A day after I discuss Taco Bell’s mystery meat I bring you my lunch from today.
Yes. That’s right. I had a bologna and cheese sandwich.
I’ve always loved bologna (and cheese). When I was little we used to have Oscar Meyer’s and Kraft Singles. I graduated to Boar’s Head and Land O’ Lakes sometime during my elementary/middle school days. In the last five years I’ve been brave enough to add mustard.
When I brought a sandwich to school and realized my dad got a deal on another brand of bologna and tried to trick me I’d immediately come home and confront him.
God bless my poor father. He made my lunch every day and I complained about it.
In my food writing class we had to talk about a first food memory. Mine involved – oddly enough - bologna. I remember watching Sesame Street. A little girl was eating something out of a tortilla. We didn’t have tortillas in my house (more on that below) so I used a slice of bologna with a Kraft single shredded in the center and rolled it up to resemble something like a burrito.
I still think this is the first meal I made by myself for myself.
Side story: My mom has not stepped foot in a grocery store in years – and is still not allowed to go unaccompanied lest she purchase everything at full price. One year she got Jen a quesadilla maker – one of those gadgets that you plug in – kind of like a Panini press. Anyway she was concerned she needed to go to an “International Market” to buy tortillas so Jen could use it.
I do not know what an International Market is and let her know that they sell them at Waldbaums but rest assured with her as my guide I didn’t have anything resembling Mexican food until they opened a Cozymel’s on Long Island not so long ago. When we go anywhere remotely Mexican my mom still will only eat fajitas –but doesn’t eat any salsa, guacamole or sour cream.
Me? I now love anything mole – guac or otherwise.
I went to the office today instead of working from home. Today – when it snowed so much this morning my hair was sopping wet by the time I got to work. I am going to NJ tonight when it’s supposed to start to snow again. I make so very little sense.
I had DVR’d an episode of What Not To Wear and am very disturbed by the commercials for My Strange Addiction where one woman wears a furry mascot suit in public and another eats the foam out of her couch cushions.
Really????? The furry thing I’ve heard about – it was on an episode of CSI once I think (and yeah it’s tres odd) but eating foam? Why would you even start to do that?
This is my problem. I admit it. I love stupid reality TV. Way too much. I have Real Housewives as my Facebook friends. I can watch those girls for hours. Give me Snooki taking out her earrings to bash Angelina over the head. I love it when Randy tells you “You did your thing” as Jenny from the block channels Paula. I will sit mesmerized as a trainer screams in your face causing you to eventually lose 100 pounds. Please show me the many ways that women in evening gowns can fight over a guy for roses. Let me watch how a bunch of chefs can make an appetizer using no utensils but please. Trust me when I say this.
I do not need to see you eating your couch.