Of course, the bottom of the totem pole is needed on all days, even weekends and holidays. I could take pride in being at the bottom of the totem pole, considering it is the foundation and without it the rest of the totem pole would be eating dirt, but I am too busy being resentful.
Besides the residence hall front desks, everything is closed today, even the dining halls. I'll take this as a sign to become even more creative than ever with my food choices!
That's a lie. I am not becoming much more creative. My innovation this week in the food department is that I am now adding potatoes to my diet.
That is a potato that was grown at home. I brought a bag of them with me when I moved, but until yesterday they were sitting forgotten in a plastic bag underneath my desk (there is an odd shelf there where I keep my rice cooker). However, besides work yesterday was delightfully uneventful so I decided to use my suitemates' microwave to cook up this bad boy. When it was done I put some pringles on it (potatoception) and also broke out my minced garlic, salt, and some ranch. It looks like the potato is just sitting on the wood of my desk in the picture, but in reality it is in a glass bowl.
However, I came to a dilemma soon after cooking the potato. I do not own a fork. The demographics of my utensil population are as follows: one dull serrated knife, four spoons, and two pairs of chopsticks. Does a can opener count as a utensil? If it does, it must be the king of utensils. At the time all my spoons were dirty and my potato was quickly cooling, so I just ate some of the inside with chopsticks and then picked up the rest of the potato and ate it from my hands. It was delicious and I plan to eat more in the near future. But I will use a spoon next time.
I eat this business all the time. Of course, I eat it with a spoon. I do not always have doritos, and they are a treat so I don't always put them in even if I do have them, but last night was special because my roommate wasn't there so there was no possibility of feeling like she was judging me for putting sriracha on doritos (not that she is the judging type, but I sometimes get insecure about my weird food habits).
When Michelle and Taeream came to visit me this weekend we went grocery shopping. I don't exactly know why, but grocery shopping is incredibly exciting when I'm just buying food for myself. One thing I noticed though is that they don't sell those awesome bags of mixed fruit at Parker's like they do at Wal-Mart so I got the next best thing and bought a big bag of carrots. Carrots are even more versatile a snack than fruit is. Here is what I do with carrots:
According to some, sriracha and ranch is not a combination made in heaven, but I definitely ship it.
OMG....if you turn this blog into a food journal I will die of the awesomeness.
ReplyDeleteI now need to eat exactly like you. Sriracha and ranch sounds like heaven and all who disagree can shove it. I'm talking to YOU (silently stares down other person who writes here).