The other morning someone at work mentioned a chicken parma they had for dinner the previous night. That made me want a parma BAD! and not just a shitty little one, made on a crappy snitzle of mass produced fake chicken. Oh no, I wanted the full chicken breast one. Much like this one:
So I went home, brought some chicken, some tomato paste, and some cheese (stupid reno's mean we have little food left in our house). I made it, it looked delicious, I salivated at the thought of the first bite
It went in the mouth. I chewed.
And god help me, I chewed so much my jaw hurt.
And then it went down. In a lump. A very sore lump. A lump that had to be removed or go down.
Eventually it went down, but god damn it ruined my hunger for a parma!