Gung hay fat choy
Happy Chinese New Year! I have always considered it vaguely odd that using knives and scissors is unlucky, yet eating oranges is lucky. I mean, you need one for the other. I have always hoped that by using the knife to peel the orange, that I was somehow canceling out the bad luck.
A couple people have asked me if I took the bribery ham. The answer is yes. But only after I had called up my boss, who was in New York for the day, and asked if he wanted me to leave it on his desk or something. After some mildly disjointed communication back-and-forths where neither of us was quite sure we were hearing the other properly--
("Really? A ham?"
"Yes, sir."
"You said ham? I'm not hearing you wrong?"
"Yes, sir. A ham. Honeybaked."
"Wow."
"I know, sir.")
--he laughed for about five minutes, and told me to take it home. Of course, I couldn't eat the damn thing because it was Ash Wednesday, and meat was a no-go. A BRIBE HAM OF IRONY.
This actually brings me to my next point. My father, in a blaze of martyrdom, has decided to give up meat for Lent. My mother jumped right on this bandwagon, because she thinks it'll help his health a lot. I agree, but I am a lot more reluctant to be included on the bandwagon, and am, in fact, clinging desperately to the doorway, trying not to be dragged on. I like meat. My whole family loves meat.
However, I'm willing to at least try to cook meatless things for him. Sadly, I am lacking in vegetarian recipes. However, we'll allow fish and eggs. Rec unto me with your favorites! Pastas and risottos are always a big hit. Dishes featuring cheese or mushrooms as ingredients are also loved.
Also, still giving out meme questions in the last entry. Huh. This feels like a lightweight entry. We'll have something better next time.
A couple people have asked me if I took the bribery ham. The answer is yes. But only after I had called up my boss, who was in New York for the day, and asked if he wanted me to leave it on his desk or something. After some mildly disjointed communication back-and-forths where neither of us was quite sure we were hearing the other properly--
("Really? A ham?"
"Yes, sir."
"You said ham? I'm not hearing you wrong?"
"Yes, sir. A ham. Honeybaked."
"Wow."
"I know, sir.")
--he laughed for about five minutes, and told me to take it home. Of course, I couldn't eat the damn thing because it was Ash Wednesday, and meat was a no-go. A BRIBE HAM OF IRONY.
This actually brings me to my next point. My father, in a blaze of martyrdom, has decided to give up meat for Lent. My mother jumped right on this bandwagon, because she thinks it'll help his health a lot. I agree, but I am a lot more reluctant to be included on the bandwagon, and am, in fact, clinging desperately to the doorway, trying not to be dragged on. I like meat. My whole family loves meat.
However, I'm willing to at least try to cook meatless things for him. Sadly, I am lacking in vegetarian recipes. However, we'll allow fish and eggs. Rec unto me with your favorites! Pastas and risottos are always a big hit. Dishes featuring cheese or mushrooms as ingredients are also loved.
Also, still giving out meme questions in the last entry. Huh. This feels like a lightweight entry. We'll have something better next time.