There's a great story about a 16th century invader whom upon arriving at the shores of his next conquest instructed his men to "burn the ships". And in doing so, removing any means of escape or retreat, creating a true do or die scenario.
It might be a little dramatic to say that that's what I've done here, but nonetheless I wanted to employ a little of the same philosophy.
So this week I journeyed forth to my pantry and set about burning some ships of my own. Here's what the final result looked like...
About ~$50 worth of food/wine off to a better home. Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen, sayonara, seeya.
And while I'm here, the weekly pic comparison. Day 1 vs Day 42.

Also, with zero alcohol for the last 42 days, my mind is getting sharper by the week.
Now I just have to decide whether to use these new powers for good or evil... hhhmmmm... HHHHHHMMMMMMMM...
42/48


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