Today I’m having a really shitty day. I won’t go into details, but suffice it to say that my job sometimes gets really crazy. I was at work last night until midnight, and today has been extremely unpleasant so far—and it’s not even 1pm. It’s good that it’s Friday, at least, but as Fridays go, this one blows.
One of my esteemed colleagues, however, just saved me from a dreary, miserable afternoon: she asked if I wanted to order Chinese food for lunch. And suddenly I could feel all the serotonin and dopamine receptors in my brain go bananas. Chinese food!! Oh BOY!!!
I’m obviously an addict because just the idea of Chinese food is enough to make me happy. Forget the sugarplums—I usually have visions of egg rolls, wonton soup, fried rice, lo mein, chicken & broccoli, dumplings, pork buns, scallion pancakes, and cold sesame noodles dancing through my head.
Don’t get me wrong—I love ice cream, cookies, chocolate, potato chips, etc, as much as the next person. But there’s something about Chinese food that’s just so indulgent and so comforting. And so greasy and salty and delicious!
We haven’t even placed the order yet but I feel better already.
What foods make you feel better? Please do tell!
I like hamburgers. And sundaes. And seafood.
And stuff.
Yes you do.
Dear Mme Weebles,
Cumberland sausages.
Love Dotty xxx
Dear Dotty,
I suppose that shouldn’t surprise me.
xoxo Mme Weebles