Mom is Puertorican and she makes this… pastry – a typical island fare – that is fried with cheese inside. Kind of like an empanada but mmmMmMmmMmmm so much better. Mom called today to say she’d made some. A rare treat unless we happen to be IN Puerto Rico. More rare than bacalao but now I digress. She called to tell me she’d made some and they were fresh out of the fry-daddy and did I want to come by? I wanted to. Oh BOY did I want to. But I didn’t. Discussing it with Jonathan I realize I had enough calories left to indulge in one, but I still made a good choice not going because I’m sure I wouldn’t have stopped at one, and I’m sure I would have dug around in the fridge for the bacalao she made the other day and I would have snitched at least a slice of the pound cake she was sure to have on the counter. And while I was at it, might as well have some of the M&Ms in the bowl. So this was a great success for me. Whew!