The curse of the mall sales

I will never go (or even be in the immediate) vicinity of a freaking mall sale--EVER in my life. Take stock of that claim because I intend to honor it. I had to meet my best friend and our best guy friend from college yesterday. The reason for the meeting was two things: a) best …

Waiter, there’s a baby cockroach walking in my pasta…

I used to balk at the idea of finding something in my food. You know the usual horror stories or urban legends dealing with food: a half-cooked rat in a bucket of chicken (euuuw, i know), cockroaches in pasta take-out, a boiled lizard in a bowl of soup. Horror stories that can make you lose …

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