About once a month for about a day or maybe two if I'm lucky I wake up with clear thoughts and I can actually articulate them and function like a normal human being. Today I stood up to my young boss when he asked me to take on yet another big project with yet again, no extra compensation. Not only that but had the nerve to ask while also telling me that I would not be getting a merit raise again this year even though he 'really, really thinks I'm super super great and wishes he had a hundred more like me', to quote him. Hmmm. Okay. So I was able to let him know that although I really, really like working there too and I know they'd never try to take advantage of the already over-taxed coworkers by falsely blaming the current economic situation on why they're not giving merit raises while still expecting '110%' and being the #1 store in the country.... basically, give me some more money kid or it ain't happening. We'll see what happens. He said he's digesting my thoughts and he'd need a few days. As long as I don't get fired, I'm okay. I said my peace and it feels gooooooood.
I got on my high horse and road directly home. So what goes better with self righteousness than... ravioli! I started right away to make that recipe I had mentioned earlier this week using the leftover ground pork and won ton wrappers from the steamed dumplings. I learned this easy trick in SF, where Chinatown is butted up to Little Italy, just like here in NY. Instead of a cream sauce I opted to go for a healthier basil pesto with walnuts using only chicken stock, no olive oil. I topped them with freshly ground and seasoned bread crumbs instead of Parmesan. I served them with the last of the chicken cacciatore.... And it too was gooooooooood!
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