Wednesday, February 08, 2006
"You Don't Understand the Misery of My Miserableness!"
It's been a day of disappointments in MYL land. First, a bluesy blues-rocking Monz heads out to Gabe's for the Pro Jam backstage jamfest, only to find the stage blocked by choadas and to be forced to leave smelling of stale smokey stink. This sadness is reflected in today's lunch: footlong turkey from "the place" (Monz' mournful tone could not bring himself to say it), on hearty Italian bread with hot peppers.
Meanwhile, the Food Editor, having been inspired by one of his favorite bloggers, went to the store to find a good desert to bake. Hey, if it was yummy, he could send one to the Monz! After much time scanning the ailse, something called out to him. The package said everything he needed was included, though this seemed to be a lie because the package also said he would need three eggs and some water. But the purchase was made, the oven was preheated, the mixing bowl stood at the ready and...what's this?
NO FROSTING!!!
Crushed but not defeated, the FE did some research to determine what kind of frosting would be best. Cream cheese frosting! So he returned to the store, but there was none to be found! The best he could manage was some whipped vanilla. However, the FE knew well that Monz would not surrender to that good cake so easily, so he will venture to a suburban grocery this weekend where hopefully the selection will be better.
It's been a day of disappointments in MYL land. First, a bluesy blues-rocking Monz heads out to Gabe's for the Pro Jam backstage jamfest, only to find the stage blocked by choadas and to be forced to leave smelling of stale smokey stink. This sadness is reflected in today's lunch: footlong turkey from "the place" (Monz' mournful tone could not bring himself to say it), on hearty Italian bread with hot peppers.
Meanwhile, the Food Editor, having been inspired by one of his favorite bloggers, went to the store to find a good desert to bake. Hey, if it was yummy, he could send one to the Monz! After much time scanning the ailse, something called out to him. The package said everything he needed was included, though this seemed to be a lie because the package also said he would need three eggs and some water. But the purchase was made, the oven was preheated, the mixing bowl stood at the ready and...what's this?
NO FROSTING!!!
Crushed but not defeated, the FE did some research to determine what kind of frosting would be best. Cream cheese frosting! So he returned to the store, but there was none to be found! The best he could manage was some whipped vanilla. However, the FE knew well that Monz would not surrender to that good cake so easily, so he will venture to a suburban grocery this weekend where hopefully the selection will be better.
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