Posted by Simple Dude | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 30-06-2011
Those of you who have lived with someone, even a roommate, you can probably relate to the inevitable fight over whose food is whose.. who paid for it and who gets to eat it.
The Simple Dude and I get along quite well until it comes to this topic. Call me selfish, but I buy these ice cream cones that I love but choose not to share. Simply because they’re mine, dammit!
I could do the passive-aggressive note with my name on it, like they do in office refrigerators, but I chose a different route. You see, SD HATES chicken salad. Detests it in fact. So, I came up with a fool-proof plan. Disguise the ice cream cones as chicken salad sandwiches.
How did I do this you ask? Well, all it took was some skills at MS Word and Google images. And there, Mama Fizzoli’s Frozen Chicken Salad Sandwiches were born.
He came home from work, and knowing I went grocery shopping, took up his usual ritual to check out “what’s new in the fridge/freezer.” He came across the Mama Fizzoli’s and without question, said it’s cool I found something new to bring for lunch to work.
My plan worked perfectly.
That is until… two days later he was digging for some Pizza Nuggets in the back of the fridge and the Mama Fizzoli’s fell flat on the floor with “Chocolate with Fudge” writing face-up. Crap. Busted.
I tried the old “but really, chicken salad, with chocolate and fudge – how could you go wrong?” But even as simple as he is, he saw through the facade and ate one of my f*cking ice cream cones with no remorse.
Note to self: get better at mocking-up commercial food packaging.
Ok, first of all.. I don’t just detest chicken salad for no good reason. I had a pretty bad bout of food poisoning with it 10 years ago, and to this day I can’t even stand the thought of it.
She thinks she soooooo funny. I’ll get her back one of these days.