The Gazpacho Conspiracy
First the salmonella-in-tomatoes scare. Now the media is alarming me by saying cilantro and serrano peppers have been found to be contaminated. Someone doesn't want me to make my favorite summer gazpacho, gawdammit!!!
First the salmonella-in-tomatoes scare. Now the media is alarming me by saying cilantro and serrano peppers have been found to be contaminated. Someone doesn't want me to make my favorite summer gazpacho, gawdammit!!!
I went to Starbucks and ordered a Mint Chocolate Chip Frappacino. What I received was a Mint Mocha Chip Frappacino. Of course, I discovered this AFTER I got back to my office. Perhaps if the names were a little more obviously different the baristas would hear me correctly since this isn't the first time I've had this happen.
I dropped Ranch dressing on my shirt no fewer than five times while eating my lunch today. Coincidence? Messy eater? I think not. A higher power was trying to tell me something.
My new microwave doesn't count down the time left when heating water. I know this seems like a small thing to peeve about, but if I know I have 30 seconds left, I have time to do two more things before grabbing it. Instead I stand and stare at it, mentally composing my letter to the manufacturer.
My office received one of these lovely Edible Arrangements. It's perishable, delicious, and because only two of us in the office eat fruit, I've been gorging myself on melon and chocolate dipped pineapple slices. As a result, I'm spending waaaaaaaay too much time in the bathroom.
I stopped into the grocery store this morning and bought some roast beef and white Cheddar for my lunch today. The woman behind the counter picked up a log of cheese and I looked at the wrapper. It didn't match the white Cheddar wrapper in the case. I asked, "White Cheddar right?" And she replied, "Yes it is." I let it go. I shouldn't have. It was Monterey Jack. I am not that fond of Monterey Jack unless it is combined with something else like colby or peppers. Plus, the Monterey Jack is way cheaper than the white Cheddar.
Why is it that when I hard boil eggs, none of the shells ever peels the same? Some of them come off in a beautiful mosaic-looking one piece design and others I'm picking off minute-sized pieces with my fingernails. Then there are the ones that are meant for deviled eggs. Those take half of the egg white with the shell. Eggs: You can suck it!
If God wanted all of us to be skinny he would not have invented Chipotle Chicken Burrito Bowls with corn salsa, cheese and guacamole.
I'm working from home this week (well, make that 'working' from home) which means that I did not have to get my ass on an early plane to Philadelphia on Monday. Yesterday, I 'worked' from home - meaning I did laundry and took a nap and watched an old TiVo'd movie. Today, I really needed to do work so after I dropped the boy at school, I went to my local Panera. Do you have Panera Bread where you live? Well, they SUCK. All of a sudden, they have instituted this lame policy where they boot you off their wifi connection after only 30 minutes, if it's lunchtime hours.
So now, I'm in the mall food court, sitting across from the Tijuana Taco stand, working but trying to ignore the nachos calling my name.
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