Lunch
on Wednesday involved a couple of choices that were not successful. First the
rye bread that we like is far better not toasted but until it popped out brown,
warm and really dry and hard, that detail is forgotten. The soup had a tang of
salsa, which is nice on its own but coupled with lemon dressed sardines topping
the toast, left a weird taste in the mouth.
What
really seems noteworthy is that the day before I asked ‘when is the last time that
you had a bad meal?’
Now the answer
to that question would be ‘On Wednesday.’
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