Gluttony...sure!

So why Chardonnay and Olives, you ask?... When I was single (and also when I was newly married), I worked in Boston at a highfalutin job where work and social status were grossly intertwined. For dinner most nights, I would stay late and have a 'Smart One' meal: microwaved and pastey and fine. But, on Thursday or Friday nights, watch out! After working late, I would meet my peeps at the local bars and socialize myself - hopefully, and sadly often successfully - into the next higher position. Because I am cheap, weight conscious and, frankly, embarrassed to order a meal when noone else is eating, I often just ordered my drink and asked the bartender for a bowl of olives from the garnish tray. The olives kept my stomache at bay and the wine made the stress go away - at least temporarily. Now when I get stressed, I revert to the 'good ole days'....a glass of wine and a few olives after the kids go to sleep. Then, it's back to to the land of stress...