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I sometimes feel like an advertisement cooking character. Or is she a character? She might have been real. Anyway, for those who aren't aware my girlfriend, Michi, the tiniest and cutest of Asian nerdy Math Professors is also a bottomless black hole of food consumption.
Once she ate a whole box of croutons simply because it was there.
That is typical behavior, so much so that her fellow professors and students have taken to leaving random odd food items in her office to see if she'll eat them. Jar of black olives, pigs feet, hot peas, dried squid... it goes on and on and yes, she eats every last thing they leave her. I said black hole, did I not?
Despite her immense love of food and her freakish inability to gain weight, which makes me both love and hate her, Michi hasn't the littlest bittiest idea of how to make a meal herself. Since I'm leaving tomorrow for Otakon and I won't be back until Monday I've made her several precooked meals. A lunch and a dinner for every day I'll be gone and put them in neat tupperware containers complete with post it note labels on how to reheat. Nice of me, yes? Betty Crocker of me, yes? I'm the best gf ever, yes?
Thank you so much. Michi thinks so too. That's why she's currently eating one of the meals. Thus making my entire nerdy ass preventative keep the gf from starving measures completely moot. Honestly, I won't be surprised if I come back and find she ate a loaf of Wonder Bread for dinner one night.
Given her ineptitude for housework I'm contemplating on writing instructions on how to properly work the washer and dryer according to her nicer school related work outfits. I can see her destroying a $500 suit. Or I could just order her to use dry cleaning for the days I'm gone. Hmmm.
Once she ate a whole box of croutons simply because it was there.
That is typical behavior, so much so that her fellow professors and students have taken to leaving random odd food items in her office to see if she'll eat them. Jar of black olives, pigs feet, hot peas, dried squid... it goes on and on and yes, she eats every last thing they leave her. I said black hole, did I not?
Despite her immense love of food and her freakish inability to gain weight, which makes me both love and hate her, Michi hasn't the littlest bittiest idea of how to make a meal herself. Since I'm leaving tomorrow for Otakon and I won't be back until Monday I've made her several precooked meals. A lunch and a dinner for every day I'll be gone and put them in neat tupperware containers complete with post it note labels on how to reheat. Nice of me, yes? Betty Crocker of me, yes? I'm the best gf ever, yes?
Thank you so much. Michi thinks so too. That's why she's currently eating one of the meals. Thus making my entire nerdy ass preventative keep the gf from starving measures completely moot. Honestly, I won't be surprised if I come back and find she ate a loaf of Wonder Bread for dinner one night.
Given her ineptitude for housework I'm contemplating on writing instructions on how to properly work the washer and dryer according to her nicer school related work outfits. I can see her destroying a $500 suit. Or I could just order her to use dry cleaning for the days I'm gone. Hmmm.
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