{things i ate this weekend}

my phở virginity was stolen

almost beyond my will,

because at the top of its lungs, the world yelled soup weather

and since i wanted a sandwich, i tried to plug my ears. but it was too loud.

so there it was, my first phở...with uncomfortably confusing condiments and boring rice doodles.

it was fine. but i was expecting my mind to be blown, a la my first bánh mì experience, and it was not.

i thought phở was supposed to be life-changing, people! need i try it again at a better place?

i ate a schnitzel. that was not from the schnitzel truck.

it felt naughty that i wasn't in midtown,

with my bike,

eating it out of foil,

and licking mustard off of my hands.

yes, i cheated. i'm sorry, schnitzel truck. i just don't do well not being able to see you on weekends. take me back?

this evening i pedaled my rear end to the momofuku milk bar in midtown {only seven minutes from school, oy vey}

where i hoped to jump on this pastrami croissant train but instead was talked in to something called a

volcano

a heart attack roll stuffed with taters gratin, pancetta, and onions

and a

corn cookie

cornbread in cookie form! i wouldn't want to be its therapist or anything, but how cute is that?

my tummy hated me afterward.

but damn i love some milk bar. such silly and unexpected combinations and love babies.

i even spotted kimchi butter up in, but... actually now that i think of it, i should have.

i hope everybody had wonderful weekends!!

happy monday :-)

xoxo

yeh