I have been fighting for my life on an archaeological excavation for almost a month now, and each day we are given a random panino and a fruit for lunch. What always brings me back from the brink of total collapse is are the yummy meatball panini and a big, juicy peach. Save me meatball sandwich save me My biggest lunch time enemy is the eggplant panino. I hate u eggplant panini
corduroy if you liked playing in the sandbox as a kid, youβd probs enjoy it! but it is also hot and nasty and grueling so it is only as much fun as you make it π
Iβm talking marinara sauce dripping down your forearms. An absurd numbers of balls stuffed into fresh italian bread. melted mozzarella binding it all together. attainable piece of heaven.
There are times when I feel the urge to eat pasta. A plate of pasta with a good cheese sauce, maybe some guanciale or pesto. I don't know, I feel like that's the only thing that could satisfy me. Anyone else on the same page?
Thereβs no key to happiness, but I think this is part of it. Ask the deli guy how his day is going. Tell the lady who held the door for you to have a good one.
The good u put out into the world will come back to you tenfold. Today i chit chatted with the person making my lunch and then when their card machine wasnβt working, he gave me a big ole discount!! Super awesome I am so grateful π
After I got up and showered on Friday morning, I went down to the coffee shop on my block to get breakfast. As I was on my way home, the woman walking behind me said, βOh, you look so cozy. You look like you woke up and thought Iβm gonna get myself a coffee and crawl right back into bed!β Dear reader, that is exactly what I thought when I woke up that morning!
