But I was supposed to go twice. You see, I was supposed to have a meeting with my advisor there tomorrow midday, and then Rebecca (=Shane's girlfriend, recall) is having her birthday party at a kosher Moroccan place in Metairie tomorrow night. For various reasons, mainly timing of doom, I was going to drive down for the meeting and then return before returning for dinner.
Until my advisor cancelled. Which is fine and all that, cancellations happen, except that (1) I have a form requiring his signature, which I was hoping to acquire tomorrow and (2) I think he only remembered to tell me because I asked him where, by the way, I should be meeting him. The form, arg, is annoying but surmountable. I might could even swing by tomorrow while down for dinner, and if not there's always Ben the Long-Suffering Minion (who did come through just fine last time, did I mention?). I'm just a little miffed about being offhandedly cancelled on for tomorrow. It's not a big deal, and whaa whaa whaa, but still. And besides, the entire purpose of a Livejournal is to whine self-centeredly to all and sundry, so deal.
Still, I get tasty Moroccan food tomorrow. And I know I blather on about the madness of OMG!Specially!Prepared!Foods, but I've kind of started to come around to that point... kosher/free-range/etc meats really are more flavorful. Course, whether that's because of good treatment or better feeding or differing breeds is anyone's guess; most specialty breeders/ranchers also use specialty breeds as far as I can tell. Anyway. I'm excited because I know ALL A-BLOODY-BOUT Moroccan food thanks to a long steeping in Maghrébin/Beur literature, but I have never once in my life eaten it. I cannot wait to try a good Moroccan tagine. Bisteeya would be amazing too, but given the choice I'll stick with the stews in funny hats (Google 'tagine' if that makes no sense). Mmmm.
Oh well, I'll have plenty of time to translate and read Marcabru tomorrow.
Until my advisor cancelled. Which is fine and all that, cancellations happen, except that (1) I have a form requiring his signature, which I was hoping to acquire tomorrow and (2) I think he only remembered to tell me because I asked him where, by the way, I should be meeting him. The form, arg, is annoying but surmountable. I might could even swing by tomorrow while down for dinner, and if not there's always Ben the Long-Suffering Minion (who did come through just fine last time, did I mention?). I'm just a little miffed about being offhandedly cancelled on for tomorrow. It's not a big deal, and whaa whaa whaa, but still. And besides, the entire purpose of a Livejournal is to whine self-centeredly to all and sundry, so deal.
Still, I get tasty Moroccan food tomorrow. And I know I blather on about the madness of OMG!Specially!Prepared!Foods, but I've kind of started to come around to that point... kosher/free-range/etc meats really are more flavorful. Course, whether that's because of good treatment or better feeding or differing breeds is anyone's guess; most specialty breeders/ranchers also use specialty breeds as far as I can tell. Anyway. I'm excited because I know ALL A-BLOODY-BOUT Moroccan food thanks to a long steeping in Maghrébin/Beur literature, but I have never once in my life eaten it. I cannot wait to try a good Moroccan tagine. Bisteeya would be amazing too, but given the choice I'll stick with the stews in funny hats (Google 'tagine' if that makes no sense). Mmmm.
Oh well, I'll have plenty of time to translate and read Marcabru tomorrow.