Why, yes -- yes, I am trying to make you somewhat nauseous. Whatever gave me away?
Tempting fate at lunch-special prices
I don't know why I'm compelled to eat spicy, greasy food after I get my heart checked; the bad idea du jour was the egg-drop soup & spicy fried eggplant at the Hunan place on NW 23rd. It was ... feh. I would never question what province the cook came from, but I would question the ancestry of a few pieces of that "eggplant."
Oh, and they still don't know what's wrong with my heart/chest, so we're leading off with the easy one (severe anxiety) and running more tests this week.