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comforting food

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dear kraft organic white cheddar mac n cheese shells,

i know you’re probably mad because i was with whole foods organic white cheddar mac and cheese for dinner last night — but it wasn’t what you think. they aren’t even shells! it’s just that that box had been sitting in the pantry forever, and money is tight – so it seemed okay to just eat it this one time. trust me, it won’t happen again. that stuff was nasty – a far cry from your deliciousness. the whole time i was like – what am i doing here with this stuff? i missed you so much. i promise i’ll never be on the same plate as that stuff again. please don’t be mad. you’re my best friend, my perfect match.

love,
gorton’s fish sticks

austin

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i’m back in austin — just for a week — a mini-break — and it still feels like i home. i love this town.

so far i’ve eaten at kerbey lane (cowboy queso, o how i have missed you) and schlotsky’s. i’ve been here about 18 hours. more to come.

oh yeah i’ve also eaten some tums.

free food (part deux)

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so remember my post recently about all the free food i am learning to finagle here at H–? well, yesterday my co-workers and i heard really good things about a luncheon going on upstairs, so we prepared ourselves for a feast.

it actually takes more strategizing than you may think. firstly, you have to get to the room where the food is being served before the catering crew comes to clean it all up. secondly, you have to get to the room before the media guys (vultures that they are) come and eat everything. especially the media guy with the ponytail. we call him Ponytail Guy. he strips the spread to nothing and usually leaves us with only wilted salad leaves. but you can’t get there so early that the event is still going on, or that people are annoyed by your presence. anyway, it’s quite a balancing act.

so we planned our attack carefully yesterday — what time the event was ending, what time the room would empty, what time Ponytail Guy would come, etc. The time came and we, famished and exhilarated (nothing gets you through the day like planning a food coup against the media guys, lemme tell ya), made our way upstairs at 1:10 pm.

We were greeted by no less than 20 Secret Servicemen and women standing outside the lunch room. Postures erect, hands folded behind their backs, and those curly radio coils running behind their ears. No joke.

Turns out, the reason this luncheon was supposed to be so good was because it was for Ban Ki-Moon. Why yes, the same Ban Ki-Moon who is Secretary-General of the UN. Apparently he was having lunch at H– yesterday.

Needless to say, we didn’t score any of that food. We know when we’ve been beaten.

free lunch

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no such thing as free lunch, you say? oh, but there is!

i feel that i’ve been remiss in documenting one of the most rewarding aspects of my employment here at H– : the incessant, almost to the point of predictable – free lunches. it’s not just that i get one every day; no, often i get two or three in one day. granted, sometimes it’s not lunch per se — last week, it was strawberries and lemon sorbet. but still, who’s complaining!

as of today, i have eaten the following free food this week: cookie, brownie, corn chowder, (there was pizza and salad on wednesday, but i opted out), carrot cake, a donut, grilled chicken, some tabouli-like salad, bean salad, dolmas, and fruit. — and rumor has it that later today is lasagna, soup and salad.

perhaps from now on, i should document what i’m eating every time i blog. usually, i’m nibbling on lunch when i’m blogging. and usually, it has cost me nothing. and by nothing, i mean no money. it’s probably easily costing me my waistline.