Showing posts with label Run DMC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Run DMC. Show all posts

Saturday, August 31, 2019

Not Bad Meaning Bad But Bad Meaning Good

Staff Cafeteria Chicken and Waffles, with wedges of watermelon side. 

Bad good food is especially tasty when you least expect it.  And the last place I'd expect something fun lately is our staff cafeteria at work.  They had violations for everything under the sun, and had to close down operations but they have to provide food, so they rigged up some long-term temporary-looking heating units.  Since then they've warmed up those damn Swedish meatballs so many days in a row I have to remind myself I'm not in prison.  Thank goodness we get corporate visitors here and there.  Miraculously when we do, they figure a way to dish out fresh, interesting lunches. Like this fried chicken and waffles with watermelon wedges on the side.  The big wigs must have eaten early though because by the time I got to the line the waffles were cold, the syrup was no longer heated and the butter was gone.  But it was still delicious in the middle of a midweek work day. 

Thursday, June 14, 2018

It's Tricky to Rock a Rhyme That's Right On Time

When it's nothing new for dinner, I work on my plating.  I like the vegetable side choice here that you just slide over and add to each bite of sausage and corn meal mash.  An assembly line to your mouth.  It's not easy to be creative all the time, especially with the same ingredients.
Selfie optical illusion.  Looks like the picture is taken from the back.

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Hard Times

Habana to Go Chicken and Steak Tacos.  
I made a side of leftover brown rice and beans to complete the meal. 
These are not the best tacos, nor are they even that good but isn't it strange how you can be satisfied with just the visual sometimes and some vague semblance of the right tastes?  Plus they are on the corner. Desperate times.