Back To Work, Back To Food...

Not that Luke doesn't keep me extraordinarily well fed at home, but now that I'm downtown again this week, I'm back to eating the deliciously fattening and bad-for-you food at Market Fresh. And having so much at lunch that I come home with no desire for dinner. To get to Market Fresh, I have to walk one block up a steep hill, and one block over. Basically, a diagonal block from where I work, but a tall building is in the way. There is a long escalator that runs through the tall building from my corner to Market Fresh. I could get there without expending any energy whatsoever. But deep down I feel I can better justify eating a big, bad lunch if I skip the escalator, and trudge up that hill!

OK, that's silly, but it works for me...


Mmmmm.... potstickers....