CQ bought me this instant noodle soup from either Don Quixote or Marukai . . . she said she can't remember which one.
The flavor brick came out of the pouch on the left. You place it on top of the noodles and fill the bowl with hot water. Then let it set for 3 minutes.
Then you squeeze in the sesame paste.
And mix it up. It was as ono as it looks . . . probably loaded with sodium, but sooooo good.
Here is CQ acting natural for me as she tastes the onoliciousness of the soup. Let me tell you something about CQ and me. The L-shaped room that we work in is separate from the main office, and not very large. CQ sits on one end of the L and I on the other, so we can't see each other when we're at our desks. There are about 8 of us, all kinda squeezed into this room. We pretty much all get along. Awhile back though, I got called into the office manager's office. I think somebody complained. You see, the problem with CQ and me is . . . we totally crack each other up. Compounding the problem is the fact that we are both not quiet when it comes to laughing. So I did agree with the office manager that we can be quite disruptive . . . especially when other people are trying to work. And I did agree to try and contain our jocularity. This talk happened years ago, and for the most part, I don't really know how successful we've been, but we're trying. It's just not easy sometimes.
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