garlic Oh and I almost forgot to post about dinner! I went to the Stinking Rose last night, which is a garlic restaurant. Oh my god. I am still sweating garlic. We started off my scarfing down rolls topped with copious amount of roasted garlic, garlic-infused olive oil, and this sort of heavily-garlicked pesto. At this point, I was already sweating garlic and crying garlic. Then I had pasta with mussels and prawns in a garlic sauce, and at this point, I could no longer taste the garlic. This morning, I can still taste garlic in my mouth. Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.