Showing posts with label Nom Noms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nom Noms. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Lasagna: Now With More Carbs

Naturally, this happens when I leave the UK.

It just came out that food giant Tescos has just started making lasagna sandwiches for their premade food section. Now I don't know how good this would be cold, but you guys! I mean, this is a Friday night drunk food miracle for kids at uni all throughout the UK! I'm mad jealous right now.

Friday, April 2, 2010

And Dennnnnnnnnnnn?

So as Elise and I were sitting here ready for a chill Friday night as our roommates plus 12 others were pregaming for a bar of some sort. I had a drink myself to make them slightly less annoying (it didn't work). Out of nowhere, Elise has a Harold and Kumar food craving moment (Only without the pot).

"I really want Chinese food right now," said Elise.

Thus began the very difficult journey of finding decent Chinese food places that were open at 10:50 on Easter weekend in London. I gotta tell you, it's about as easy as finding a close by Catholic church in this city. Which is not easy.

We finally found a place that is open. But it's 20 minutes away in Putney, which means the delivery will take forever. And when we ordered the sweet and sour chicken, they asked us if we wanted the meal or sweet & sour chicken balls.

We ordered the balls, and I'm really hoping we don't get sweet and sour chicken testicles.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Death By Chocolate

And it didn't even happen at Hershey!

Apparently, a man in Camden at Cocoa Services Inc. fell into a vat of chocolate. He was putting solid chocolate into a melting vat but slipped and fell in, and apparently was shorter than the 8 foot deep vat.

He supposedly died instantly when the mixer of the chocolate smacked him in the head. And when his boys tried to turn off the mixer, he was already dead.

So if you live in the Camden area, check your chocolate bars for people.

Can you imagine when this guy gets to wherever he ends up? I want to see that conversation.

God: So Vincent Smith Jr., what brings you here to the pearly gates?
Vincent: Um, chocolate.
God: Overindulgence is a sin, you're going straight back to Hell.
Vincent: Wait! No! I fell into it, not ate it! I got hit by the mixer! I didn't even drown in chocolate!
God: Oh, my mistake. You'll be joining those guys from Boston in the corner. Be careful, they're sticky.