I have some in my desk in the event that I forget to bring my lunch and/or can't get out for lunch. Lucky, lucky, lucky for me, that happens more and more often.
Which means more folks laugh at me as I heat up my Ramen in the kitchen.
But one coworker made me feel so much better about my college-throwback habit.
He told me that he used to eat Ramen DRY. No water. No heating it up. Just dry, crunchy noodles.
Suddenly, I'm feeling rather cosmopolitan! Hot water! Spice packet!
Take THAT, Martha Stewart!
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