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I bought this today downtown: Sweet apple bubble tea, with no milk, and with dark tapioca and unnatural gummi-like apple ‘things’ in the bottom. Andi took a photo.
I find this drink disturbing. I’d never had bubble tea before. I knew exactly what I was getting to. The apple tea itself? Delicious. I’d drink it again. At the same time I’m drinking it from a straw with the width and girth of a candy bar, and these jelly-like little creatures are slurping up into my throat and brain stem with every taste. I worked on it for a long bus ride, and then had to ditch it halfway through. I don’t know how I feel about eating my tea, but I wonder if that’s weird because I love tapioca pudding.
I’m trying, but I can’t think of a single food or drink before that I didn’t like because of the experience of eating it, but not for it’s flavor.
A lampshade made of bacon.
Happy Halloween. Scared corn, from Serious Eats:
Can Sushi Cat defeat Spaghetti Cat?
Sushi:
Spaghetti:
If you don’t know what Spaghetti Cat is, spread the word. We saw it first on The Soup, which we’re addicted to:
Spaghetti Cat would not leave, however:
My favorite music venue in Seattle
Originally uploaded by joeszilagyi
I love going to shows here. The only thing that stinks a bit about it is that it’s a bit pricey, so we don’t go too often. The sound, the ambience, the food (from it’s restaurant, Wild Ginger)… It’s down on 3rd & Union.
Sent from my mobile phone.
We have a local grocery store chain here in Seattle, called Thriftway (I assume they’re local; I’ve never seen them elsewhere). Like all of these chains these days, they have a fairly decent lunch counter with pre-made sandwiches, and hot soups. We’ve both gotten to really like these little baguette sandwiches, with ham and brie cheese, that are pretty cheap. That’s all the sandwich is–usually honeyed ham, some brie, some bread. They’re amazingly tasty and filling. Well, yesterday I go to Thriftway to get us lunch. As I’m standing in the checkout line, the cashier and I both sort of caught a whiff of… something. Was it a rotten scent? We couldn’t quite place it, and it seemed to disperse.
Literally, at the same time, we noticed it. We looked around, couldn’t spot it, and went on with our business when it faded. In the parking lot, putting the bags of groceries in the trunk, I smelled it again, and looked around, but couldn’t place it. I figured some animal had died somewhere nearby. Perhaps on the roof of the store? I shrugged and drove home. When I got back inside, and set out our lunch on the coffee table, to try to catch up on our growing Tivo archive while we ate, I smelled it again.
“Honey, do you smell that?” I asked Andi.
“Did you step in something? Check your shoes,” she said, wrinkling her nose. My shoes were clean.
I looked around, at the door, at Mojo, our cat, who stared back at me in confusion. The smell then faded. I unwrapped the sandwich and took a small bite, and started working on my soup–I’m a weirdo, and usually eat a sandwich or cheeseburger last, always eating my side salad, French fries, soup, or whatever else is at hand first. The smell immediately hit us both again, and Andi unwrapped her sandwich–they were the source of the horrible stench. I figure it was the brie somehow, that went bad, but the sandwiches were date-stamped for the day I bought them. I don’t think I’ve ever had a stinky sandwich before. We pitched them both in the garbage.
The soup was good, though.
Why do I suspect I’ll be looking down from up on the Space Needle today? Also, I have a craving for Lockspot. It’s peanut butter and jelly Hefeveizen and fried fish time!
The Seattle Cheese Festival is this weekend. God help my colon, but I’m going this year.
After seeing the play, we did wander to Beth’s last night…
Beth’s is fun.
Much coffee was drank (by me anyway).
I braved a fearsome six egg omelette with bacon and swiss cheese. I think I managed to eat about 5/6.
The chicken spawn won this round.
What should I eat?
…but I have a stomach full of nice sausage, rice, and beans. And
The whole office STINKS of bacon. Smells like someone just cooked ten pounds of it outside our window. Now I want some…
Going out maybe. Blech. I look like a scrub, I haven’t shaved in days. We are bloated on Crack in the Box.
I think we’re getting Jack In The Box for dinner. Yum.
My first coffee subscription delivery has arrived! Be afeared, oh yes.
For those not in the know or unlucky enough by geography to not know, go here. They are probably the only corporate brand I actually “I LOVE YOU” for. They’re just that tasty.
- Today, Dunkin’ Donuts is America’s largest retailer of coffee-by-the-cup, serving nearly 1 billion cups of brewed coffee each year.
- On an average day, Dunkin’ Donuts sells more than 30 cups of freshly brewed coffee each second.
I’ll bet you that about 90% of that is just in New England. All of us there or from there that I know that drink coffee are just stupid for this stuff. I think they must drug it to make us obediant.
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How did I not notice this before? Why did I not look?!
Oh yeah, baby. Oh yeah. A slice of heaven from home. OH YES.
