luke and i ordered in brazilian food tonight, marking the seventeen millionth time this month we've had take-out instead of finding something delicious to eat here at home. this must stop, partially because it's expensive and mostly because it's disgusting to be eating so much restaurant food. i've also gotten a little wary about giving over the responsibility for my food preparation to dirty strangers i don't know. my newfound inability to trust restaurants has been growing for a while, and culminated last night, when luke and i went to dinner with my grandparents at a relatively well-known establishment on wilshire blvd. being vegetarians, luke and i have a pretty hard time finding things on menus, so it's always exciting when a restaurant offers lots of delicious, meat-free options. luke immediately sprang for the gardenburger, which, when it came to the table, was topped with roasted bell pepper and what appeared to be some type of mushroom. after tasting the "mushroom," luke determined it was definitely some kind of sea-dwelling creature, like an oyster. after conferring with the waiter, we discovered that this place regularly garnishes their veggie patties with anchovies. that was about the stupidest thing i've heard in a long time, and i hear a lot of stupid things.
also, this afternoon, baja* put chicken in my veggie burrito. gross.
it's time to start making my own food.
*i haven't had a home-cooked meal in a very, very long time.
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