Easy recipe for Phoebe’s Asparasta:

• On toaster baking sheet, place one nitrate free sweet italian sausage, one green italian pepper (sliced) and a handful of sliced asparagus. Slather with jarred minced garlic, spray with olivio and sprinkle with sea salt.
• Broil for 7-10 minutes. While broiling, boiling whole grain linguini.
• Drain pasta. Toss pasta with broiled veggies, sundried tomato, and cheese.



• Impersonate Cthulhu.

I have a sneaking suspicion that this blog isn’t helping my job search any.

This is a typical sort of lunch I make for myself when I’m eating at home alone. There’s a salami sandwich on rye with onions, provolone, lettuce and mayonnaise, some Campbell’s soup, and a big cup of Kool-Aid. I drink Kool-Aid because it’s incredibly cheap; also, by buying the little 25 cent packages of unsweetened drink mix, I can add the sugar myself, thus avoiding the guilt of either soda (high fructose corn syrup) or diet soda (creepy chemicals), although I’m really not sure that artificial colors and white cane sugar are much better. Anyway, it’s cheap and tasty.

The salami on the sandwich is Hebrew National. When I was a kid, this was the only deli meat my Jewish grandparents would have in the house, only they bought the big log form; this is the pre-sliced kind. My grandfather would cut it up into little pieces and fry it with eggs in the morning (there was a scene in The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay where a Jewish father does the same thing for his son, and it made me cry). I would slice up the salami to make myself sandwiches on rye bread when I’d be over their house in the afternoons, and this sandwich is sort of a goyish version of that–onions were only really used for frying things at their house, and they would never, ever have mayonnaise or provolone cheese in their fridge.

When I’m home alone, I eat at the computer, or in front of the TV, or while reading a book. I wonder if this is true for everyone. This way, I still feel connected to the world. I don’t think anyone should eat in complete solitude.