I was interviewed for a Style write-up not too long ago and one of the questions was what was something I felt that was underrated in a woman’s closet.
Since then, I’ve been randomly assessing things/situations as either overrated or underrated.
I’m at the checkout line of a store right, buying what I’m buying, minding my business.
I’m standing behind this lady who has just the oddest head I’ve ever seen.
It wasn’t quite square but it wasn’t really round either.
I didn’t know what to make of it.
To distract myself, I picked up Boston Magazine, 50 Best Of.
I read this shit every year because they list the 50 best restaurants in Boston and it’s normally about 91/92% accurate.
And I like to see who made the cut every year, add a new spot to my list, it’s a good investment.
A vegan pizza spot was listed under Best New Venture in my neighborhood.
I had an hour before I was supposed to meet with my friend, I decided to give it a try.
So I find the place, walk in and lo and behold the place is fucking packed.
But I see this little 2-top get up.
Waitress is cleaning off the table, she walks away, so I go over and I sit down.
I start looking at the menu, checking out what other people are ordering, I’m getting excited.
I’m getting ready to order some pizza.
The waitress comes over.
She’s like, “Um so were you like, in the waiting area next door or did you just like walk in here and sit down?”
And I was like, um I just came in here and sat down.
She goes, “Yeaaahhhh um yeah, so you like have to sign in next door….?”
She’s already fucking annoying me.
She one of those people, you know one of those people that ends every sentence? With a question?
That’s this chick.
“You have to like sign in next door..”
So I’m like, oh alright. Well how longs the wait?
“Well, I can’t really say, it’s like really busy, so…… an hour and 15 maybe?”
At that point I’m like, well I have to be somewhere at 6, in a hour from now, am I gonna have time to order a pizza? And eat it?
She pauses and I can literally see her brain thinking.
She goes, “Yeah no…………no….”
And like that’s when my blood just starts fucking boiling.
Because I realized what I’d just walked into.
You know what I walked into, I walked into the pizza version of Valentines Day.
1 hour and 15 mins to make a fucking pizza, you can’t fucking do that?
Like he’s making some sort of gourmet….
What is he growing tomatoes on demand?
Standing out back with his hands on his hips going, sorry guys, they’re not quite ripe yet, give it another 30!
Overrated: Standing in Line for Food.
Never worth it.
Never worth the hype. Never worth the wait.
If you learn anything from reading this blog other than I don’t know half the shit I’m talking about, is don’t ever stand in line for fucking food, ok?
Unless there’s a natural disaster.
The city is flooded and they’re scooping out pea soup and you’re putting it in your hat.
Then you stand in line.
Unless they’re passing around samples of the food you’re waiting for and have someone that comes out and does magic tricks, the good ones where you get a prize at the end of every trick, then you stand in line.
But other than that – there is no good reason to stand in line for over 90 mins for food.
These people, they stand in line, listening to other peoples awful conversation…standing in line for 90 mins, waiting on a g*ddamn slice of pizza.
It’s gone in like 3 seconds.
Yeah sorry, I can’t make you a pizza in under 1 hour.
Well fuck you and your pizza.
I’ll make my own.
You know what kills me though, is now I’ve gotta go back and have that pizza.
I can’t make my own pizza until I see what theirs is about.
I have to go back.
So here’s a shrimp salad in the meantime.
What I Used
15-20 Large Shrimp. 2 cups Fresh Arugula. 1 cup Chopped Cilantro. ½ cup Diced Scallions. ¼ cup Balsamic Vinegar. ¼ cup Sriracha Sauce. ¼ cup Melted Butter. ¼ cup Almond Slivers. ½ cup Sliced Radishes. 2 tbsp Dry Sherry. Olive Oil. Salt. Pepper.
What I Did
Let me preface this by saying, there is nothing special to this salad so feel free to go off-road and make your own salad and use your own dressing too.
Just make sure the dressing isn’t anything too heavy or overly seasoned or it’ll contrast with the shrimp.
Make the sriracha butter my mixing the melted butter with the sriracha sauce.
If you’re not into spicy, do a 2:1 ratio, butter to sriracha.
Baste with the Sriracha butter.
Bake for about 5 mins or until the side up is pink.
Flip and baste the other side with the rest of the sriracha sauce.
Cook the other side until it also is pink. About 3 mins this time.