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The other day at lunch, I was sitting around in the MBA lounge (a common room w/kitchen) talking to some of my female classmates. Someone said that since the weather has gotten colder, they cooked a big pot of chili the other night. I concurred that chili was great cold-weather food and that I’d make frito pies for dinner if I had chili at home. They kind of looked at my strangely and asked “what’s a frito pie?” After I told them, they said that it sounded like I mixed the chips in with the dip. I guess it’s like that but I was just surprised that no one, not even someone from Atlanta, had ever heard of a frito pie.

I ran across these a few weeks ago. Miles and Nick explain why a kitty’s life is so hard.

The perfect I’m-too-lazy-even-to-drive-to-Wendy’s and I-have-cool-snacks-in-the-fridge-for-once dinner.

sliced asian pears
sliced hachiya persimmon
double gloucester-with-stilton cheese
mixed grain crackers
a bottle of David Bruce 2002 Santa Cruz Mountains Pinot Noir

Mmmm…yummy.

My first Statistics class was last night. Believe it or not, I’m excited about it. The people seem really nice and competent and the prof is not on any sort of ego trip. The bad thing is that it runs from 6-9:30pm on Mondays. That means it runs during my regular dinner time. Sure, I can have a snack, but name a snack that satisfies for over 3 hours and is not heavy enough to send me into a food coma if I sit down for more than 10 minutes.

Anyway…..

This is how my thought process went during the last hour of class: “that girl sitting over there looks like the wife of a friend of mine. I remember hanging out with them. One time, we went to a really good pancake place. Mmmm pannncakes…..”