a missing-food day (lyn)

Get up.  Drink some coffee with a foamy skin milk top.  Have a lox-cream cheese -Arnolds thin sandwich.  Leave the house by 10:30.  Meet Corinne for an early screening of The White Ribbon-  a beautifully shot movie with a relentlessly disturbing plot, all of which is unresolved two and half hours later.  Leave the screening room feeling glum (a word I never use but hear it used earlier today on the bus by a 13-year old boy from South Carolina).  Come home hungry and eat my zero-point soup.  Then have popcorn.  Then eat an apple.  A few hours later, have dinner:  grilled rare tuna, tomatoes and roasted brussel sprouts.  At the same time, Alexander has a burger and fries.  Difficult to see.  Have angel food cake with lemon icing for dessert. 

Today, more than most, miss eating with abandon.