Tonight's Dinner

 
I’m lazy. I admit it. I know it. It isn’t that I don’t like to cook, I just don’t want to. So, tonight I’m having an eclectic* dinner of beer, baby carrots, and later… popcorn. I’m only blogging about this less-than-spectacular dinner fare because of the carrots. I’ll explain in a minute.
 
I’m very happy with the beer. It is a Fuller’s Organic Honey Dew ("Refreshing Golden Beer") and although it is definitely NOT a Sleeman’s Honey Brown, it is a tasty beer.
 
The popcorn that I am going to go make in a moment was actually a present from a flatmate. I had asked where I could get the sort of popcorn one makes a mess of the stove with in this country, and she found some for me. I plan to make it soggy with the goodness of hot sauce.
 
The carrots. I don’t really like raw carrots. I like cooked carrots (I bet my moms is shaking her head as she reads this… when I was younger I hated cooked carrots. Now: yummy) but I’m not as big on the raw ones usually. I think it is because the big ones are a pain to cut up, and embarrassing to eat whole (as Brendan says about bananas… I never know where to look when I’m eating a big ole carrot either).  I hate those genetically mutated little wee carrots too. They frighten me and they are just plain wrong. And I know they are wrong because I always think that I’m choking on them when I’m eating them. It is as though they don’t want to go all the way into my stomach. Carrots should not possess the mental prowess to rebel against being fully digested. And I can eat 5000 of them and somehow feel flipping hungrier when I’m finished.
But these are special baby carrots. They are real carrots picked small – not the like those other freaky carrots that are given anti-growth serums to retard** their growth. They remind me of raiding my friend Trish’s garden when we were seven (except those carrots were better because we were "stealing" them and they got washed off with a garden hose). These carrots were grown especially for me by "Clive Evans" in Spain. I don’t know who Spanish Clive is… but grazie for the carrots, dude. The packaging further tells me that they are "for a variety of cooking uses or raw in salads". I’m not that dedicated: I just ate ’em. Right. From. The. Package. With beer.
 
The best part of the packaging though is this: "trimmed. young & tender". And oh, the jokes I would like to make about that! I’m not saying anything though and you can just imagine where my mind went with that one…
 
 
*I was so sure that I spelled that incorrectly that I looked it up. Twice.
** Heh heh.

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2 responses to “Tonight's Dinner

  1. And yet you did mis-spell it!

  2. I know. I\’m amazing.

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