My lunch on Tuesday was a frozen (well…I microwaved it before I ate it…) Hot Pockets panini.*\u00a0 What’s my excuse?\u00a0 Turns out my wallet was at home, precluding my ability to go food shopping after work.\u00a0 At any rate, it was fairly edible, if you like that sort of thing.\u00a0 I’m really not picky about what I eat in practice, though I like to complain a lot about it.<\/p>\n
At any rate, I have plans to go create something else for lunch for tomorrow before the day is out.\u00a0 I don’t like cooking for just myself…or an ambivalent audience.\u00a0 But I need to get over that.<\/p>\n
Okay, I’m done whining now.\u00a0 For real.\u00a0 Because despite my occasional cooking and writing block, its wonderful to be part of conversations that could involve an “epic internetborne foodsplosion,” as mentioned in this mental_floss post<\/a> about the fact that everyone in food blogger land is writing about bacon (except me, of course).\u00a0 Mostly, I just couldn’t resist working that phrase into this entry.<\/p>\n *Apparently, Americans are all wrong and the correct singlular word for such a sandwich is a panino<\/em>, panini is plural.\u00a0 At least, that’s what my uncle told me, and Wikipedia<\/a> backs me up, so it must be true.<\/p>\n