spaghetti & coworkers
With the last few weeks at (and out of) the office being nothing less than immense stress and anxiety, the department lunch scheduled for Tuesday was impeccably timed. The entire Interactive team made our way through the cold from CQ to The Old Spaghetti Factory. Must have been quite a sight for anyone driving by to see a group of 40 people walking in twos as though we were kindergarten students with a strict buddy system. All we were missing was a rope that had us all attached to each other in case one of us gets lost (or ‘napped).
I, of course, ordered spaghetti and meatballs with strawberry lemonade (basically my boyfriend’s exact meal last time we dined here.) He clearly has better taste than I do. The lunch was long (slow service due to the number of meals) and loud (there was a whole school of kids a partition away.) By the time we returned to the office, we had all committed carbicide and were ready to go to sleep. Imagine how zombie-esque I was when I had to conduct a series of interviews half an hour after we left the restaurant. Yikes!
No more pasta for me for a while. And no more dining out. Too much of that lately!
By the way, did you notice my new Dior shades in the first photo? They are my new major purchase. My new love! Just as Galliano leaves the beautiful world of CD, I step into it. Sigh!
Add orange juice to lychee soda, and what do you get? Or-chee.
It’s likely that orchee isn’t a new invention, though they probably don’t call it that; but the moment I took a sip of this cocotion I thought up one night, I was thrilled at my creativity.* Since there are only several weeks left before the end of the term, and I live with only one roommate and we each buy our own groceries, my beverage selection has become quite limited. Mind you, it hasn’t always been like this: at one point, one could choose between three kinds of soft drinks, tea, milk, and orange juice. Oh, and of course there’s always water. (I’m a big fan of H20.)
By two weeks ago, however, the soft drinks were gone and there wasn’t much juice left. Since I really craved a soft drink, but the lychee soda was too sweet, I decided to mix it up. In the past, my boyfriend and I have tried mixing grapefruit juice and ginger ale for some pizzazz, which turned out great. Orchee definitely didn’t let us down. I think we’re going to become mixologists. For anyone who decides to visit us in our currently non-existent future home, be prepared to indulge in beverages you’ve never tried before.
*Maybe I should have given my significant other some credit. It was a group effort…
