Posts Tagged ‘Starbucks’


When I have to go in to work, I am usually done right around noon, so I inevitably spend the entire train ride home thinking about what I’m going to eat for lunch. This means that by the time I walk in my apartment door, I’ve been thinking about food for a good 45 minutes, and as a result I’m starving, even if I had a bag of peanut M&Ms at 10am. Which, for the record, I didn’t. But things like this have been known to happen in the past. Before the blog, when I could rest assured that they would stay my little secret.

Anyway, today I remembered that I had a box of those Gardenburger riblets in the freezer, my new favorite thing. Then I remembered how much I used to like barbeque chicken pizza. And then I remembered the pizza I made out of that rectangular wrap on Sunday for lunch. Can you see where I’m going with this?

It was amazing. Seriously. I want to eat another one right now. I had some tomatoes and cucumbers with it, too, for some vegetables, and also some grapes that I didn’t photograph. Those grapes always seem to avoid the camera for some reason.

Oh, and this morning, a grande skim misto:

Tonight I’m going to this event with a friend of mine, so I’m meeting her for dinner first and I probably won’t get to post everything until tomorrow morning.


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I got a tall mocha light frappuccino from Starbucks this afternoon:


Afterwards, I decided that it would sound good to say that I got this in celebration of the first day of Spring.  But I really got it because I wanted a chocolate milkshake and this is at least a little bit healthier.  At least I didn’t get one of these:


I always wonder about these people, or those guys who sell the churros.  I mean, did she make this cotton candy in her apartment?  Does she have a cotton candy machine?   Is she going to sue me for posting her picture online?  Probably not, I don’t have nearly enough readers.  Or enough money, for that matter.

Luckily I don’t like spun sugar and don’t eat things that were made in strangers’ living rooms, so I was not tempted by this at all.  Instead, I came home and had an apple with peanut butter:


As you can see, Jack was intrigued.  He hasn’t gotten any food off either of our plates in his life, but for some reason he still holds out hope that it might be his lucky day.

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