Happy New Year! I can’t believe 2013 flew by so quickly…..way too quickly. 2014 is the year of the horse, the same zodiac sign of the year I was born! My New Year started off with a weird dream. I dreamt about someone giving me a strange gift. I can’t even explain what it was. The gift was an object that can only be seen or made sense in ones dreams. But the purpose of the thing was for business use, some kind of part to a counter or something. IDK. It resembled a detachable shelf of a desk and came with a built in AC and heater, ideal for hot summer days and freezing winter nights. Inside this thing behind the sliding glass, there was a bunch of tickets that people take when waiting in line. Now this befuddling object of my dream may be ideal for someone who runs a business…like a shop or something. And I don’t even run a business, so I don’t know what use I would have for such a thing. All I know is that the object of the dream was work-related. I can only interpret that the built-in heater and AC indicate what I am always wishing I had when I am working. In the summertime, I die from the heat. In the wintertime, the cold gets unbearably uncomfortable (though I’d take a cold winter day any time of the year over a scorching hot icky day). Maybe the built-in AC and heater represent working in comfort, saving me from the unbearable discomfort of torturous weather conditions. As for the tickets, there were so many of them. In business sense, lots of tickets mean lots of business. Although such an object has no relevance to me, I would like to think that the dream somehow indicates good fortune and prosperity…..wishful thinking. I read that a dream about receiving a gift symbolizes luck or prosperity. I am iffy about believing into what dreams mean and I am not superstitious at all. But it wasn’t a bad dream to start off the New Year with, especially when the ending of the previous year was less than pleasant.
At the restaurant, beef tartare is one of the items on the menu. For this dish, we only use high quality, FRESH meat. When the meat is about to become old (of course not when it has already become old, but right before it is about to become old but no longer FRESH FRESH to be served to customers), we cook it up and feed the staff. We make tacos or whatever with it. So on Friday night, I had some beef tartare left that was about to get old. The meat still smelled and tasted okay. Instead of cooking it, I decided to serve it raw as is. It tasted fine.
Around 2-3am, I go to the bathroom…and B-A-R-F!!! I puked out what I had been holding in. I felt much better after puking. Then ten minutes later, I felt the urge to puke again. OMG this went on ALL night. I was running back and forth to puke. And the puke session lasted until approximately 9pm the next night! I even had to call in sick Saturday. I couldn’t even eat anything because it would have made me puke even more. All I had that day was a tangerine and some Orange Juice, which made me puke more immediately after…so I just stopped eating altogether.
It’s funny. I was the only one that got sick. Three other people ate the beef tartare, -my boss and two of the waiters. But they are French! Could that have something to do with it, possibly?? Their stomachs probably have enzymes that my Korean stomach does not. It’s ironic because a couple of days before the night of getting sick, my boss told me that he got sick from eating bad Kimchi at a Korean restaurant. And I have eaten plenty of bad Kimchi and never got sick from it. This can only mean that our stomachs are designed differently lol.
Then come Monday, my day off….a day when I can eat whatever. By Monday, I was STARVING. Every time I puke or have a hangover, I crave something soupy. I went for some soon tofu for lunch. I went to Chodang. The quality of the place really went down over the years. I don’t really like the place, but it hit the spot that day (hey I was starving for days).
After eating the mediocre Mexican food, I was now craving PIES! I was craving cream pies. One slice was not enough. I went a little overboard and bought three different types of cream pies. I was really making up for the days of not being able to eat.
And the next day (New Year’s Eve), I was scheduled to work….still queasy, still feeling like I’m about to die. Great…working while feeling nauseous, weak, and miserable..NOT FUN!! And on top of that, I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to eat all night because we were expecting a super busy night. So yeah….I was dying all night. But I survived..
All I could do when I got home was take a shower and lay in bed. I watched the remainder of the countdown on television. Miley Cyrus was performing when I turned on the tube. She had a crazy year. I miss her long hair. I don’t know why she wants to keep it so short. I don’t understand women that like to have their hair so short. Anyways, I liked that one song that she was performing. I’ve never heard that one before. I’m not sure if it’s new, but I’m iTune-ing it. Ohhh…then come midnight, Jenny McCarthy kisses Donnie Wahlberg. I didn’t even know they were dating!