Bad, Bad Breakfast

So, after a fun night out at Le Souk, we got breakfast at this cafe in the East Village. I was starved because I hadn't eaten anything but beef jerky since my late lunch the day before. Anyway, I ordered a steak quesadilla and was all right justifying (to myself) all the calories I was about to consume because I had been up and about so many more hours than normal. Unfortunately, my quesadilla came with fries. Who's ever heard of a quesadilla coming with fries?!? Needless to say, I'll have to hit the gym a little harder than usual this weekend.