Wow. I suck at writing blogs on a regular basis. If there are any people out there who check this blog every so often and say "man, Mike doesn't write on his blog often enough," well, I'm sorry. I did notice this the other day, though:
I was making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and I put the jelly on first. And as I was doing this, I thought to myself, "Hmm, I'm putting the jelly on first. That's weird. I think usually I put the peanut butter on first." Now, the peanut butter and jelly sandwich is one of my all time favorite foods. It's easy to make, and it tastes f-ing fantastic. No question about it. Its not a full meal, but for a snack--or if you didn't get full from your real meal--it is just perfect. Point is, I've made my fair share of PB&Js. And as I continued to think about my PB&J-making habits, I realized that I always put the PB on before the J. I bet that this sandwich I made the other day with the jelly on first was the first I made that way in like 10 years probably. Who knows. It could be the first ever for me. The question is, why? Why did I break away from this stead-fast routine of putting the peanut butter on first? I have absolutely no idea. In any case, I like my routine, and have since gone back to putting the peanut butter on first.
In case you are wondering, some of my other favorite foods include pizza and cereal (specifically Cinnamon Life, Life, Honey Bunches of Oats, Corn Chex, Rice Chex, Frosted Flakes, and Honney Nut Cheerios). There you have it. Pizza, cereal, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are some of my top foods. Sounds pretty childish, no? Well F that. They all are easy to make (or buy, in pizza's case), and taste f-ing amazing. There is absolutely no substitute for breakfast on a daily basis for a couple bowls of cereal. I already went over PB&Js. And I honestly think if I was on death row, I might choose a couple of slices of Koronet's Pizza for my last meal. Koronet Pizza is a pizza place right by where I live. It's known for the size of the slice it gives you, but it is also just really good pizza. A slice is $2.75, plus a dollar more if you want a topping. Sounds expensive, right? Wrong. This is the biggest slice of pizza ever. Slices are estimated at 90 square inches (an 8.5x11 inch piece of paper is 93.5 square inches). What's a shame is that when I first got here, I could barely finish a slice. Now, I feel as if I could put down two. This built up immunity has already affected some of my friends. But that's why if I was on death row, it would have to be two slices.
I also enjoy a good steak. I might choose that as my last meal. Quesadillas are pretty dam good too. Get some chicken or steak in there, with onions, peppers, and multiple kinds of cheese....ooo wee.
If you would care to discuss your favorite foods, favorite cereals, pizza, or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, I would be more than happy.
1 comment:
If I was stuck in one supermarket aisle for the rest of my life, I would have to pick the cereal aisle. Honey Bunches of Oats (HBOs as I call them) are the FUCKING SHIT!!!
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