I just realized that my office lunches have begun to normalize.
Mondays I munch on Gyros and Fries at Ayola.
Tuesdays taste of glorious Banh Mi (Vietnamese sandwiches) from Muffins Muffins.
Wednesday are wonderful burrito adventures with Bob and Bill at Cancun.
Thursdays I repent with a salad from Working Girls.
Fridays are a wild card. I have a meeting at job #2 during lunch from job #1, so sometimes I skip lunch.
I’m surprised Mr. Cooking Pants doesn’t bring his own lunch. Spendy spendy.
Runt! I mean, rut…