Today, while parking in the garage downtown, I realized that, despite thinking of it at least three times before leaving the house, lunch was still at home. There were tasty options available, too, which had been pondered while dressing, drinking coffee, letting the dog out, and several other times during the morning. Macaroni and cheese. Rutabaga casserole. Pineapple and kalamata olive pizza. Peanut butter sandwich. Turkey sandwich. Tortellini with pesto sauce. So many options.
Luckily there is no starving in Downtown Lowell. Options include the convenience of Subway, just steps from the office, or a panini from a fancier shop a block or so away for which I have a gift card. There is the deli counter of a market a block away, and many wonderful small restaurants.
Sweet bologna, cheese, pretzel lunch. |
The improvised lunch of sweet bologna, cheddar cheese, smoked gouda, and honey mustard pretzels was plated on the most elegant of office kitchenette paper plates. The table for one was set at my cubicle, where I tried to avoid getting cheese crumbs in the keyboard while reading the news and lunching.
Breakfast had also come from the basket, and was a hearty repast of nuts and dried fruits supplemented with
chocolates and accompanied by a side of butterscotch coffee. This was much more appealing than the crunchy (dry as chalk) granola bar or the boring instant oatmeal stocked in my desk. Overall, it was a pretty good lunch and breakfast.
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