Less memorable meals

[muckefuck]

Last night, I woke to the realisation that I'd become a bachelor cliché. My dinners for the week so far:
Sunday: Ham and cheese baked between two passover matzohs. (Can you hear the agonised souls of dead rebbes crying?)
Monday: Turkey/spinach crepe at Crêpes de Paris, followed by a chocolate crepe with raspberries.
Tuesday: Beer. Seriously, a double bock trappiste and a handful of crackers. That's it.
Wednesday: Turkey Lunchable. Green tea ice cream at Green Tea.

I'm not sure what tonight will bring--probably monshu will order in some pizza or Chinese. Tomorrow, it's meat, meat, meat from princeofcairo's grill. Saturday, it could be something greasy from El Charro or Sabor Peruano.

Sometimes, even I have a hard time telling I'm gay.

Comments

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

This makes me feel better. I've gotten to such a level of distinterest in food that the only frou frou stuff I eat is extremely strange jelly on my English muffin.

[darkphuque.livejournal.com]

The ham and cheese is a real hoot! ALL the Rebbes are kvetching in their graves...Oi!