Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

early tuesday morning.

C got officially laid off yesterday so it's time to batten down the hatches I suppose, for the shit-storm of poorness that is surely coming to our household. Sigh.

Anyway, to add insult to injury he got stuck in the airport while dropping off his shit, so I decided to cook him dinner to make him feel better. I had a very elaborate menu planned; pork tenderloin, delicious salad, rice etc. but in the end I scrapped it and went with the following:

  • pizza-dillas
  • beer
  • ice cream
...which seemed to make him feel better. Probably way more than pork tenderloin would have.

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Recently I went into the bathroom and on the way into the stall I swiped a catering menu from a local restaurant that was just sitting on the little table outside the stall. SIDE NOTE: WHY is there a table and chairs in the bathroom? The bathroom is not a parlor. Anyway, I figured no one else was in the bathroom so someone had left it but SOMEONE WAS.

So anyway, I felt really guilty about taking their menu to read in the stall, so I stayed put while they washed their hands and such and listened to them shuffle around looking for their menu.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

impostor lettuce.

I just remembered that I had an AWFUL dream last night that isn't fit for public disclosure. I think it's still affecting me because I'm just not in the greatest of moods. As evidenced by the fact that both of my posts today are labeled "gripes."

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It is after much research (google: "spiky lettuce" "kinds of lettuce" "spiky looking lettuce leaves") that i've found out exactly what kind of lettuce absolutely DOMINATED my greek salad today and made it almost inedible.

The culprit? Mizuna Lettuce.
Whoever came up with this bull-crap has my eternal scorn. This is not salad material. I didn't pay nine dollars for a salad so that the sun dried tomatoes and kalamata olives could get all tangled up in this despicable web of lettuce impostor-y.

So anyway, now that I've completely wasted my lunch break looking up lettuce, I suppose it's back to work for me.


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Oh! I just remembered...in my lettuce research frenzy, I found this:
Which is a billboard for mcdonalds (incidently, I just typed that MicDonlads, which is way better), and words are made of REAL lettuce. Hopefully it's mizuna lettuce because otherwise that's a horrible waste of lettuce. Probably why my salad was so short on real lettuce is because the powers that be are wasting it on billboards for disgusting micdonaldz salads. I OBJECT.