Late Night Discovery
Being on these late night conference calls, when there's nothing to really do, I tend to get very bored and a little peckish. So I mute the phone, I shuffle out to the kitchen, I open the fridge, I see what's there... Here's what I just found out:
Cheese curd is not a late night snack food.
I had poured some onto a napkin, and at the first bite I think I actually heard my stomach say, "Don't eat that," in an incredulous, resigned tone. A sort of I-can't-believe-I'm-stuck-with-this-idiot tone.
So I mute the phone, I shuffle back to the kitchen, I open the fridge, I replace the cheese curd...
I am now consuming a napkin's worth of sesame crackers.
Cheese curd is not a late night snack food.
I had poured some onto a napkin, and at the first bite I think I actually heard my stomach say, "Don't eat that," in an incredulous, resigned tone. A sort of I-can't-believe-I'm-stuck-with-this-idiot tone.
So I mute the phone, I shuffle back to the kitchen, I open the fridge, I replace the cheese curd...
I am now consuming a napkin's worth of sesame crackers.
1 Comments:
Cheese curd? Like, cottage cheese, or like the milk went bad?
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