May 2009
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I'm baccckkk
i’m baccckkkk
Been nigh a year since I posted. And lately I’ve been bringing the most delicious sandwich, an edition of which I consumed today.
See, there’s this deli near my house, some people call it Sealand. I think it’s also known to some as Vegetableland (which rolls much less fluidly off the tongue). They have whole wheat rolls that are really good so on days that I exercise (two...
I've missed you, old friend!
Monday: bought lunch (cactus burrito) Tuesday: lunch meeting (salad and hummos) Wednesday: brought a sandwich: avocado, thinly sliced sharp NY state cheddar, tomato. Can’t wait. Et toi?
Stumbling Toward the Week's Finish Line
Could it be that we’ve happened on some bizarre cosmic convergence? Could it be that we’re incapable of both bringing lunch on the same day? It seems that with the exception of the first day of this enterprise, we haven’t managed. Truth is, fridge is a little bare. Both the wife and I have had a relatively busy week. For the most part, we’ve already assumed the habits of...
Rain, Rain...Get Outta Here!
I had better come up with some ideas or else this is quickly becoming a record merely of what exactly went into my salad today. I was on the fence about making a salad today. I woke up at 5:45 for no discernable reason and decided to get up and going. I went to the gym. I read the paper (all the movies reviewed this week look terrible, and is it me or has Cameron Diaz finally made the final turn...
The Name of the Game Is Shame
My curiosity piqued, I just looked into the etymological origins of the “Dutch treat.” One of the explanations proffered — at least on Wikipedia — is that during the period of the Anglo-Dutch wars, “Dutch,” for the English, became a sort of garden variety pejorative, as in “Dutch courage” and “Dutch wife.” (Don’t ask me what those...
So Little Time...
Had all these Grand Plans to run a long while today and started out but my leg ached and ached. So I stopped running after a mere 2.5 miles and to punish myself I included no treats in today’s lunch. That’s kind of how the food calculus sometimes works. Other people are still in food pre-calc or even elementary algebra. So, I have a salad with avocado, cucumber (but of course!), very...
Everybody Wins
S: Ended up getting my lunch at a neighborhood place called Silo. It’s one of those midtown lunch emporiums (emporia?) that offer something for everyone. Despite — of maybe, because of — the dizzying number of choices, I always get the same thing: shrimp tempura udon — a soup with tofu, grated carrot and zucchini, green onion, a couple different seaweed varieties and udon...
Dreamin' of Zaaaaa....
G.S: I think the original La Villa is actually in Marine Park. And I agree with you—their pizza is really good though my problem with the place is that I have often had to wait (often might be an overstatement given I’ve been there only about three times). I think they use a pastry brush to spread buttery goodness all over the crust. That said, perhaps tomorrow we’ll both bring?...
Vampires Beware
Wow. I’m jealous. I came empty handed today. Have we had a day yet when we both brought lunch? I’m reminded of a little game we used to play in first grade, a game that in retrospect seems to have been little more than an exercise in conformism and groupthink. (Then again, at that age, what isn’t.) Someone would say: “Who’s buying lunch today?” Those who were...
The Future's So Bright
This morning I rose early, see, to do what all before work. And what all included making my lunch because, Senor S, though I am not s’posed to be embarrassed by my lunch. I have been. The shame has come in drips, consistent, like a water torture. Your recent lunches have been so elegant, so worthy of a Tanglewood concert, that I am humbled into dust. Today’s lunch is not so very haute,...
That's Some Nasty Nasty!
You got an std on your finger? Get some oinment man! I have, again, fallen down the job. Today we at work a lunch meeting so we order in and I have ordered: Butternut squash soup and a salad with ‘toasted yellow tomatoes” (and please, read tomatoes as toe-maaa-toes). Usually people also order cookies to share. I’m not a huge cookie fan, though. Tomorrow I am back on the wagon! So...
Warts and All
Sarale: Nothing nearly as fancy as yesterday. Sandwich with avo, alfalfa sprouts, hummus and smoked cheddar. One the side: baby carrots, sunflower seeds and an apple. Oh, and in case you were worried about my burn blister, it’s still looking pretty awful. I think it’s left the realm of witch warts. Now it’s looking more like an STD symptom.
All Shall Be Revealed
Gabika: We can blog about our lunches whenever the mood strikes…even if that mood is 2 in the morning. As for the race day: well, after the race I had a few bites of bagel and an apple, provided by the race sponsors. On the way home I decided what I wanted more than anything was a toasted bialy with butter and scrambled eggs. It was,...
Upping the Ante
OK. I think I’m going to give you a real run for your money today. On second thought, given what good shape you’re in, maybe I shouldn’t be challenging you to any sort of footrace, even a figurative one. All the same, here it goes: Chicken fried in light dusting of flour and simmered with capers, lemon and green olives. A bed of brown rice (cooked in chicken broth) and some...
Assessing the Groundrules
Only realized now — on Saturday evening — that you blogged your lunch yesterday. What I’m even more curious about, though, is what you’ve eaten today. How does one replenish after running 13 miles? Or is it only about the lead-up, the carbo-load? Once having run, is it back to business as usual? All this leads me to toward my overarching question today: Are we blogging on...
China This Motherfucker!
Gabika - are we allowed to cuss on this? Anyway, I did not, as expected, eat at my great aunt’s house. I did have a glass of grape juice on ice, which is mui thirst quenching. And then, en route back to the office, I got myself some Gen Gho’s chicken from Chinatown Brasserie, a rather overpriced joint on Lafayette. They gave me fried rice. I dislike fried rice. The food was good,...
An Early Sabbath
Not to worry. Fridays are often the day I give myself off. For one, the wife — whose lunch I’ve come to start packing alongside my own — doesn’t work on Fridays. What’s more, Fridays offer one of my work neighborhood’s best lunch bargains: the cholent at Mendy’s, a kosher deli at 34th and Park. For just four bucks you can get a decent sized tin of the...
Do I Fail Already?
Late night, no time this morning, so I brought no lunch and it will likely be bought for me by my great aunt whom I shall visit at lunch and whose lunch choices = a tuna from the kitschy diner Silver Spurs or over-gooped Chinese from a joint near Union Sq. Alas. But I am not ashamed. I simply am not eager.
First Course
Am feeling outclassed by Sara today. All I had were two nut butter and jelly sandwiches — one PB and one CB (that’s cashew butter, in case you were wondering).
You Are Not What You Eat
My friend and I email about what we bring for lunch. And then we thought…Presto! Today, on May Day, I brought: Salad w/heart of palm, avocado, cucumber (Persian ilk), goat cheese and romaine. A banana and two medjool dates for snacks Two string cheeses.