I just got back from lunch with a coworker at Red Lobster.
I was able to eat three stupid cheddar bay biscuits (the ONLY reason to eat at Red Lobster) and two french fries and I was done. The rest I'm taking home (ie: grilled chicken sandwich and fries) to the ELB.
I'm so lucky that I didn't have a PB episode. And I didn't get any protien in. I might have to break down and fix a cup of chicken Unjury this afternoon.