For a few months, I was seeing this guy who said he’d invented the term “hangry” (hungry+angry=hangry). He seemed legitimately pissed to hear hipsters and bloggers using it without giving due credit. It kind of reminded me of the many times my dad told us the story of how he’d invented “butterface.” Just nod and smile…
The person I dated after that did not seem to understand hangriness/hang-er as a concept but seemed to be okay with my taking us out to brunch on weekends. He probably thought I was just trying to be nice and/or show him what a modern/”you can’t buy me” kind of gal I am, but really, I was just trying to protect him from my low blood-sugar rages. That sh!t will break up a marriage—forget about a summer fling.
Do you ever have one of those days where you’re obscenely hungry, despite eating balanced meals at regular intervals? That was me on Tuesday. I felt like I was going to pass out basically all day—once in a while that happens, usually when I’m run down and working too hard. By the time I met up with my mom and our visiting friends for an early dinner, I was ready to gnaw my arm off. Or tear someone a new asshole.
Hit. The. Spot. And nobody got hurt…
Do you ever experience hangry times? How do you cope? Do you know anyone who swears they “invented” a certain phrase?
I’ve been sharing a lot of Saturday meals lately because during the workweek, it’s pretty routine: oatmeal at my desk; salad or soup & random veggies at my desk; Greek yogurt; something in a bowl for dinner…It’s not that I don’t enjoy good meals Monday through Friday—I just get sick of photographing stuff against the florescent-lit, fake-wood surface of my workspace. Weekends are a lot more colorful and I like recounting fun times.
I spent Saturday in NJ with my family. My mom had an open house at the space she shares with several other practitioners. Several different people discussed the work they do and there was a different kind of meditation every hour. The open house didn’t start until the afternoon, so I had time for a restorative yoga class and some lunch before heading out. Later on, I had dinner at Rosa Mexicano with my parents and sister. We had a really nice time.
- Breakfast: Zucchini bread oats with PB
- Lunch: Butternut squash red lentil soup over kale with a toasted pumpkin waffle and—yep—more tahini
- Snack: A plain Chobani with cinnamon, a spoonful of instant oats I found at my mom’s, and a few strawberries that were surprisingly nice for October
- Dinner: at Rosa Mexicano—a glass of cava; a few chips with guac (made table-side); salmon over black beans & roasted corn and mole sauce
- Snack: (unpictured) half a sliced banana to keep my stomach from growling before bed
What’s your go-to dish at a Mexican restaurant? I’m all over anything with mole sauce. What was the best thing you ate recently?