nice out? ya... nice like a fox!

Okay, so the title makes little sense I'll give you that.

It's a somewhat beautiful out. If it wasn't for the wind and clouds it would be a picture perfect day. There is, however, just enough of a chill in the breeze, now and then, to require a sweater or coat of some sort.

Plus if you set anything down it blows away really fast.

I was planning on BBQ'n something today but we lack a sheltered spot to fire up the grill. I'm not sure what to have instead. Once you got BBQ planned in your head everything else seems like kraft dinner.

I don't eat kraft dinner... only once did I ever even eat macaroni and cheese and that was on a flight from toronto to LAX. I somehow missed the part where you say you don't want cheese in your meal thingy. The two options were mac&cheese + some kind of meat or some weird seafood dish. Now I'll eat seafood now and then but I didn't want to tempt fate by eating airline seafood on a 3hr flight(I think thats how long it was). So mac & cheese it was.

Now I use the term mac & cheese losely. The dish looked like someone had taken a childs macaroni art picture, let it dry up really well and stuck it to a paper plate. There really was no decernable taste to the "noodles" or the "cheese-like" coating. Not so much a coating as a hard/dry coloring. I was unsure of what the "meat" was and I can't remember the taste. I think it may be my brains way of protecting me from the horrible memory of it.

I wouldn't have eaten it except I was starving by the time they served it. It was my first time flying and as such I was incredibly nervous. So nervous in fact I hadn't eaten anything in about a day and a half.

I was stuck between a rock and a hard place, well more like an old man with a funny smell and big glasses and a lady who went to sleep at the start of the flight and only woke up once to eat.

The worst part was this horrible food, which I was counting on to help calm my stomach, was served in a portion more suitable for something the size of a chihuahua... I'm not sure a chihuahua would have eaten it though.

It should be stated that my substitute for a meal when the rest of the family was having mac & cheese growing up.... was, wait for it...... plain macaroni + tuna on a plate and some ketchup all mixed together.

Hey, I never claimed to be refined. Beacuse of the dairy thing I never developed a taste for cheese + pasta by itself. Now that I'm older I find I'll sometimes put "extra old" cheddar on spaghetti + meat sauce. There are very few things I like cheese on, pizza, spaghetti and chicken parm/stuffed shell type dishes. I have a way higher tolerance for mozzerella than cheddar it seems as well.

Anyhoo, maybe I'll suggest my sister make her vegetarian chilli. I myself don't like it or the smell of it cooking. The smell of cooking peppers gives me indigestion for some reason. However, everyone else in the house loves the stuff.