It’s hard to prepare my baon everyday. Yes, I’m really not a morning person. I don’t like waking up at around 5 am just to scoop up some leftover rice, fry something edible (or at least look for some of last night’s leftovers), pack them all up and then get ready for work. It was easy at first, but after months and months of making baon, the thought of giving into the Manang’s Lunch is slowly starting to be an easy alternative.
But then again, I don’t like the locally catered lunch here. There’s a certain déjà vu feel to it. For example, here’s a rough sample of the office menu:
Monday:
– Fried Chicken
– Rice & Banana
Tuesday:
– Pininyahang Manok (Fried Chicken w/ Pineapplez)
– Rice & Banana
Wednesday:
– Porkchop
– Rice & Banana
Thursday:
– Porksteak (Porkchop w/ soy sauce and onionz)
– Rice & Banana
Friday:
– Mag-diet ka na boi.
– Banana
It’s not that the resident cook is lacking so much in creativity nor in culinary expertise, but I guess it’s just practical for them to be “efficient” when it comes to selling the daily lunch. Hell, I’m beginning to think that our vending machine has more variety in it. That is why most of my office mates would rather opt to bring their own baon or rough it out outside our office. And so, I toil on and bring my own packed lunch here.
*sigh*
That is why I’ve come to the conclusion that one should be liberated from the uniformity of lunch meals. Since I don’t want to pack my lunch, nor do I want Manang’s mmm-I-think-I-tasted-this-yesterday lunch items, I decided to bring a hefty selection of canned tuna, instant noodles, and a wide variety of fruit juices and iced tea just to lie to myself that what I’m getting is actually different from what I had yesterday.
Yes, such is the uniformity of office life.
So what happens now? Well, the only thing I way I think we can escape from meal-boredom is to be a bit more adventurous when it comes to our groceries. No, I’m not saying that you should buy expensive shit that you can’t really pronounce given their foreign name. But rather, I suggest you buy and bring to your lunch that little box of nerds, those piso-sized biscuits that’s got iced glaze on it, or the Cloud9 or Big Bang. Buy some of those things you loved when you were once a kid. You’d probably never be jaded with those things. That way, you’d at least look forward to what you’re having for lunch.
In any case, see ya’ll next time!