Freeze a dish of soup when I make soup and I can have soup for lunch weeks since I’ve bothered to make soup. Technology! I love you! Thawing was a problem, when isn’t it, burn-your-fingers around the edges with a little green iceberg in the middle, even though this soup had been left to sit in the refrigerator overnight, it wasn’t enough. Stir that ice chunk around, let the soup do some of the work. Of course it isn’t enough lunch, just soup, and now that I’m back in class in the evenings it’s time to re-introduce the buttered roll into my diet anyway. I ate and read about Mitt’s tax returns. Jesus Christ what a terrible world.
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October 30, 2011
Eggs, bacon, pigs in blankets, and donuts
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October 21, 2011
I met A. downtown for our quarterly brunch. In the last year or so we’ve expanded our repertoire of regular places to two, and we met at the second one. Technically it was breakfast, but late enough that it straddled lunch, one of those categorical questions I mulled on the train back over the bridge to campus for a meeting. I preferred tossing that one back and forth to the other burning question: Is that a dead man or is he sleeping and what will I do if it’s the former. Thank god he shuddered a little, moved his foot.
September 2, 2011
Chicken strips, fries, and cake
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C. and I picked up the rental car, where else to get lunch but the Red Hook Ikea?
August 25, 2011
Rain, canceled lunch date, union update about the contract proposal (guess what: times are tough for organized labor), nothing but damp chicken salad sandwiches left in the refrigerator case, I’m eating a cello-wrapped corn muffin and a yogurt and feeling pretty much like this.
May 2, 2011
If I like sandwiches so much, why don’t I just pack them from home? So I ate my cheese sandwich from home in the meeting during which I ran unopposed and was unanimously elected to the committee co-chairmanship soon to be vacated by B. As a parting shot, she suggested the brilliant idea of offering some kind of study-time-food-treat a la midnight breakfast in the library next week. We’re just going to give out donuts and coffee, no energy for eggs and sausage. I thought I’d cement my co-chairmanship goodwill by offering up a fun and catchy name for our donut giveaway, but Frosted Finals Frenzy! was unanimously received as a lead balloon. Seriously, it was like all the sound was sucked out of the room.
April 22, 2011
James Elmborg is one of maybe three people writing in the field today who makes me feel like I might have a home in the library profession. He is so smart and unafraid of big ideas. So I was glad to eat a sandwich and drink a pint with him and some of my favorite local librarians in a dark midtown bar. When we left I shook his hand, told him how much I value his work. I really do. How often do we get to feel at home in our work? He ordered the same beer I ordered. Gotta be a good sign for my future.
April 6, 2010
Spicy chickpeas over rice redux
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I ate in my cloffice and read through the school paper, now available for lifelike electronic paging-through on the Internet. I concur with our style correspondent that animal-print leggings have no place on an urban campus in the style center of the world, and I mostly agree with our film reviewer about Shutter Island, though I draw the line at calling Leo’s performance Oscar-worthy. I was working with a student yesterday on a project about women in hip-hop and we uncovered articles by the guy who edited my old school paper. I bet the same will happen to friends of Jamela Jefferson in ten years, this write-for-the-college-paper-and-then-blow-up story being at least some of the time actually true.
April 1, 2010
Veggie sandwich, plus chips
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Day’s so beautiful, so pow! with its magnolias bursting and the abundant sunshine hot on my face that not even the fact of my Quizno’s sandwich, or its dripping of honey mustard down the front of my shirt, could spoil it.
March 27, 2010
If C. and A. and I had been eating lunch in Amsterdam, we would have called them wafels. But as we were in Brooklyn, these were solid old fashioned U.S. of A. waffles, except that the bacon was Canadian. (Not surprising, as A. is a notorious maple-chaser.) Anyway, we ate and I told stories about my trip and heard stories about everything that happened in the five days I was gone (a surprising amount of stuff, actually) and we tried De Ruijter Chocoladehagel Puur on waffle (so good; requires buttering) and I felt really, really tired. Maybe we’re not supposed to traverse so many miles in such a condensed amount of time.
