Since eating downtown is quite costly - a bowl of disgusting, lukewarm chili is about four bucks - I generally pack myself a lunch. Today I was quite desperate to grab something quickly as I headed out the door. First I checked the fridge. Nope. Nothing. Next I checked the freezer. Ah! Potstickers. "But can they be nuked?" That is the million dollar question! To my relief, the back of the package displayed a jazzy little picture of a microwave. "Yep, these will do!" And then I proceeded to haphazardly rush out the door. (Fast forward four hours.) Now I sit and chew ("chew" is the key word) my microwaved potstickers for lunch.
Conclusion: You know you’re desperate for lunch items when you eat microwaved potstickers for lunch.
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