I'm going just a little bit crazy. I can't pinpoint where this feeling of going crazy stems from exactly. It could be any number of things.
It could be that my diet today consisted of a Subway footlong (split with my grandma) and frozen Chinese dumplings from 99 Ranch (eaten alone). Oh, and one measly little xiaolongbao that I had during my tour at Din Tai Fung today.
It also could be that half of the tour guests walked off without leave tips. I swung it out of the ballpark last week. What did I do wrong this week? And even if I sucked at being a tour guide (which I know I do not), they could leave a tip because the Din Tai Fung xiaolongbao made them happy, right? Food service industry peeps, I feel ya.
Revelation. Maybe I don't mind the tips part as much as I mind that I just spent $400 to fix my broken windshield (and that my tips were supposed to help cover this payment.) Oh, the hazards of driving 100+ miles a day to/from work on the 101-134-210... Damn you, LA freeways. Damn you and your random flying debris.
Wait. Or... it could be that I'm reading all the posts from The Girl Who Ate Everything... starting with her first few posts from November 2004. This girl's slight insanity (I would like to meet this girl one day) is fun to read, but I honestly think it's getting to my head. I feel a little twitch in my neck right now.
I went to a coffee shop today to blog about my first experience with Afghan food when I visited San Francisco last month... the internet shut down five minutes after I arrived. Even if the internet had been working, I don't think I could get myself to write about the delicious Afghan food after losing inspiration from my Subway footlong half. Get Jared and the $5 footlong jingle outta my head, please. Noooow.
Gah. I'm losing my mind. Help me. I need haemul pajeon. Foie gras. Uni. Pork belly and kimchi. Hell, bring on the cabeza tacos. Even a freakin' bowl of ramen sounds good right now.
In-n-Out? Will this help? It'll have to do for now. I will not let Subway footlong and frozen dumplings be the day's menu. BABY I LIKE IT. Enrique, get the hell out.
ML - 20100814