Lunch

I used to work at a place where neither company nor some supervisors would front a couple of bucks to satisfy their employees and comrades with a fucking meal or snack during meetings.  You can't drop $20 for a box of cookies or cupcakes for a 4:00PM meeting on a Friday?  Damn.

Then I switched jobs, for other reasons, and got slammed with crazy amounts of good food on the regular.  Do you know what that does for morale?  And my gut?

ONLY GOOD THINGS.

Lunch time on the UWS

With a new job, comes a new office, a brand new part of New York, and most importantly, a billion more lunch options - like Korilla, which I can frequent every Monday if I wanted, based off their current schedule.

I've been to Korilla, a Korean food truck, three times now and have only ever gotten the chosun bowl, with either bulgogi or tofu.  They do burritos and tacos, and I've had Korean tacos before at the Kimchi Taco Truck, but Korean burritos sound kind of gross as fuck to me.  Maybe because I hate cheese most of the time, and the thought of all this goodness wrapped in a flour tortilla makes me want to yack a little.  I'll stick with my bowl, thank you very much.  The rice has been so/so all three times (slightly too undercooked), and they don't have chopsticks (?!), but overall, thumbs up.  Their tofu was delicious, and I particularly like the cucumber kimchi.

What is pictured above is the chosun bowl with bulgogi, white rice, different kimchis, cucumber, topped with "Korean hot sauce" which tastes like less thick version of gochuchang but still crazy spicy. Give me kimchi or give me death. Five hours later and my mouth is still tingling a little.

Also, when people ask, "what is kimchi?" or say "I don't want anything spicy," they should just be directed to a fucking Applebee's.  The food should be fermented, salty, tangy and SPICY.  Your ass should be sweating while you enjoy your meal - sweating from the straight up HEAT.

Lunch: Opposites Attract

(Our sandwiches were both on sesame topped kaiser rolls, but his was shredded turkey in bottled barbecue sauce and mine was plain, a teeny bit of mustard, and half a shredded zucchini)

P.S. Feta

That orzo salad with feta, zucchini, radish and shredded turkey I made for lunch today?  Pretty delish, except cheese still sort of repulses me.

I had to break the crumbly feta into morsels even smaller than the orzo to fully enjoy it.  And then I did.

Lunchtime

Last year, Adam and I were gifted a twenty two pound turkey and an eight pound turkey breast.  I finally got around to cooking the turkey breast in the slow cooker this weekend.  I had half a Lipton's onion soup mix packet in the pantry, so I mixed that with some salt, pepper and paprika and rubbed the turkey breast and let it six for six or seven hours.  Ding!  I shredded half of it to make enchiladas for dinner and was undecided on the rest.

Until I decided I would throw some in the orzo salad with zucchini and Feta (a variation of Real Simple's) that I had made for tomorrow's lunch.   There is something about the texture and shape of orzo that I have always loved.