You may recall that when Adam went away last summer, I seized the opportunity to dine on canned ham, a processed meat product that had been a childhood favorite of mine.
This week, it was hot dogs -- or tube steaks, as my brother affectionately calls them. Only, this time, I at least sussed out an organic version: all-beef franks free of nitrites and made in nearby Quebec.
With some all-natural ketchup and a salad, this was a meal so effortlessly perfect that it left me wondering if I could eat it at work this fall. Or will the parfum of microwaved hot dogs be too juvenile and too repulsive for my good government colleagues to handle?
4 comments:
Oooo! You got the job! That's so awesome.
I'm really happy for you and for your organic hot dog find.
Yeah, I got a job starting in the fall. But I just interviewed for a summer position too. I hope I get it.
Wow, you got the job! Congrats!!! (Although I am not surprised!)
Microwaving hot dogs in an office generally won't win you any popularity contests--nor will cooking fish, not that we have to worry about that with you.
"face to face" totally sounds like the beginning of a racey scene from a movie...
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