Mmm… butter!
I broke down and got this. Straus butter. Cost me an arm and a leg around here, but I had a serious hankering – nostalgia butter, is that a thing? Now what should I do with it?
The plague of no good delivery.
This is what I really wanted for dinner: the Shack Burger from Shake Shack.
I’ve now been in the house since Tuesday night. I haven’t been shopping, I haven’t left for air, I’ve barely even cracked a window. And worse — I haven’t managed to make it out to Trader Joes for samples, which, I usually can muster the energy for in any situation. In fact, I haven’t been eating much at home in my sickly state, which is pretty much the opposite of my usual infirm behaviors.
Tonight I pined for Shake Shack, but it seemed much too much of an ordeal to head over there. And then there was the delivery options, or lack of them.
After ruling out Shake Shack, I started craving Chinese delivery, Americanized takeout box style – crab Rangoon and dumplings and roasted pork, and hot and sour soup and moo shi, and scallion pancakes and something sticky and sugary and meaty, which is to say, nothing like I’d actually order when I head to a Chinese restaurant – mostly I like piles of Chinese greens, soups, and things decidedly healthier than I was going for tonight.
But the options around here, are limited. The handful of places had Yelp reviews so awful that I couldn’t turn a blind eye.
And then it started getting closer and closer to the witching hour – 9:40, 9:50, 10:00 – and suddenly we’d made it past the hour of decent places, and onto the 10 thousand reviews of the place that closes at 2 am – a barely 2 star establishment on Yelp, which is to say – not quite what I had in mind.
And then the clock kept ticking, and I thought, desperately, one more time: Shake Shack? It’s not too late for Shake Shack? And then I remembered that the house was warm, and I haven’t left since Tuesday… And I might as well just go to bed. So tonight, that’s what I’m going to do.
We can’t win them all.
Sick Day
Tonight I was looking through old photos, and came across this one – it’s the ceiling of the Mill Valley library. It’s a magical place, one that I’d stop by often on my way back from doing the Dipsea stairs (688 stairs in the woods whenever I felt like the hills of Noe Valley weren’t enough of a challenge). I’d curl up in the library with a book, read for hours, and then make the return trek to the city, just miles away, but a different world altogether.
I went through a silly phase where every photo I edited had to have rounded corners. Even worse was the polaroid filter and frame on all of my phone photos in 2009. Yikes.
I was sick today. It was a little startling – it’s been quite some time since I’ve felt this bad. It wasn’t a head cold (thank goodness), but general all-over-aching fatigue – knocking me out, and knocking me out hard. Last night I was asleep by 10, and after waking up briefly for a few minutes in the morning, I fell back asleep and didn’t move until well past noon. Clearly my body was telling me something. I spent a good part of the afternoon thinking that I’d rather be sitting by the fire with a mug of cocoa instead of sitting in a freezing house wrapped in multiple blankets. It might be time to invest in another portable heater.
Good Things:
Couldn’t bring myself to eat all afternoon, but dinner was the last of the award winning lamb from my freezer, dressed up in some tomato sauce with a little bit of the orzo I need to use up.
Watched the first episode of the show Boundless on the new Esquire network – documenting two guys running around the world and competing in some hardcore ultras. The first episode – actually their last challenge – is their shortest: a Half Ironman in Thailand. Suitably entertained! I also love this sentence from Simon’s bio: “When not testing the limits of his body, he’s a geologist who also runs an oatmeal company.” and this one from Turbo’s: “His favorite running partner is his dog Greta.” Curious yet?
Finally read some headline news articles after being curious about this Toronto mayor business I was hearing about. If you don’t know about the Toronto mayor business, well…. read, and prepare to have your mind blown. Marion Berry, anyone?
