A food story, a movie story, a love story, and a story-tall amount of happy

Jul14

A food story
Monday at lunchtime I did not feel like leaving the office, as I never feel like doing, so I hopped onto grubhub.com and put in my lunch order.

What I ordered:
Swiss with hot peppers

What I meant by my special instructions:
Banana peppers, sandwich peppers

What I technically said and therefore received, because this is New York City, so anything you say you want you can actually get, oops: A bunch of pieces of swiss cheese thrown together between white bread (dry) with bananas on it. As in, the fruit. I hate bananas. They are revolting to my taste buds. And they charged me $1.00 extra for the bananas but the delivery guy couldn’t read the slip and kept telling me it was $10 for the bananas. Yah, no. 100 is a dollar. That’s the last time I pre-tip for that particular establishment… I had a proper swiss cheese sandwich with sandwich topper peppers, mayo, and toasted bread for dinner. NUM!

A movie story
And for your viewing pleasure I present to you my review of the movie KNOW1NG (aka Knowing) starring Nicolas Cage, in less than a minute!

At the end I say something about spoiling the whole movie. I know, I know, my audio sucks. But my boobs are fantastic, so who cares?

A love story
Also, a piece of love advice from me and your favorite Dawg with an orange blog: It’s hard work to find true love, and even harder work to keep it. Be prepared! :) (<3-8 baby!)

A story-tall amount of happy
Happy bastille day, happy my-dad’s-birthday, happy (18th?!) anniversary to you-know-who-you-are!

13 thoughts on “A food story, a movie story, a love story, and a story-tall amount of happy”

  1. I know this is New York and anything goes, but what self-respecting cook puts bananas on a cheese sandwich?

    Now, I do like bananas, but bananas do not go with anything else. They don’t work with ice cream. Or cake. Or bread. Definitely not cheese.

  4. Bananas and peanut butter? Yes. Bananas and swiss cheese? NO.

    Mainly though I just can’t believe you paid six dollars for two slices of bread with cheese and bananas on it. Then again, they did deliver, right? So I suppose there is that.

  6. In defense of the Olympic Diner (I know that place!), I can see where this would be confusing. HOWEVER, a simple phone call could have clarified. Because who the fuck eats bananas on a grilled cheese sandwich?

    Of course it IS New York…

  7. Bananas?!!! GAH! Olympic diner fail. I mean seriously – I guess your sentence was confusing but fer craps’ sake!
    But at least you got some fruit. I guess.
    Also: best. movie. review. ever!

  9. I would have put “banana- or sandwich topper red-peppers” but no dashes are required there and those aren’t dash words. I should have put banana peppers. Actually I should have not even ordered on the web, I should have taken the time to WALK ACROSS THE STREET TO ORDER IT AND PICK IT UP. But a New York Minute is only 40 seconds and I’VE GOT SHIT TO DO, so I didn’t. And now I’ll be making my own cheese sammies with peppers, exactly to my order. Yip!

  12. WAH? This sandwich had no meat?

    You’re saying you ordered a sandwich and neither the implied configuration or the interpreted iteration was supposed to have delicious flesh on it?

    Well there’s your problem!

  13. There must be something wrong with my computer. I didn’t see any boobs. I did see a shirt, but well, let’s just say I was more than a little disappointed.

    Just wait for 2012. No, not the date. The movie.

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