The Mr. has repeatedly hinted at
wanting needing a new phone. His current phone is four, maybe five years old. I don’t know about you but four years seems like a spring chicken to me, not the archaic dinosaur he is claiming it to be. Then again, I’m not much of a techie and I rarely use my phone in the first place. As a matter of fact, I always feel like I’ve hit the jackpot when my phone is actually charged.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I understand his viewpoint on having a phone that functions like a well oiled machine especially when it’s used as often as he uses it. My only issue is he spent about 700 bob on it, and my personal thoughts are that a phone that costs this much should not become obsolete so quickly.
Well. . .today while I was trying to clean up the hurricane force mess I managed to make in the kitchen, I get a text message declaring:
“I really need a new phone.”
Yep. . . you said that this weekend and then two days before that and two days before that. I get it. . .you want. . .I mean need. . . a new phone. But since we leave for Morocco in a month, I’m still struggling with the thought of spending so much money on a phone. Can’t he wait until we get back? We certainly wouldn’t want it to hinder our pleasures of shopping for rugs, djellaba, and other exotic trinkets in the medina, would we?
Than I get another text (on my iPad of course. . .because my phone certainly isn’t charged). Apparently he was sitting in an important meeting and his phone mysteriously started to blast:
“I’m too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt. So sexy it hurts“
(be sure to read this in your best ever frog voice).
Recognize that? It’s Right Said Fred “I’m too Sexy” You can listen to it HERE while you read this post for a more 3-D experience.
He apparently was embarrassed by this. I was highly amused and thought it was rather nifty that his phone was so smart it could actually read his mind and broadcast it in the board room. I don’t think he saw the humor in this the same way I did and I’m pretty sure he won’t find it cute that I blogged about his embarrassing experience. C’est la vie! At least he will get a new phone out of it.
So. . .since the ancient phone tells me that the Mr. is too sexy for his shirt, I figured he is too sexy for a regular sandwich. So I whipped up my version of a sexy Chicken Bahn Mi.
Lucky for me, I finally discovered a wonderful, little place that bakes fresh artisan breads in Boston – Bricco Panetteria (if you are ever in Boston and craving amazing bread, you can find more info about it HERE). The winding alley ways that guide you to Bricco will have you questioning whether you were somehow mysteriously teleported to a quaint, little town in Europe. It certainly doesn’t feel like bustling Boston. Just when you think you have made a wrong turn as you search for Bricco, the yeasty smell of fresh bread tickles your nose reassuring you that you are on your way to bread heaven. And if in doubt as to whether or not the adventure was worth it, the line that stretches from hither to thither will reaffirm that your trepidations were unwarranted.
FOR CHICKEN: Ingredients: Directions: FOR SPICY MAYO: Ingredients: Directions: FOR SANDWICH: Ingredients: Directions:
Chicken Bahn Mi with Spicy Mayo
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If you are ever in Boston, might I suggest that you also check out Bon Mi (see their website HERE). They serve the best ever Vietnamese inspired sandwiches, rice bowls, and noodle salads. And lucky for me they have a food truck that comes to Sowa Sundays in the summer (Read about that HERE) . Can’t wait for summer to get here.
We leave for Morocco in one month. Do you think he is too sexy for Morocco?