The end of the celery stalk lined road, soon.
By: John Dunphy
I received an e-mail today from the lovely Sue Kirkland, who is part of Sustainable Lawrence, a group providing eco-tips in our print version. She was inspired by this silly experiment!
My husband and I have enjoyed your foray into vegetarian eating. We decided to try it, but fell off the vegetable wagon with a meatball tomato pie at DeLorenzo’s in Trenton. Oh well!
It’s a hard knock life. I spent Saturday evening at a Halloween costume party up north with my brother and his band, an affair which lasted well into the small hours. By 4 a.m., we wended our ways to one of my favorite 24 hour diners. And all I wanted, all I really, really wanted, was a burger – a greasy, fat laden, cheese covered hockey puck of bliss on a bun. Diners really do have the best ones. While I have joked this past month about my occasional yen for something either from a cow, a chicken, a pig or whatever hoofed, horned, tailed beast I could get my hands on, Saturday night’s late night, exhausted sit-down at the Middletown Diner was the first time I really, truly craved meat.
I ordered the Happy Waitress, an open-faced grilled cheese and tomato sandwich with bacon, sans the bacon. In effect, sans the ‘Happy.’ So, I ordered The Waitress. That doesn’t sound right.
Plans are in the works for varying meals on Nov. 1 and beyond. You know, I haven’t had a slow-cooked, Crock Pot Pot Roast in ages. Mmmm. Plus, I was watching Swedish chef Tina Nordstrom on PBS last night and they were running a Christmas Buffet episode with all of these different kinds of fish, a Christmas ham and homemade chocolates. While I could eat the chocolates now, I figured I’d still mention it because they looked so damn good.
On the menu today… kimchi, a slim-fast, some yogurt, a PB&J and a little bit of apartment hunting. Perhaps not all in one bite.