Massive Update

Sorry for my delinquency.  I fell ill yesterday.

I made some rice and samgyup for dinner yesterday.

I had coffee this morning.

I had a salad and some pasta for lunch.

YUmmmm.

Dinner

Chicken Dijon wrap and lamb curry soup.


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Breakfast

Granola with lactose-free milk.
Coffee.


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Dinner

Sour apple martini.


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Drink

This is the cup I drink from.
My cup doth not overfloweth.


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Lunch

Salad with tuna salad and pesto chicken salad.

Breakfast

Grande Soy Misto .

I'll probably regret later on in life that I've had coffee for breakfast for the past couple of years.

Youth is wasted on the young.

Lunch

I had beef.
Goji berry juice.

It's what was for lunch.

Coffee Break

I like my coffee like I like my women. Strong, black, and proud.

Breakfast

Muffins. Blueberry. Fabulous.

Dinner

I had curry chicken. It was spicy.

Washed it down with am Amstel Light. That's an IMPORTED beer from Holland. Ohhhhhh.


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Lunch

Indian food.  Chicken platter was $9.  There was only one type of chicken.  I don't know why they call it a "platter."  Misnomer.

You ask, "Would you pay $9 for lunch?!" 

Yes.

You ask, "What if it was Indian food?"

Then YES.  It was worth it.

If I could live anywhere, I would live in India.  I want to smell all the smells and eat all the food.  Nevermind the crippling poverty and disease.

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Serious. Eats. Seriously.

I had Dominoes Pizza last night.  One pepperoni and one cheese.  I felt fat.

This morning, I had a small coffee with soy milk.  It woke me up.

I had a piece of hard candy.  It was sweet.

Lunch

Today, I ate a baby spinach salad with chicken salad on the side.  Two spicy meatballs, too.

It was good.  I had to take some Pepcid, because that wasa onea spicay meatball.

I won't tease you with pictures, because then to enjoy it you'd have to go to the deli I go to everyday.  But you can't, so pictures would only make you jealous that you're not here.  

Instead, I took a picture of the aftermath.  Yummmmmm:

The ladies at the deli call me handsome.  There are only three people in this world that call me handsome: my mom and the two deli ladies.  They're brilliant and I'm a sucker because I keep going back for that little boost.

Inaugural Post

Welcome to my new blog!  

I will chronicle my food adventures here, because I take food way too seriously.  People like Doah Kim (please support her!) inspired me to materialize my thoughts.  She also takes food way too seriously.

Also, please inquire about my paper-subscription that will be delivered to your doorstep DAILY.  I have to emphasize that my online posts and my print media are the same quality -- the kind that you've come to expect from me.  My online posts would make it on the print edition, but this is a world with rapidly-unfolding events.  By the time I release my food adventures on print, it's literallly yesterday's news.  Therefore, the philosophy is that I will reserve my print stories to have the most impact on the food world.