On my drive into work this morning, I was racking my brain trying to remember just how long it’s been since I became addicted to cheesy tots. I have no idea. Well over a year. And what’s so strange, before my addiction I probably could count on one hand how many times I’ve been to BK in my life time. Seriously. I just don’t care for their flame broiled burgers at all. I know I wasn’t on my way to work one morning and just thought, “hmmm, I’ll go to BK for breakfast this morning”. It would have to have been a non-working day. But I just don’t know when or why or where. And I have no idea when BK started serving cheesy tots either.
But anyway, all this to say, I am hopelessly addicted. I tried kicking the habit a few months ago and failed. This time I thought I’d just cut back. I did. For two whole weeks. I was doing good, cheesy tots on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays, then half a bagel with berry cream cheese spread at home on Tuesdays and Thursdays. But this week I failed miserably. It’s been cheesy tots every day. I don’t know what BK puts in them to cause the addictions. Caffeine, nicotine, cocaine maybe. I don’t know. Or maybe it’s just the creamy, cheesy, potatoey good stuff on the inside and that crunchy little brown crust on the outside. Sigh.
Maybe I am in need of a twelve step program.