Well, it wasn't terrible or anything. I just had very high hopes for my leftovers. Perhaps I shouldn't trust my opinion of what I just made after drinking a bottle of wine while making it. My sweet and sour pork meatballs with stir fried broccoli, carrots and green peppers were in serious need of some salt.
And I'm a total salt snob, so I'm certainly not going to be using one of those little packets in the break room. I'll have to pack up a little bag of kosher salt to throw in my drawer. It's tough to remember that bag of peanut butter cookies is for The Stylist and should not serve to round out my disappointing lunch.
Also, a note to Sun Luck -- they call it five-spice powder because there is more than just fucking cinnamon in it.