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And me are not getting along.

Krups Kettle

Last week my electric tea kettle, which I use a couple times a week, if not daily, broke.  It is only six months old.  My previous kettle which I had for four years broke last spring.  This very pretty Krups one I replaced it with apparently sucks.  I am also too stupid and lazy to fill out my warranty for a $60 item.  So I’m out of luck.

Today, my “fit and fresh” single serving blender thing-a-ma-bob informed me it too was broken.  WHAT.  THE.  HELL.  This thing is less than three months old and I’ve probably used it only 20 times. And now I’ve got a bunch of strawberries, milk, and protein powder mixed together that can’t be blended.  Sonofabitch.

This sucks.  grumble. grumble. grumble.

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There are few things I love more on earth than a good sandwich, especially when someone will make it for me.  But as I’m unemployed, I make a lot of my own sandwiches these days and I’m shocked by the next level you can achieve with your sandwich with simply a kaiser roll and shredded lettuce.

Anyone else?  What do you use to take your sandwich to the next level?

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Yeah, pretty much slimy meat, slimy cheese, and slightly stale crackers.

What was appealing about this to me as a kid?  Also, how did this fill me up?  I’m no small girl, but I never was, and this is not really a meal…at all.  Adam did point out that it’s designed more for kids than adults and that might be half my problem…which is true.

Also, this particular lunchable included a partially crushed Reeses Peanut Butter Cup, which is a new feature, and a strange ‘wild cherry drink’ of some kind, that was actually clear in color, which freaked me out.  I didn’t eat/drink either, though I’ll probably get to that peanut butter cup eventually…I mean, crushed or no, it’s a peanut butter cup…I’m not jesus.

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That’s right, I said it.  Vegetables.

These things that I become obsessed with – it’s not like I eat them everyday for every meal “Bread and Jam For Frances Style” (did you guys read that book as a kid? awesome!) – anyway, it’s more like I could happily have a peanut butter sandwich everyday for lunch for weeks (yes, sometimes months) and still crave it and be all, “boy a peanut butter sandwich sure sounds good!” and then all of a sudden I don’t want to eat it again for a VERY long time…sometimes up to a year. It’s crazy – I’ve also got a whole thing about un-heated food that’s weird – and quite frankly grosses Adam out. I’ll give you a non-gross example…I don’t heat up my pop tarts…if I eat them (which is pretty much never) I prefer them right out of the box.

Do you guys have any bizarre eating habits? I know Paul likes to eat in his bed…anyone else?

Yeah.  Disappointing.  And now he’ll probably never let me do it again (of course I’ll forget it wasn’t very fun and totally become obsessed with the idea again).  I think it’s more about being extravagant and waited on and pampered than anything else –  there’s something about being able to see movies still in theaters while in a giant king-sized bed hotel room and having someone bring me a sandwich and a milkshake that just really makes me feel happy inside.  But it was a let down, I’ll try to hold on to that part of the equation so that it doesn’t happen again…

Ew is right.  I confess until now, I have never seen a concessions stand at a theater closed for failing an inspection and I find it kind of horrifiying.   Although the movie theater I went to see Vicky Cristina Barcelona at on Tuesday seemed like it should have been not only closed but condemned – the whole theater – not just the concessions stands.  Yucky.  I’ll be avoiding that theater in the future whenever possible.

Ugh. Sometimes I hate drawing…last night was one of those nights. I have a sneaking suspicion it will be this way all week. Sigh. Poor me. Anyway, the mystery continues tomorrow…hopefully with better art 😉

Okay, let’s talk about why today’s strip is totally unsuccessful because of panel 4 (while we also ignore the fact that all of Tink’s text is a bit too small).

I do not possess the skills, and did not give myself adequate time to draw the strip and because of that, the gag (panel 4) of an otherwise interesting strip that I actually really liked, totally failed.  I am super pissed about this.  Had I had any other strips available to post I would have done those instead and spent some time redrawing this so that it actually worked.  I’m very disappointed in myself.  Yay.

Okay, onto my Cinco de Mayo nightmare. 

I got home late-ish (8:30) as did Adam.  I forgot there was an Orlando Magic Playoff Game on (joy! not!) and we decided to order in some good mexican food in honor of the day.  I ordered at 8:40 (too late to be ordering and eating anyway, but what the hell).  I then proceeded to make some homemade guacamole to go with our meal.  Mexican restaurants in my neighborhood were packed so I figured delivery would be a little slow, but OH MY GODS.  At 9:45 I called to check on the order. No answer.  I called about eight times, letting the phone ring about 25 times for each call.  No Answer.  Finally on about the ninth or tenth call (now 10pm) the woman I ordered from answers the phone (politely and as if nothing is wrong…as if she has not been ignoring 250 rings of a phone).  I tell her the problem, she says, (of course) “your order is on its way”.  We wait until 10:20.  Nothing.  Adam now calls.  They do pick up right away (lucky guy that Adam is) and she tells him the same thing.  Finally, at 10:30 the order arrives.  And it is wrong. 

Happy freaking Cinco de Mayo to you too. 

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I LOVE cake batter flavored ice cream. I believe I first had it and discovered how ridiculously freaking delicious it is at Cold Stone Creamery a couple years ago, but Ben & Jerry’s has gotten wise, and it was delicious. It would have been better without the chocolate stripe, which, while good, tasted (as advertised) like chocolate frosting…and I think a fudge stripe would have had a better blended flavor. Considering that we’ve so scientifically established my incredibly refined palette I think Ben & Jerry’s should take my advice…Ben & Jerry’s you can send my royalty checks as soon as you implement the new formula. Thank you.

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