The Downside of the Suburbs

I arrived in Lexington, MA, yesterday afternoon and food has been on the down low since then. My relatives here aren’t food enthusiasts and there are a total of seven family members and three generations living in this house. So you can say that it’s pretty hectic around here. My relatives greeted me and said that my face got fat. In Chinese culture, that is a good thing. To me, it was an insult. Are you saying I’m fat? Did I gain weight on my face, of all places???! Then it’s probably a good thing that I’m away from all the food places in Boston so I can starve myself a bit.

There is nothing to do here. Plus the weather today was kind of horrible. The winds nearly blew me away today. Having a car is necessary for the suburbs. There is ONE bus that goes to the subway station but the bus runs every hour or so and it takes at least 30 minutes to get there. Then it takes another good hour to get to downtown Boston.

I’ve been doing homework and surfing the web. There’s only so much you can surf before you die from boredom. I was going to plan my day tomorrow but there was a power outage this morning so I couldn’t do anything. And I’m very technology-dependent so not being able to go online and check Facebook was torture, and seeing my MacBook and iPhone die slowly from power was also not good. I was trying to conserve their battery life.

For lunch, I went with my cousin Maymay to Alexander’s Pizza. We got their 7-day special: two slices of cheese pizza + drink. It was almost as good as Home Slice, back in Austin. For dinner, I ate a bit at home with family but since we had lunch at 3pm, I wasn’t that hungry. Now it’s 9:30pm, and the delivery guy from The Upper Crust just arrived with a large Tremont pizza: white cheese topped with prosciutto, fresh basil, and sliced tomatoes. The pizza is kind of oily but the prosciutto is excellent. It’s moist. I don’t like it when the prosciutto gets all dry and crispy on most pizzas. To a foodie, I always open my mouth in astonishment when people don’t know what prosciutto is.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s