Friday Photo [#33] – A Sad Sad Sign . . .

Strange Series of Rabbit Photos [#1]

I Caught The Crumb-Bug . . .

Last week – like a dutiful little anti-virus soldier – I meandered to a secluded room where a nice lady gave me a flu shot . . . she also – maybe – said I was her best “patient” of the day (not sure how I wrangled that one – or was she just saying it to everyone?) and then gave me a lollipop for all of my trouble.

Well – that was last week – and here we are today – in the midst of day three of achy – sneezy – ucky – misery . . . sick sick sick – and so early in the getting sick season – too. It took me one night to figure out that the medicine that I am taking was all about drying me out – so yesterday – I went to the store and got Gatorade, V8 Frusion and Berry Tang – I would drink these drinks to confuse and embarrass my sickness and I would also sleep a bunch to try and bore the sickness – right out of me.

As luck would have it – I still have the lollipop – and so I am wondering if that was part of the Flu shot – and I just blew it – maybe the real medicine is in the lollipop?

I don’t know – I am seriously grasping at straws here – kids – being sick is for the birds.

Caw Caw Caw.

Ant 95

Oh Kati Roll – Oh Kati Roll . . .

What in the world is a “Kati Roll” – and why should you be ambling over to get one? Well – pals-of-mine . . . let me first let you know that Kati Roll Company used to live on 46th street – right close to a tasty Cuban spot by the name of Margon . . . and oh the decisions that I would have to make – this or that – that or this . . . but they have recently decided to pull up the stakes of their merry food tent – and move to the strange confines of 39th street (between 5/6) – and the decision has been made simple. Do I go on that block only for the purpose of swinging by ye olde Kati Roll Company – or do I avoid the otherwise bland block altogether . . . Well – I went down the block – and so now – we are all caught up.

Ooh – except – we aren’t really caught up – because I forgot to tell you what a Kati Roll even is . . . ready? It is Indian food wrapped up in a piece of paratha bread (which is a flat bread that is pan fried to crispy goodness) . . . yeah – it is basically like a burrito stuffed with Indian food . . . I always get the chicken tikka masala and the – the – the – oh shoot – I forget it’s proper name – so we’ll just call it the one with the potato stuff . . . and they are usually so so so good.

Alright – one of the main complaints that I have always heard about the Kati Roll Company – and which I agree with 100 times – is that it takes forever to get your food. For something that seems to be so quick and easy . . . it is shockingly slow. Well at this new location – they had things pretty streamlined – and I got out in about 10 minutes – which – compared to how it used to be was a definite improvement. The only problem – that I found – when I opened the little bag that they come in – which is strangely marked as “BARBEQUE” – was that they weren’t as delectable delight-ish as they had been before . . . and I am looking at you chicken tikka masala – potato stuff was just fine.

They are greasy – they tend to be both ooey and gooey – and for the most part – they are really good bad for you fast Indian food – where two make plenty of a meal – and I will positively go back and give them another shot – maybe they were just jittery in their new confines – or something . . . Just make sure to use some napkins and wash your hands before touching your keyboard – because – the grease – oh – the grease will get you . . .

I babble – from cold medicine – the medicine makes me babble . . . but Kati Rolls make me happy – so there is that . . .