Went to Chilis, had the 'triple header' or whatever sampler. It consists of some boneless buffalo wings, some tex-mex eggrolls, and some sort of super-crispy chicken, which is basically strips of white meat deep fried in tempura batter.
All in all, not bad. The Tex-Mex eggrolls were ok. A little heavy on the beans and light on spicy. The best ones I ever had were at The Cheesecake Factory in Marina Del Rey, CA.
The Boneless Buffalo wings... also not bad. I've been eating these pretty much every day for dinner for a couple weeks now, and they all seem to taste the same.
The super crispy chicken thing... meh.. too doughy. And that's what led to the next scene in our little film, where I was leaning over the toilet ralphing up the pieces of lunch that got stuck in the tiny constriction point that my weight loss surgery left me.
It's been a while since I 'PB'd' (productive burp, a nice sounding term for spitting up food you swallowed a few minutes ago that never made it to your stomach). No acid, just some heaves as I spit up the chewed up food that was stuck. It's unpleasant, but nowhere near as traumatic as actual vomit.
I took the leftover food back to the office, and have been nibbling at the buffalo wings for the last hour. Gotta get some protein.
How'd this happen? I ate something too doughy, and I swallowed without completely chewing it because I was having an exciting discussion about Caissons and the Brooklyn Bridge.
