A blog that used to chronicle my Philadelphia eating life, then life working on a sheep farm in the PNW, and now life in rural Virginia.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Work Salad
Early last week I made a big amount of my fave salad to eat throughout the week. Here is the salad, with half an avocado chopped up and thrown in, in a work environment.
I still have yet to have my first. I feel like it's one of those things I'd prefer not to do alone (along with most everything else). My friend L. and her friend F. mentioned that for months they went and had cheesesteaks every Sunday morning, they called it 'church'. I keep on waiting for them to find their faith and try to convert me...but if that doesn't happen soon I'll just suck it up and do it myself. :)
Ah, if only it were as simple as inviting someone. If that's all it took to get people to do what I want there are sooooo many invitations I'd like to be offering.
Dear World,
I'd like to invite you to stop being a dumbass.
Dear Brad Pitt,
You have enough babies with Angelina Jolie, I invite you to have some with me.
Dear all restaurants in Philadelphia,
I invite you to let me eat for free for the rest of my life.
Early last week I made a big amount of my fave salad to eat throughout the week. Here is the salad, with half an avocado chopped up and thrown in, in a work environment.
4 comments:
this makes my stomach growl, i love chopped salads, all yr food photos are mouthwatering, have you had a philly cheesesteak lately?
I still have yet to have my first. I feel like it's one of those things I'd prefer not to do alone (along with most everything else). My friend L. and her friend F. mentioned that for months they went and had cheesesteaks every Sunday morning, they called it 'church'. I keep on waiting for them to find their faith and try to convert me...but if that doesn't happen soon I'll just suck it up and do it myself. :)
You should just invite them to go to Tony Lukes or I hear John's roast pork has good ones, but never been.
you need to try Pat's and Geno's just because, but they are both gross and packed with tourists.
Ah, if only it were as simple as inviting someone. If that's all it took to get people to do what I want there are sooooo many invitations I'd like to be offering.
Dear World,
I'd like to invite you to stop being a dumbass.
Dear Brad Pitt,
You have enough babies with Angelina Jolie, I invite you to have some with me.
Dear all restaurants in Philadelphia,
I invite you to let me eat for free for the rest of my life.
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