snow here.
possibly best lunch ever - chicken nuggats with ranch dressing, tator tots, tapioca pudding.
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snow here.
possibly best lunch ever - chicken nuggats with ranch dressing, tator tots, tapioca pudding.
Ooh, that does sound good. I was all excited to make chicken souvlaki at home, but the only chicken I had in the freezer was a whole breast, and it's not thawed yet. I like it better when I cut up the chix BEFORE freezing it, der.
So maybe pizza.
I am not mean. I just try not to promise what I can't deliver.
Practical...mean...whatever.
ugh. must go out into the snow to achieve sustenance. it seems to have calmed down a bit, so off i go.
Hating msbelle now. My lunch will not live up to the standard she's set.
And looking out the window makes me think no to pizza, yes to food in the fridge. Stupid weather. It was so nice yesterday!!
I just had some homemade pot roast for lunch. It was slow cooked for about a day in red wine and spices. Very yummy on a chilly March day.
I forget. Is this part of our new dedication to repairing our craptastic relations with the rest of the world?
John Bolton, President Bush's pick to be the US ambassador to the United Nations, once said it wouldn't matter if 10 stories of the world body's 38-story headquarters simply vanished.
Also, surgery-ma to the Big Dog. Clinton's going in for some more repair work, apparently.
Medical offices have lots of free food around too.
A co-workers boyfriend was a sales rep for a large drug company. He pretty much had to send food to doctors' offices (enough for all the nurses, aides and receptionists) to insure that he could get in to see the doctors. I helped him find some caterers to help him out.
must go out into the snow to achieve sustenance.
Thanks to the glories of the Minneapolis skyway system, I was able to fetch Panera French onion soup and chicken Caesar salad without having to step outside.
Now if my lovely cow-orkers will let me eat the damn food, I'd be golden.