Most of you are probably braving the highways and biways already. I'm leaving in a few hours. For lunch and the 10-14 (depending on traffic) drive ahead of me I will be picking up sandwiches at So's Your Mom Deli on Columbia Rd. I ymagine that I will need three sandwiches for the journey, so I will get the following:
1) Bacon, Avocado, lettuce and Tomato (BALT) with swiss cheese on wheat toast with heavy mayo and onions.
2) Braunschweiger with swiss on Pumpernickel with spouts, tomato, onion, horseradish and mayo.
3) Their "Deluxe Italian Sub". Too much stuff to recount. But includes sweet and hot peppers and an olive tapenade. I always add mayo.
What are YOU having for lunch today?
And of course HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
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Those sandwiches sound delightful, Jo… I too had PLANNED on a nice lunch today, since we have been told for weeks that we were getting paid today, in advance of the holiday.
HOWEVER, as usual, my organization is wholly unable to manage a vendor relationship in a way that doesn’t screw us over, and therefore, WE DID NOT GET PAID. This makes Ethics an EXTREMELY unhappy girl, since I’ve got a twenty and -$31 in the checking. I had even planned – since I was frugal and environmentally friendly last night and took the metro/bus home – to cab into work this morning, since I’d left my car here, it’s cold, and I was (as usual) running late. But nooooo… I check my email from the warmth of my couch to learn that I had best not spend that last $20 on a cab, since it was going to have to get me through to Friday.
Now, I realize a whole bunch of folks are headed home or are already at home, or whatever you all do. But goddamnit, I had plans that consisted wholly of my spending a lot of money on booze tonight and tomorrow. Some of my other (equally as averse to multigenerational gatherings) friends and I were going to do a booze-heavy brunch thing tomorrow morning, following a night out tonight – which is known far and wide as The Best Party Night of the Year.
Now, all of that is on the rocks. Ethics is one pissed off woman. And you know what President’s do when they’re pissed. That’s right: we go to war with Iraq. Oh, wait… someone else already took that one. Okay, well… we also write angry rants on blogs meant to be about lunch.
OH, and MY FUCKING OFFICE BUILDING HAS, OVERNIGHT, ERECTED 3 GIANT WREATHS AND A HUGE FUCKING XMAS TREE AND ALL MANNER OF OTHER HOLIDAY BULLSHIT AND IT’S NOT EVEN THANKSFUCKINGGIVING YET. In case you’re all not aware, I’m not a fan of the holidays – in. the. least. Even dipso doesn’t have more hate than yours truly from Tgiving to New Year’s. The two exceptions during this time are 1) My birthday. November 26 – the happiest day of the year and 2) Stumbling Santas (falls on Dec. 10 this year) The Best Night of the Year. Outside of those two bright spots, the rest of the Holiday Season can fuck itself.
Oh, so for lunch. Yeah, I think I’m going to gnaw on my finger or something, and borrow Diet Coke from the office fridge.
Christ. I just remembered there is no gas in my car and I’m three sheets away from being out of toilet paper at home. Fucking Beautiful. Happy Fucking Holidays.
You poor baby! If I were around, I would buy you:
a bottle of red,
a bottle of white,
perhaps a bottle of diiiiiaper wipes (thank you Billy Joel!).
Oooh, I know what I'm getting you for your birthday!
i agree with ethics that the holidays just blow. also, la choi woke up this morning to some severe stomach pains that she had never felt before in her entire life. as she rushed to the doctor's office, she popped a couple of painkillers to ease the the sharp knives digging inside her poor little belly.
doctor's prognosis? "your body is just working something out. my guess is that it's something you ate last night." WTF? la choi has a stomach of steel. even after a night of heavy drinking and ben's chili bowl, i've NEVER had pains such as these.
suggested remedy? "eat bland foods and drink liquids. if it doesn't get better in 48 hours, go to the emergency room."
WHAT KIND OF HORSE SHIT IS THAT? it's t-giving eve and now i have to eat bland foods AND deal with veggies and their freakin' tofurkey!!!!! goddamit. i'm eating crackers and water for lunch today. i wanna cry.
Three sandwiches at the start of a 10+ hr roadtrip? I don't know if I agree with that practice, Jo. I place a premium on freshly assembled sandwiches. At the very least, tell me you're going to keep the mayo on the side until you're ready to eat. Are you going to put them in a cooler? I hate refrigerated sandwiches.
Ethics - I can't touch you on hate for the holidays. Me? They simply annoy me, but it rarely rises to hate, if you can believe it. And you're still wrong about the motivation for war. I'm very sorry to hear of your sitchy, though. And yours, LaChoi -- bland food? Is that, like, vodka? And spoil and the fridge door. It kills me to see my WFL-ers in such a sad state.
SS - thank you for your concern! I'll be okay; I just got the okay from the boss-o to use the company Visa for my expenses the next couple of days, and I ostensibly have bday money on the way, plus I do get paid on Friday, so I think I can make it. I'm wondering if my lack of fundage and LaChoi's poor, poor tummy are God's way of laying the smackdown on our partying ways.
I should explain that I haven't gone home for Tgiving in about 10 years; normally, I do a friends gathering of some sort, or vacation or whatever. I think the spirit of Tgiving better lends itself to friends than family. Having said that though, it's just not a favorite - but I don't HATE it like I hate Xmas. This year, I went through a bunch of plans, but in the end decided to skip them all. I was content w/ that, and then my friend came up with the booze brunch, which sounded perfect.
Anyway, I digress. The bday has two weekends of plans, so that is good. Dec. 3 is the main party and of course, all fellow WFLers are invited to make the trip to DC and Party Like It's 1995 for the 10th Anniversary of My Being of Legal Drinking Age. Of course, at such an age, one would think that whole "no money" thing would cease to be an issue and that I would have my money management skills up to par. Of course, if one thought that, they'd very obviously be wrong.
I'm going to persuade LaChoi to come eat bland food with me now. I am hungry. And wow - I don't feel like working today...
spoilsport -- i agree that dr. should've made me do some tests. but if you want details of the entire ordeal and how my doctor is useless, check out my last entry at http://lachoi.blogspot.com
Update:
Many of you are aware that my family is not normal. Not in the typical way that everyone's family is weird, but in a surreal Twilight Zone/Mayberry/COPS kind of way.
So, my dad just calls:
Dad: [Ethics]! It's your dad... (because I didn't know that)
Me: Hi Dad.
Dad: So, your birthday is after Thanksgiving...
Me: Saturday, Dad.
Dad: I've been telling everyone all week. (I don't know who "everyone" is or why he's been telling them, but I know better than to ask)
Me: Uh huh.
Dad: But then today I realized that I forgot to send you anything.
Me: No worries.
Dad: Well, I put a card in the mail.
Me: Thanks, dad.
Dad: I just feel bad - but I told everyone. (again, not sure who this constitutes, or why this is news to people)
Me: Really, it's totally not a problem. Really. They forgot to pay us today, so this kinda' pales.
Dad: Your grandmother picked up some leaves today. Only one bag, though. It's going to snow.
Me: Huh?
Dad: Yeah, I guess not getting paid is worse.
Me: Dad, I need to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow.
Dad: Okay. Love ya, kid.
Me: Me too, Dad.
Now, this is funny to me b/c my Dad is like the Town freakin' Crier and then goes and forgets, which I'm not even mad about. Okay, not really forgets (he and my mom both forgot my 11th birthday - I'm AN ONLY FREAKIN' CHILD - HOW HARD IS THIS??) But also b/c it's like the fates are conspiring to be sure I'm broke as a joke.
In the spirit of the holiday, I guess I should be thankful that I have my health, and more importantly, sense 'o humor.
Alright, it's soup time.
la choi and ethics lunched again at breadline. i tried to eat "bland" but i just ended up stuffing myself with a shitload of carbs. i feel the stomach pains creeping up again...time to pop another tylenol.
i also smell like pomme frits...i hate it when your clothes and hair smells like grease.
I wish I were as cool as Molly Ringwald AND that in the end, Jake Ryan was my man, but alas, no. Sixteen Candles came out the year before my 11th bday. I think my only solace that year was that movie, though. I figured if getting forgotten was good enough for Samantha, it was okay for me, too.
LaChoi and I just came from lunch at the luscious breadline. We decided to work as a team on lunch, and so, I ordered the egg salad on olive bread and she got the turkey on ciabatta (the only turkey for either of us this season) with russian, and then we each had 1/2 of each sandwich. Delish. Cups of potato leek soup all around. I suspect though this is not good for LaChoi's tum, as it is not good for my waistline.
I think I've gained 10 pounds since the beginning of this blog. Not good. Not good at all.
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