Due to Eric having diabetes and a general understanding of what humans should eat, he has had a very positive influence on my diet.
Andrew is ruining everything.
Famed restaurateur Danny Meyer has started a whole new movement in the restaurant industry, where he is raising prices and, in turn, asking customers not to tip their servers.
“So just keep doing what you’re doing,” Meyer instructed Jews.
Just now, walking in my apartment, I stepped on something extremely sharp that almost pierced through the heel of my foot. I was sure it was a broken piece of glass and began to panic.
Upon closer inspection, however, I realized it was a super dry, likely weeks-old piece of bacon.
So yeah, it’s true what they say. Bacon is bad for you.

(Continuation of I’m Learning to Cook )
Zack was less sympathetic.

Oh. Ok.
I guess I’ll just go fuck myself.
Eric is being extremely encouraging because he is a much nicer person than I deserve.


It’s good to know that here in NYC, you can literally be infamous for serving feces and still receive an above-average rating.
As a teacher and giver of grades, I feel pretty confident saying that Chipotle does not deserve a B right now.
I’m just saying– when I ask my students to perform, and instead of performing, they go ahead and SHIT THEMSELVES, I do not give them a “B.”
I send them home.
And then I never look at them the same way again.
(Continuation of I’ll Admit I Don’t Entirely Understand How To Prepare for a Storm )
For the record, the storm has passed and there is PLENTY of egg salad left.


“There’s an impending snowstorm” is one of my favorite excuses to hibernate all weekend and do nothing but sleep and eat.
Right up there with “I’m a teacher,” “I’m in my 30’s” and “This is just who I am.”
