treeskin | (no subject)

Some days, I like the hospitality lunches. Today was not one of them. I was (am) tired, very muddy, and cold, and not at all in a mood to entertain and be company for Vice President and New Boss. And for the first time, the food was not what I would have chosen. Great presentation, really funky salad dressing (some sort of sweet-fruity-vinegar-in-a-bad-way stuff, over baby spinach and arugala. (Needless to say, I didn't finish the salad.) The "roasted duck breast" was four SMALL slices--tasty slices, but just four little bits on top of the salad. The soup...ooooo....I could have made a happy lunch of the soup and some nice crusty bread. A creamy pumpkin soup, with a dollop of sour cream and a sprinkling of cashews. Wish the rest had been that nice.

Speaking of tired and muddy and cold, I need to email Betty and bow out of rehearsal tonight. I'm just not together enough for that.