9:29pm June 21, 2013

So my neighbor is still cooking my favorite food ever.

And today I was eating it with one hand, typing for Skype video chat with the other, then of course spitting it into the trash because my stomach no longer tolerates food.

Which fortunately Anne didn’t mind.

But the staff person OTOH has never seen me “eat” before , walks in, looks at the trash, and goes

OMG THAT LOOKS LIKE BARF

Which then sends me and Anne into giggles. I mean it’s not barf. It’s chewed food. But I figure I’d better warn staff in the future. I’ve been lucky so far too only fake eat around people who seemed to know better what to expect. Despite the humor factor, this woman had a stomach bug yesterday and if she hadn’t fully recovered I hate to think what that’d have done to her.

Meanwhile, I still get to taste wonderful food indefinitely. Because these spices stick around forever.

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