3.18 - Ugh

I may have to check back over my history of posts, but I think this may be the most unappetizing thing I've seen yet, aside from the potato salad (and just thinking about it for the few seconds it's taken for me to type this was enough to make me get queasy).

Rhubarb pie. Looks like a squid pot pie and is almost as vomit-inducing as a squid pot pie would surely be.

How can anyone look at that and say, "Damn. I got to have me a big ass slice of that tasty rhubarb." What the hell is a rhubarb anyway? Someone said it's a relative of celery. WTF? Do people make celery pie? No, that would be disgusting.

3.17 - They Keep Getting Bigger

I think whoever orders the meeting vittles has a new supplier of food with elephantiasis added in as a spice or something. Seriously, again with the gigantor desserts.

These brownies were, like the Specialties' cookies and the sentient head-sized pastry, these brownies were obscenely large. Each was a meal on its own. Most of the time, people will take a quarter of a donut, or a half of a cookie on the pretense that a smaller piece won't be as bad as taking the whole thing. Of course, they end up taking a quarter off of five or six donuts, but at least they can tell themselves they didn't eat a whole one.

These brownies were big enough that I didn't feel the need to mock anyone for slicing off a piece and not trying to take on the whole slab.

I guess they were pretty good. A couple people actually squealed when they saw the coconut options in there. Squealed.

I don't squeal.

3.17 - Gigantic Pastries

Yes, another meeting and yes, more pastries. However, these were freakin' gigantor pastries. The one at the top of the photo was so big, no one would dare cut into it. My coworker N said that no one would eat something as big as their head. And it was... as big as your head.

No pastry has any business being that big.

It was the last one on the platter, untouched for quite awhile. It was gone later, but I don't know if it finally went under the knife or if it gained consciousness and walked off on its own.

3.17 - Kind of Expected These

Store-bought St. Patrick's Day cookies. Feh.

Next.

3.16 - Nijo's Late

My group had a bit of a late night and my coworkers decided to get food from Nijo's, a Japanese place about a block away from the agency.

I'm not a fan of sushi, and even though they do offer other things, it ESA easy for me to take a pass and wait until I got home for some rightly cooked food.

3.16 - Back to Normal

The Chinese food for the earlier meeting was a fluke, because the next client meeting of the day and the more traditional Specialties' catering, and because only one client showed up there was a complete platter of these monsters left for the masses.

Let's face it, Specialties' cookies are obscenely large. Unnecessarily large. They are so over-the-top big that I don't think I would have tried to put a whole one away even when I was at my heaviest and most gluttonous. These things ought to be on the National Institute's of Health's Most Wanted list.

There really can be too much of a good thing, and these cookies are it.

3.16 - Chinese Meeting?

I guess it wasn't fried chicken at least. Chinese food for a meeting is a new twist. Luckily for me, I didn't realize there were Chinese leftovers as a possibility. When I got involved, there was only box after box of white rice left... with some gravy smears. Yeah, I had no problem passing up cold rice.

If my spidey senses had been a little more on the ball, I might have had to face a real test and had a crack at the leftovers before they had been totally decimated. Among all the other items that sit on my It Takes an Iron Will to Resist list, Chinese food is right up there near the top with French fries and ice cream.

My wife and I went to China to see the Olympics in 2008 and one of the highlights for me was going to a restaurant in Beijing to get some real Chinese food. The wait staff didn't speak English and we were the only westerners in the place. It was truly the best Chinese food I've ever eaten, and they kept bringing out more.

So yeah, I have a soft spot for Chinese food, even though what we call Chinese food is a pale glimmer of the real thing.