Let My Stomach Do the Blogging

You know how they say you should never go grocery shopping when you are hungry?! Well I don't think you should blog about your favorite food items from home when you are hungry either.

Bad idea this morning, bad idea.

You see, we are low on food at home right now.  Actually, not a fair statement. We have plenty of food, just none of it sounds good or is schnacky enough for me right now. I feel like I am this way every Monday morning.  Why? Wait, I haven't mentioned that all stores are closed here on Sunday yet, have I? Well, they are, and it sucks. I think about my old 'routine' at home, before the hockey life and before our wandering abroad, and Sunday was my day to get things done. I went to H.E.B., raided Target and if I was feeling really nasty, headed to WalMart.

But here, Sunday is a day to rest. And I hate it (ok, I get that it is a family day, but geez, just let me spend some money already! lol). It means we are out of good food by Sunday night or Monday morning. I would stock up better, but then again you should the size of our fridge. I had a bigger one in my college dorm room.

Nope, nuffin'! (source)

 So this morning, as I waited for the hubs to get up and for us to share a ride into town. We are cheap good to the environment like that. I started food dreaming; thinking about the foods I really miss from home. All of the goodies I should have had before I left just one. last. time.

So I came up with what would be my ideal 'last meal'. No, not before I am executed on death row, but before I head to the land of sausage and beer for 8 months. (read: the things I am DYING for right now and they don't have in Germany)

It would go a little like this...

I would start off with an extra dirty vodka martini. One served in an ice cold glass, slightly spilling over the rim because it it so full. I tried to order an olive Martini here the first year. The looked at me like I was ape shit crazy. "Warte mal, du willst Olivensaft in den Drink?!! Spinnst du?!" Mmmmm, salty goodness, come to me now!

Me and Don Draper baby! (source)

Then, to start the dinner off, I would scarf down some Tots and a Diet Cherry Limeade from Sonic. And yes, I will spring for the Route 44. What? My stomach can't even hold 44 ounces? Nonsense, the bigger the better. It's my go to after a workout at home. What!?! At least I worked out first! Ha.

Try NOT the inhale these. You can't not do it. (source 1, 2)

For a second course, I would absolutely KILL for some Vietnamese Chicken Salad Rolls from Pei Wei. No, scratch that, I would kill for just about anything from Pei Wei. If you have not been there, just imagine P.F. Chang's fast food. I go at least once a week back at home...if not more. 

And healthy too, you can't beat that (source)

Then, I'd have to rearrange my belt or undo a button on the jeans, but I'd still trudge ahead. Bring on the TC's!! For any of ya'll NOT from Texas, TC's is short for Taco Cabana. I usually reserve their queso and tortillas (yes, rolled and dipped into the creamy cheese) for the late night, after-a-few, snack time. But in this case, it would make an excellent third course. The hubs has incessantly talked about stopping there first thing off the plane when we get back to Houston. Good thing there is one of them in the airport!!!

Super 90s neon sign just beaming you in! This Mexican "fast food" is to die for! (Source 1, 2)

And finally, on to the glorious main course. A Gulf Coast staple that I request right away when I get home for a cold German winter. Shrimp Boil! (pronounced "Schre-ump Boy-el"). Jumbo gulf shrimp, cobs of corn, small red potatoes, kielbasa sausage, all boiled up in a spicy Cajun seasoning. Mom, dad, if you are reading this, you know what I want when we return :)

MMMMM, MMMM! Dumped out on the table, on some newspapers like a true Southern meal (source)

To top the whole thing off, I would wash it all down with a Diet Dr. Pepper. Because hey, a lady has got to watch her figure :)

I liked the old cans better! (source)

I still can't start thinking about home juuuuust yet. There is still plenty of time here. And once I get the idea of going home in my head, it is hard to think about anything else.

So, until then I will keep enjoying all the delicious food here, because there is quite a bit of it. And in a few months, it will goodbye Germany and hello fat pants!!

Ok, I have indulged you with my tummy rumblin' ideas. Now, you tell me what your "last meal" would be!