Saturday, January 12, 2013
Another weekend of playoffs means another "spread" of food displayed throughout the day to graze on.
Breakfast was oatmeal but lunch ended up being a tasting menu of all kinds of party trays. I tried to load up on the veggie tray but the pigs-in-a-blanket somehow hitched a ride on my plate uninvited.
After a quick Google search trying to figure why they're called pigs-in-a-blanket - I sadly discovered there's a national pigs-in-a-blanket day (April 24th for anyone dying of curiosity).
That's just sad. I wonder if there's some kind of vetting process in order to have a day recognized nationally to celebrate the existence of a certain animal, vegetable or mineral.
If there is, I think national pigs-in-a-blanket day may have been approved through some sort of bureaucratic loophole. It's probably all about who you know. I'm sure the national pig farmers of America have an inside man who they paid on the side (with bacon of course) in order to get national pigs-in-a-blanket day a legitimate spot on the calendar.
Ok, Kristina. Back to reality.
I hope my lunch was worth it because now I have to sit through two playoff games without any snacking on my part. I've got enough left in my calorie range to have chicken noodle soup for dinner and that's it.