I made a bunch of brownies to take to Thursday game night, roughly 7000 calories and an amount of fat that one could reasonably measure in a fraction of a kilogram. (That's just two dozen. Brownies are even worse for you than I had previously realized.) I even had a clever name for my treats: Operation Dessert Storm.
But sadly, I didn't remember that until just now. Perhaps it's for the best... not everyone enjoys puns as much as I.