Foiled Again

Somewhere in this filthy apartment of mine lurk a handful of pilfered duck sauce packets I ganked from the local crappy Chinese place when the owner dude wasn't watching.

Naturally, I'm unable to enjoy the spoils of such a daring exploit. Fucking fast food Chinese karma.

In the meantime, I'm forced to cover my hunan chicken with this tomato/olive/vinegar dressing from Souper Market, which isn't as gross as it sounds, but not quite as divine as mass-produced duck sauce that probably gives you cancer if consumed in, well, any quantity.

Drat.