Tuesday, September 18, 2007

A Predicament

Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Say you get home from out of town at about 9:30pm. Whatever, it could be 8, it could be 11, it doesn't really matter. All that matters is that it's way past dinner time, it's late and you're really tired.

So you get home, fling off your jacket and put the stuff in your suitcase away and wander into the kitchen. Oh, but nothing lives in the fridge. Surprise! The Kitchen Gnomes did not sneak in while you were gone and refil the fridge with lasagna, or delicious baklava, or anything, really. Nothing in there is appealing, least of which the leftovers from before you yourself left, or the milk that went off while you were away.

So what does that bring us to? No freezer backups, no bread, no peanut butter. There's a box of KD and some margarine.

But it's 10:30 pm, and you know that if you eat a box of KD this close to bedtime that you will not be a happy camper.

But day-am! The last time you ate was at lunch! And airplanes don't have food anymore!

What to do? Go to bed hungry, or risk the orange-fuelled lucid nightmares?


RostockRose said...

Don't you live a three minute stagger from the OJ's?

Meg said...

Dude, OJ's is a classy joint, not the type you stagger in to order takeout, lookin' like you just got off a grossly packed and turbulent Air Canada flight.

But I do live terribly close to Chicken on the Way.

Lady Rose said...

Don't you have a freezer packed to the gills with borscht? What is a better late night snack than borscht?