Showing posts with label sandwich. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sandwich. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

August 09, 2011 (Tuesday)

It's raining cats and dogs around these parts, ladies and gents, so there isn't much for me to look at out the window today. Except for people running to their cars under umbrellas/their work papers/ nothing. It's as if no matter how you'd regularly run, you'll run dorkier if you're trying to get to your car in the rain. Heck, I bet that Olymic runners would end up looking vaguely like a cartoon character if they needed to get from the door of their office to their cars. That's just how it works.

Today's lunch: Veal Parm Sandwich
Picked by: Oz! (Duhn) The BOUN-TY-HUNTER! (Duhn Duhhhh)



The Rating
Today, lunch was picked by Oz, who doesn't eat Georges' food. This was really his choice of eating through Barb vicariously. The roll was toasted and golden brown, but the veal left a little to be desired. Fatty and hard to chew, it was pitiful compared with the blueberry pie we had this morning. Not a triumph, George.

2.5/5 Opa's.

You'll get them next time, bud.

Tuesday, August 09

Annie is back from her vacation! She's pretty tan, but if you see her, please allege that looking at her is giving you snow blindness. Because watching her insist "I'm tan! I'm tanner than anyone here! I was down the shore and I got tan!" is actually probably one of the most amusing things since Krick's desk got turned upside down (side story, totally unrelated).

Today's Lunch: Grilled cheese with tomato and chicken soup
Picked by: Annie


The Rating
4/5 Opa's.

The sandwich, besides being a 'special' today is also on the menu. This is a rare occasion, because Barb isn't allowed to order any of the specials while she's on this menu-quest. The grilled cheese sandwich (with tomato, to make it "healthy") was delicious-- and despite Vicki's insistence that grilled cheese isn't good if it's a special that day, it actually was crispy and cheesy. It was definitely the strongest player in today's lunch. The soup wasn't as good. While it had big chunks of carrots and chicken, the broth was a little bland. Who wants to have to salt their soup? Not Barb, that's who.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Tuesday, August 02.

What did Barb eat when I wasn't here?

Sandwiches. She ate more sandwiches. I'm really hoping that she doesn't pick sandwiches again for a while. I really am not liking this sandwich pattern.

The Filet o' chicken Sandwich
Chosen by: Emily- she was the closest when Krick took the the lunch orders. (Tuesday is Esther's day off)


The sandwich may or may not have looked like this. I really don't know.

THE RATING

3.5/5 Opa's
 She chose the Filet Grilled Chicken sandwich which I didn’t even realize was on the menu! It looked beautiful  - the combination of the red peppers, green broccoli rabe and white mozzarella cheese.  The Rabe was a little spicy – but overall the sandwich was pretty good.

Friday, July 29, 2011

July 26th, 2011 (Tuesday)

Not a hoagie today! Actually, it's a sandwich. There are other things on the menu besides sandwiches, despite the office's apparent best efforts to trick you into thinking that. I forgot to mention on the Monday post that Jay (aka mailman) had picked Barb's lunch on Friday, but due to a slightly "weird" stomach, his choice has been pushed back. Nobody would give me the full details of Barb's stomach ailments, but I doubt she really wants a detailed play by play of her gastrointestinal goings-on posted on the Internet. Such is life.

Chicken Parm Sandwich
Chosen by: Emily

courtesy of:
hsplate.blogspot.com

Rating: 4/5 Opa's. I'm seeing a pattern. Barb seems to just like everything. I'm hoping for like, a 1.5/5 Opa day. Not because I'm wishing bad food onto Barb, but because I just like a little variation. Well, there are still 100 menu items or so to eat, so we'll see.

According to Barb, the chicken was delicious and baked, not fried. That got an exclamation point next to it on the paper I was handed witht the review, so I guess it's a big deal. Also, there was the right amount of cheese.