Food-stuffs


“There are no good restaurants around here. I mean, there’s Popeye’s but there are no other really good… See I consider myself to be a.. a… connoisseur of foods. But not… just any food. I like good food.”

Rob and I just saw this in the gas station Quick-stop. Single serve SPAM? Is this a Texan thing or has the world gone into the trash can, again?

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Check out the hole at the top of the package, so if the Quick-stop wanted to hang it on on a spinning rack display or maybe if you want to hang it on your Christmas tree or something.

I got Chinese food, and they forgot my brown rice. Would it be weird to call them and tell them to come back and bring it? Two hours later?

Yeah… probably.

Today, I decided that my sole reasons for living are Rob and rice cakes. Not necessarily in that order. And sometimes TV.

I think that I need to read that book ”Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff.” Maybe it will help me get over caring so much about the little daily annoyances that cummulate into very big daily annoyances. Maybe I wouldn’t need to complain so much on this blog then?  

But then I fear that the “small stuff” will be rice cakes. (because they are small.. on calories!) And I totally sweat rice cakes!

If you got that play on words than kudos to you.

Today, after several hours at Bed Bath & Beyond, I, starving to death, grabbed a box of 100 calorie Blue Diamond Almond snacks and headed to the check out counter with the rest of my things. At that point in my starvation, I just wanted to pay so I could immediately rip open the damn box and start eating.

As the young check-out girl scanned my items, she paused at the almonds. “These are so good,” she said to me.  I nodded. Yes, I too enjoy almonds.

“I had bought these the other day and was eating  them like crazy but I had to stop because they make you have to go to the bathroom.”

This got my attention. “what?” I said.

“Yeah, I don’t know what it is maybe because they are like 100 calorie.. like diet or something…”

I quickly scanned the box, again, to remind myself that, no they were just almonds carefully proportioned into 100 calorie sized packs so that they could over-charge you for them.

“They are just almonds though.” I replied.

She shook her head, “I don’t know but I kept having to go to the bathroom.”

“Maybe you are allergic to almonds?” Was really the only thing I could come up with to respond.

Why did this girl feel the need to tell me that all the almonds she ate gave her diarrhea? And for God’s sake don’t blame it on the almonds, girl! Is it just me or is that poor customer service.. or not poor, maybe just weird? And gross.

Disclaimer: It’s been a while since I wrote about a straight-up Succubus vexing my life. (It’s been a while since I wrote about anything!!!) So instead of another post about how much I hate Sara Palin, here’s something else that has literally been ruining my life…..

Candy Corn, and the purchasing of any and eating it, has been a continuous battle between Rob and I. Not that we both don’t love it  – it’s that most Candy Corn is made with gelatin and Rob is a vegetarian. (Yes, Brachs here my roar!) Why this is so, I can’t say, but between us both we have found one brand that isn’t and that is Eckerd’s. Being that Walgreen’s dominates the chain pharmacies in Texas – we’ve got a major e’ffin Candy Corn problem out here. (this is my life now, btw)

Last week, I happened upon a bag of Mallo Creme Pumpkins which, if you don’t know, are just like Candy Corn, but even more delicious and pumpkin shaped. They are amazing. I check the ingredients, as I find myself doing for all things that may possible contain gelatin from vitamins to yogurts, to find that they are pig-hoof free! Eureka! I can finally have my pumpkin shaped sugar and eat it too. Rob will be over joyed.

Well it’s been about a week since I purchased this (XL) bag of sugar pumpkins and.. yeah.. Rob thinks they are ‘ok’. A little sweet for his taste. Me? I freakin’ love ‘em. And with that love comes mass consumption. I have officially gained 5 pounds in one week from sitting… and eating… pumpkin shaped sugar corn.

So, there you go. It sucks… deliciously.

Every once in a while I go through a Sugar Free kick. This started with jelly beans several months back. Sugar Free Jelly Beans Eff’in A-Right that’s awesome! The deliciousness of jelly beans with the low calorie satisfaction of unnatural sweetener. What I quickly (very quickly) learned was that Sugar Free Jelly Beans give you diarrhea.  (more…)

What’s owed to me.

Is that too much to ask?

UPDATE – SEPTEMBER 5, 2007
It has recently come to my attention that people EAT bugs. (Eww Joanna!) and these people don’t eat bugs because they are poor and in Africa – they eat them because they are rich and in NYC. Whatta world!

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It’s not really my intention to blog about restaurants. Firstly, I don’t really go to all that many new ones (READ: Teddy’s) especially since most my fav’s have recently been closing down (RIP Dojo’s) But with our inevitable departure from the Brooklyn/New York state area, I thought we should be “trying out” new joints. (more…)