White chicken chili (a new batch) and white cheddar, fried egg, toasted french bread.
Having never owned a furry pet, I find it really, really difficult to understand how and why some people pour so many resources into the well-being of their dogs. I mean, I think dogs are lovable and endearing and can be seen as "part of the family," and I certainly believe they should be treated humanely and given proper nutrition/shelter/exercise. But the thing that gets me every time is that in many cases, dogs in this country live about 50x better than many human beings do, in other parts of the world.
Yesterday, I met up with a couple friends to hike Muir Woods for the first time (and struck another thing off my To Do List). We decided to do yuppie hiking--a term I first heard from vchu--that is, went with our packs full of provisions for a gourmet picnic at the top of the mountain. Jenny brought the wine and grapes, Beth brought the chocolate and apples, and I brought the bread and cheese.
Episodes 3 and 4 were not quite as strong as the first two (I need more weirdness), but I'm not complaining yet.
It's been an adjustment having to take lunch to work with me (so much planning!). But just because I'm trying to be economical doesn't mean I have to brownbag it. Indeed, why not gold/blue/white/black bag it? Tired of packing my lunch in old shopping bags (even Anthropologie), I decided I needed something more environmentally friendly and just the right size.