Suer Scott McGillivary Current Assignee (The listed assignees may be inaccurate. Google has not performed a legal analysis and makes no representation as to the accuracy of the status listed.) Expired - Fee Related Application number US10/047,586 Other languages English ( en) I take it as a sign that perhaps my regular diet isn't so bad after all.- Google Patents US7258053B2 - Hot dog slicerĭownload PDF Info Publication number US7258053B2 US7258053B2 US10/047,586 US4758601A US7258053B2 US 7258053 B2 US7258053 B2 US 7258053B2 US 4758601 A US4758601 A US 4758601A US 7258053 B2 US7258053 B2 US 7258053B2 Authority US United States Prior art keywords blades food hollow body item food product Prior art date Legal status (The legal status is an assumption and is not a legal conclusion. I'm hungry, but I also feel vaguely sick. Perhaps relatedly, I'm beginning to feel like my body is made of wet clay. Taking inspiration from Nancy's hatred of exercise, I do not go for a run. The hot dog kind of masks the flavor, but I'm not impressed with Nancy's hot-dog preparation.Īt 4 p.m., to make up for my ice-cream failure, I eat an entire bag of Ghirardelli's dark-chocolate squares. However, I don't want to slack off after the ice-cream episode, so I slather it on. I swipe some Dijon mustard on and pop open the jar of relish, at which point I realize that I bought sweet relish, which tastes like cinnamon. I still don't know exactly how she cooks her dogs, but I prefer grilled, so I put one in the pan and toast a bun. I don't want to deal with the sugar crash before a block of meetings, so I make a hot dog, Nancy-style. Thus far, Nancy's diet hasn't done much to change my mind. Put a bag of salt-and-vinegar chips in front of me and I'll finish them all, but a pint of ice cream doesn't do much for me. I should take a moment to confess: I'm not a big sugar person. I make some alterations - I will sooner die than eat blue cheese, and I use shallots instead of scallions because I have one on hand - but it's a great salad: lemony, varied in texture and color, and hearty.Īt 2 p.m., however, I realize I forgot to eat the ice cream. I don't live in San Francisco and can't get a chopped salad from one of Nancy's favorite establishments, Rose's Café, so I use this recipe to make my own. Their one-syllable "hehs" are reminiscent of how you laugh when your friend's horrible boyfriend just told a lame joke. Later, when I'm drinking my lemon water, I tell two colleagues about the diet, explaining that it's for a stunt blog. Once again I find myself in the ninth circle of sugar hell soon after. (I also do this because when I tell my boss I'm not drinking coffee for an entire workweek, the look on her face suggests she regrets letting me write this story.) I feel much better!Īn hour later, in need of some energy to finish editing, I eat a bowl of ice cream. Reliable sources told me Pelosi occasionally indulged in an espresso - something later confirmed in a New York Times story - so I reason that a daily cup of tea is acceptable. I save the ice cream for later to avoid a massive sugar crash and start out with a cup of black tea instead. I make some adjustments based on yesterday's struggles. Instead, I eat more Annie's macaroni and cheese and chocolate cake and watch both Tom Brady and the Cowboys kicker debase themselves on national television. When I get home, I remember I had planned to cook risotto for dinner, but the first day of the diet has left me exhausted. We go to a dog bar where I admire lots of cute dogs but nurse a seltzer instead of a Narragansett. My research didn't identify the root of Nancy's chocolate obsession, but I reason that it's relatively harmless compared with her fellow modern-era speakers' chosen vices: John Boehner smoked two packs a day, Paul Ryan was a simp for CrossFit, and Kevin McCarthy regularly indulges in his humiliation fetish. I learn that Nancy was recently seen shopping at a CVS, so we walk to the nearest pharmacy to buy the missing grocery items, including Ghirardelli's dark-chocolate almond squares. If you look closely, you can see the life flooding back into my eyes. Account icon An icon in the shape of a person's head and shoulders.
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