Archive | February, 2010

Monday 2/15/10

15 Feb

Got the best email ever from G, real name C, earlier in the week with the subject line FREE FOOD (always a great sign):

tonight: you, me, max brenner chocolate fondues.  i have to review for work and will feel too weird eating fondue alone–figured you might be up for it.

G IS MY FAVORITE PERSON EVER THIS WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I was so honored G would pick me for a free food event, and I ran over to Max Brenner in Union Square right after work without eating lunch or dinner that day in preparation for the disturbingly amazing amount of chocolate, fruit and marshmallows that was about to fill my belly.  Keeping the food review in mind, we decided to go with the classic European Chocolate Fondue for two as well as the more nontraditional Banana Tempura Fondue.

This felt like Valentine’s on crack, and G was right — this probably would have seemed quite odd with one of his guy friends.  When the fondues came, we could sense others around us staring jealously yet disgustingly at the ridiculous amount of sugar that was overwhelming our table.  Here they are:

Classic European Chocolate Fondue

Banana Tempura Fondue

This was all really incred — high quality chocolate I’d say, and I think in our moment of excitement we made the huge mistake of finishing all of it… which led to G and me taking turns running to the restaurant bathroom to throw up from both ends of our body.

Valentine’s on crack didn’t end there.  I get to work on Friday morning and see a delicious looking Valentine’s cupcake on my desk and think to myself, “Oh wonderful, one of the gay guys in consumer…” then see an all staff email with subject line “Happy Valentine’s Day (Did you receive a golden kiss?)”

We wanted to say that we love working with you for so many reasons…
And, if you were one of the lucky, random people who received one of the ‘golden’ kisses or the chocolate hearts, bring it to my cubicle to claim your prize.
Have a great day and a fun long weekend!

How nice!  Too bad I didn’t get a ‘golden kiss.’  However, with my incredible food reputation at work, within minutes I had 4 team members coming to my desk with their cupcakes being like “Hey do you want mine, I’m not supposed to be eating this.”  Hooray for me!

Unfortunately I had the most awful cavity that I was in the process of getting fixed and currently had a half-drilled-off tooth in the back of my mouth with a completely exposed cavity waiting for a porcelain crown that was supposed to come within the next week.  After finishing one overwhelmingly sweet cupcake, I was experiencing the most excruciating pain I’d ever experienced in my mouth and had to say no to the other 4 cupcakes.  No hooray for me.

Sunday 2/7/10

7 Feb

In the spirit of the Super Bowl, I was super anti-poverexic today.  S had invited us over for his annual Super Bowl party, and I – GASP – kindly declined.  I don’t know what’s happening to me lately.  My usual self would have never done that.  But I just knew that Super Bowl watching would cut into my weekly 5-hour nap time on Sunday afternoons, and I couldn’t let that happen.  S’s party even promised an entire suckling pig from Chinatown, and even that couldn’t lure me out of my bed/couch.

Suckling Pig

So instead, roommates K/L/M and I decided to have our own little gluttonous “Super Bowl party” which just consisted of us continuously ordering goods from our own little Chinatown called Tasty King and throughout the day.  After waking up at our usual noon time, the roommates and I decided to splurge today and ordered lunch from Tasty King and Brick Lane, an incred Indian food restaurant we once discovered on our fav show Man v. Food, and I got lamb korma.

After finishing that meal at 1:30pm, I promptly fell back asleep into my weekly 5-hour Sunday nap and awoke at 6:30pm.  While roommate K and I objected, roommates L and M were set on watching the Super Bowl, so we decided to order Pinkberry and Mee Noodle to make ourselves feel better, which was the most we had ever spent on a single Sunday since living together.  We felt that if any time was a good time to splurge, it would be during the Super Bowl.

However, when our Mee Noodle order came, I discovered to my horror that my Mee Pum noodles over roast pork in soup WASN’T INCLUDED IN THE ORDER.  That, combined with the fact that I was already in a pissed off mood from the Tim Tebow anti-abortion commercial that we had all been yelling in our apt about how Tim Tebow should have been aborted for making that commercial, literally set me off into the biggest rage I had experienced since last week when one of my bills was wrong.  I literally screamed at the Asian lady from Mee Noodle for a good 10 minutes and demanded – and got – a free meal out of all this, which made me feel a little better.

I’m so full now that I think I won’t eat for the rest of the week.  I say this now, but after all those Super Bowl commercials, I will probably go get myself some Bud Light, Doritos and Cherry Dr. Pepper tomorrow.

Monday 2/1/10

1 Feb

LAST NIGHT WAS INCRED.  VERIZON IS THE BEST COMPANY IN THE WORLD.  When we moved apartments within Stuy Town in November, I was considered a “new Verizon customer” since I was signing onto Fios again at a new address, and we got a $150 PRE-PAID CARD FOR BECOMING A VERIZON CUSTOMER.  GASP!!!!!!!!!!  ❤ Verizon and their $150 prepaid cards and their 3-months-HBO/Cinemax-for-free deals!!!!!!!

The prepaid card was scheduled to arrive 3 months after we signed up for service, and the card finally arrived a week ago.  IT WAS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!!!!!!!!  Of course my roommates and I decided to use it immediately.  We made reservations at this restaurant Prune in the East Village that roommate L had been wanting to go to, and this is what we treated ourselves to.




OMG I had so many animal parts that night — the bone marrow was buttery deliciousness that just melted in my mouth, and the veal heart gave me strength and power like Maryann from True Blood.  The sea bass was incred but what I really should have gotten was the duck that roommates L and K got that was literally plump perfection.  It was the best tasting duck I had ever gotten a bite of, and this was the first time I had ever witnessed K finishing her entire plate (dammit).

Thanks to Verizon I had the best meal I’d had since J’s wedding.