mind to the marinara sauce stain on the front of my V neck (pizza night!) Hey, I'm not on a hit TV series, I'm waging the war on gingivitis, one mouth at a time. Eat your heart out Izzie!