Tomorrow night a bunch of people are coming over, some are from our onecommunity, some aren’t…it doesn’t matter. It’s going to be great because, in addition to bonding, meeting new people, etc, there will be a trip to Haji Baba’s, home of fine Middle Eastern cuisine. Sign me up…
I have to say, I’m slightly concerned. Each meal at Haji’s consists of a large portion of food. Even back in my wild days, before I lost lots of weight and could put the food away, a plate of Haji Baba’s chicken showerma pushed me to the limit. I think there’s some depleted uranium mixed into the chicken marinade because that stuff slams into my gut like a wrecking ball. I swear, I have to constantly tense my stomach muscles after the meal just to keep everything in order south of my neck. There are the few, inevitable burps where the meal is relived in vivid flashbacks. It’s not quite like vomiting because it’s not unpleasant and nothing comes up, but you can taste the meal again. It’s an uncanny after-effect. I shouldn’t say it’s not unpleasant…I’m sure it’s plenty unpleasant for those who have to smell the breath. Regurgitated chicken vapors anyone?
Anyway, back to the concern. There are a lot of people going tomorrow and undoubtedly one of them will have a strange reaction to the food. I hate cleaning and the thought of getting little flecks of heaved Middle Eastern fare out of the carpet doesn’t exactly scream, “Yeah buddy! I’m havin’ a ‘grandma at bingo’ good time!” I implore you all…if, a few hours later, you feel like you’re tasting a little more of your meal than should be natural, do me a favor and hang close to the sink or the john. There’s good reading material in there…take all the time you need.
I shall now turn the lens of concern from the group and the apartment to myself. Today for lunch I had Taco Bell (thanks for buying Brad!) and for dinner I had a Filiberto’s burrito. I’m a little worried that, upon consuming Haji Baba’s tomorrow, there might be something comparable to a culinary race riot in my stomach. Beans versus rice…each promotes a different effect on digestive results, and as much as I’d like to avoid unpleasant mental images, I think it’s a very real concern that needs to be addressed. Are there any digestive experts in the audience who might know something I don’t?
Alright, before this goes any further downhill, I’m going to go to sleep and have horrible nightmares about tomorrow’s fireworks. I’m still excited for the social aspect though. Bring the fun! Carpe diem!
