so sad

i'm hungry right now. for ravioli. maybe with some pepperoni and sauce. cheese on top of it all. baked. mmmm.

but that's processed.

this is actually the first time i've had this problem at home. at school, i'll walk by a tray of little cookies with pastel sugar swirling on top, and i'll want them badly. or the secretaries will have a computer problem, and i'll come to fix it only to be accosted by a sneaky box of thin mints. or my boss will come in with an extra mcdonald's breakfast burrito and ask who wants it. i want it very much. or someone will ask if i need anything from downstairs, because when any of us go down, we offer to bring something back for the others. i think of the chips, cookies, candies, and all the other things that just may be sitting down there. and i'll shake my head and say i'm fine, but i really do want something from downstairs. any something will do.

but at home, there really isn't much processed food left out of the box. all my canned soups are there, my nutrigrain bars and granola, my soup starters, my last cube of ramen, my boxed dinner, my flavored rices, my pasta. it's all in the box, taped up and labeled EASTER.

there wasn't much to do about my frozen pie shells, or my frozen ravioli. you can't put frozen stuff in a box at the bottom of your pantry. so now i have this intense desire for the frozen ravioli that i know is in the back of my freezer just behind the peas and carrots. i can actually see it in my mind. the bag, the way they look when frozen, the way they look when heated up on a plate. even the smell is dancing in my mind.

sigh.