Three days a week around
eleven, I eat lunch at home from my wonderfully overstuffed chair. Perhaps a scoop of cottage cheese, mayo, and
half an avocado. Proteins and fats instead
of carbohydrates. I’ve spent my mornings
rushing around even on the internet.
Thanks to many of you, I have wonderful people I visit here.
I’ve been known to fall
asleep with a snort and snore after lunch.
My head bobs. I get a headache. Silly me.
Wednesdays and Fridays I
take lunch with me to work. G packs me a
sandwich…paper thin slices of homemade bread, meat, and lots of lettuce in a Ziploc
baggie. That baggie is my key to eating
and working at the same time. My work is
dirty, and I don’t want a dirt clogged sandwich while I sort or shelve books
and clothes. Yes, I often stick my
baggie in my apron pocket and grab a bite when I can.
Saturday’s we have been
having lunch at the Broken Yolk. For
years we ate at Perry’s, but the Yolk’s morning foods seem less greasy. Yes, I feel guilty eating somewhere new. We have way too many breakfast places within
a four block area: two Denny’s, Naked Cafe,
Perry’s, Broken Yolk, I-HOP, a hotel restaurant, Swami’s, a waffle place, and
tons of fast food places. You would
think somebody would have made a functional business plan before starting a
breakfast restaurant in this very tiny neighborhood.
I confess. Pancakes were my favorite thing for years. No more.
But I sure do remember them fondly.
So many restaurants to choose from. As I get older, I find I don't want to eat out so much. Much better food at home, or done the way I like I guess.
ReplyDeleteThose ads for the pineapple pancakes at IHOP sure do a number on my taste buds! Thankfully, we don't have an iHOP anywhere near us! LOL Gratitude for you and G being in my life. Will try to start writing again...
ReplyDeleteI'm sure there might be one or three more breakfast joints in the hood. We might have to drive in circles.
ReplyDeleteG is such a sweetheart to make to a lovely, convenient lunch for you.
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