17 February 2011

granola

Last week at work we had a week of academic meetings. I just transferred to a new department, so I got to go this time (in the past, I haven't gone to anything except the all-staff dinner). During these meetings, they fly in almost all the remote employees (of which there are many). It's kind of ridiculously extravagant. I imagine they spend hundreds of thousands of dollars providing transportation, room, board, renting out the hotel for the meetings, and who knows what else. Just give us all a small raise and I'd be satisfied. But whatev. I guess I'll take what I can get.


So, during these meetings, they provided three meals a day. I didn't go to all the meals because I didn't want to spend 24 hours a day (that's hyperbolic) at the Little America hotel, the food wasn't that good (I'm convinced that it is nigh impossible to feed a lot of people all at once and have it all turn out really well), and because Tim couldn't come with me (boohoo). I did consider sneaking him in on several occasions. It was such a large event that I'm sure it would have gone completely unnoticed. He could have pretended he was a student mentor for the IT program or something and no one would have asked any questions.

On that note, maybe hanging out at hotels could be rewarding. You might be able to get a lot of free stuff unnoticed.

Anyway, the point of all of this is to say that I did eat some granola at breakfast one day and it was amazing. The perfect granola. I'm pretty sure it was homemade (it appeared to be, anyway), and I just want to know how I can get my hands on it so I can have it everyday for the rest of eternity.

Do you think if I called the hotel and asked for the recipe, they would tell me?

3 comments:

Rachel // Maybe Matilda said...

Maybe they would, but how much more boring could you be? What you need to do is plan a stealthy heist operation to obtain their top secret granola recipe. I dare you.

Meredith said...

I've got the Mission Impossible theme song on my ipod. Let's go!

divvd said...

my boyfriend works at a four-star restaurant and can always get recipes from the staff. just ask.

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