confessions of a husky boy: office donuts

I awoke this morning, late. Knowing full well that the potential for well balanced meals lay dormant in the kitchen, I headed out the door. [ For some regular readers, please do not consider this as a leitmotif. ] Blearily made it to work thinking that I’d walk to the corporation’s commissary for a bite to eat, scratching cardio and daily allotment of nitrates off the to-do list.

Silently typing away at my computer without my first cup of coffee, the boss comes in, after two weeks of leave with boxes of breakfast pastry. Now, I’m going to chalk this up to weariness but when there was nobody I took a peek at the boxes. Not having taken a donut in many a week, I felt justified. None of my top favorites were there, no buttermilk or sour cream, cruller, nor fruit filled. I settled for a lovely glazed yeast-risen donut. As I took the first bite, I savored the lovely sweetness — soft chew and smooth crumb. Grabbing a coffee from the suite’s coffee station, I promptly finished the donut, but had a sinking feeling that I’d be asleep from the sugar shock by 0900.Feeling dirty, I decided to write about this. The more shameful side-note of this story, is that I’m already half-way through a chocolate chip muffin as I type this line.

confessions of a husky boy: the slurpee

Not that many people know that Detroit is the largest consumer of the 7-11 Slurpee in America, third in line globally behind Winipeg, Manitoba and Calgary, Alberta. We really can’t explain it why we like sucking these things down all year ’round, but we just love the sugary semi-frozen concoction. There’s nothing more iconic than the Slurpee in the heat of summer… well other than enjoying the Slurpee in the dead of winter while trying not to spin out on the snowy streets of Detroit.

Happily very year on July 11th, 7-11 celebrates a “birthday”. SlashFood clued me in that that participating 7-11 stores are giving away three million of these frosty treats in special “Happy Birthday” 7.11oz cups.

confessions of a husky boy: ladies lunch

Today is a lazy Sunday. With no agenda, we took a drive along the lake shore, passed the tony homes of the boat-set, and streets with barely dressed people off to seek shelter in air conditioned buildings. Unfortunately, we did not find a quaint bistro serving strong coffee and pressed sandwiches where one can watch the waves come in without feeling the pressure of having to turn the table over to new customers, in other words loiter like eurotrash. With the idea of a light lunch in my head, we made our way over one of our favorite delis.

I was thinking… I want something that a health conscious modern woman of the 50s eat. I had my answer when I saw the chicken salad. What was described as a ‘delight’, I knew that this was the lunch for the crocheting, A-line skirt clad, sling-back hoofed woman inside me.

Sadly, the husky boy had to have his moment… and… uh… waffle fries ordered. Classy!

Fully sated, it was back into the car to take the long route home. Huge swathes of the highway were closed. Knowing full well that we didn’t need to eat any more… we stopped for soft serve. I had to have my standard… chocolate dipped in butterscotch served along side a quick thrust and parry with vader.

独立

Those who are in the know and live in a community with hard core Chinese people are in for a treat on national holidays. The traditional Chinese restaurant that we frequent does serve a round-eye menu, but for the most part, their offerings are what to be expected in a Beijing style restaurant. The weekdays see white collar workers and serve dishes that suit the American palate, but on weekends… dim sum is served. Being a weekday, and knowing that the restaurant was going to be open, but were pleasantly surprised that they were serving dim sum to a rather crowded dining room filled with Chinese people.

A propos to the cheaply manufactured goods bearing the stars and stripes, sweatshop scented fireworks, and well… practically anything fabricated — I felt good eating the steamed meatballs, spicy spareribs, bbq pork rice roll, fried taro root dumpling, spicy fried squid, curried baby cuttlefish, crispy duck with sweet carrot and daikon pickle, with green beans (healthy… but fried with bits of spicy pork). Though the staff’s homeland is thousands of miles away, locked in a Communist regime, I hope that they’re happy here… enjoying the freedom of Capitalism… on a national holiday.

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