photography by: Dixie Chatt
Moody Foodie By: Angie Martinez We all have those moods where we want some food. Forget that, we always want food despite our moods. Sadly, your fridge is empty from your past experiences. The fridge looks vacant, and the small light flickers almost as if it was laughing at you. You yell out in agony, your stomach yelling along with you. Dropping to the floor and clutching your stomach.You pray to the food gods to bless upon you easy food to make. Wham! You get up from the floor, hastily opening the fridge. Inside, you see a few items that weren't there a few minutes ago. Grabbing the apron that suddenly appeared to your convenience, but sadly all your ideas are gone. Poof! Singing harmoniously, angels come down from the heavens and hand you this very article. Grasping and holding it close to your heart, you thank the gods for giving you this. From my computer in my dark bedroom, I smile at you for having these simple recipes in the palm of your hands. I, the great Angie, have composed your top food choice for any certain mood. Are you feeling mad? Eat some delicious hot cheeto mac and cheese. Oh, you're happy? Make this easy and simple ice cream sandwich to have a cooler day. Are you feeling sad? I’ve got the perfect food choice for you.Read along my dear friend.
Angry >:) You angry, bro? Well, I'm angry AND HUNGRY. I’m hangry. And you know what else? I really like Mac & Cheese. Ba da bing. Ba da boom. Insert explosion. BOOM! If you don’t have a box of Kraft mac and cheese in your cupboard, what are you doing with your life? If you don’t know how to cook mac & cheese, what are you doing with your life? Alright, alright let’s just pretend you know how to do all of the above. even if you don’t Hot Cheetos aren’t my personal favorite, don’t @ me. I just don’t think too much of spicy food. But man. Mac & Cheese hurts me. Physically and mentally. Something too godly for this world will now be eaten. When asking my fellow peers around me what food reminded them of anger, they didn’t answer. After asking them for the sixth time, they still didn’t answer. I had finally annoyed them to the extreme, and they answered me.
“I don’t know?” That was it. I ripped off my shirt, yelling at them. My body had morphed into the Hulk and I was beyond mad. Just kidding, that obviously didn’t happen. I just silently yelled at them in my head. Hot Cheetos? That was the response I had spent all my fourteen years looking for. After traveling across the globe, sailing all the seas, and cutting through all the jungles in the world, I had found the correct answer. Now, who in their right mind thought it would be a good idea to put Hot Cheetos in mac & cheese? Not me, that’s for sure.
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