Today for lunch I had a Spam and cheese omlette. It had either two or three kinds of cheese, depending on how you look at it. It had some medium Cheddar which is straight-forward enough, but it also had some marble cheese. That’s made of Colby and Monterey Jack cheese all smooshed together.
It would have been better if I had some sautéed onion and tomato. But I didn’t, so I suffered.
I had a meatloaf sammich - leftover meatloaf that’s had a coupla days for the flavors to merge into a pure delight. Yum. With ketchup. And Bugles. And a peach yoghurt.
No chocolate, tho - that kept it from being a perfect lunch.
Poor suffering Rue - how did you survive without the onions and 'maters? [sub]ick - Spam[/sub]
We’re going out to Chili Pepper for lunch. Mexican food. Oddly, they usually include pasta in their lunch specials. I don’t know what I’ll have, but I’m kinda in the mood for fish; and they make some good salmon.
I’m gonna have a grilled chicken club sandwich. With Monterey Jack cheese, which is. . . GREAT! And I think I’ll have a small salad with my sandwich. . .
But, FCM! Bugles!! I haven’t had those in a loooong time! Yum!
Vegetable lasagna from the Italian place down the street and Cheetos from the vending machine. Surprisingly, the lasagna is not as good as their other items.
No cheese for lunch today but I did put a bunch of blue cheese on my grilled Ribeye last night. It was so sinful, I could hear Moses starting to chisel a third tablet.
I had a delicious veggie (lettuce, tomato, red onion, mushrooms, sprouts) sandwich on 9-grain bread with Swiss cheese, sunflower seeds and honey mustard.
Lunch today was unmemorable. But yesterday I bought some putative “lamb stew” at the Grand Central market, and it tasted exactly like vomit. I am not kidding—it tasted just like fresh, hot vomit. I’d been doing some pretty enthusiastic throwing up in the hospital lately, and I knows puke when I tastes it. Seems they got this stew from a bulemic lamb . . .