Tuesday, July 13, 2010

What Poverty Makes One Do

Have you ever seen the Disney classic Aladdin?

Not exactly the story of my life or anything, but he did some crazy things to feed Abu and himself. Probably some psycho food combinations like hummus and mango covered with some gross Arabic poverty sauce or something like that.

My lunch is somewhat similar becuase my husband and I haven't been foraging around at Smith's Marketplace, for a week or so, and our account is a little.. shall we say... like a lowly streetrat.

I'm down to my last tapioca pudding, my broccoli is wilty (yet still edible with some sharp cheddar cheese) and although I am grateful for the lunch, I'm thinking "Man, I wish I had some (insert delicious food here) for lunch today.

The little monkey on my shoulder is telling me to just indulge and eat chocolate for lunch, since I work in a factory, but I can't. I mean it's way too expensive to eat healthy food, and the chocolate is free, but I'm actually full and I haven't even touched my tapioca yet. (That's what she said).

Oh wait, it's been touched. I should probably Tweet that.

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