I’ve been living in a hotel the past week. I’m home tonight but back in the hotel next week. It’s a very nice hotel. Accommodations were great.
It’s not home. It’s just not.
Helaine sent me on my way with bagels, bananas and a huge container of fresh fruit salad. That helped. It’s not home cooking.
One of the biggest problems of life on-the-road is eating well. The temptation is fast food. Most fast food is caloric suicide.
I headed to the grocery store instead. Thursday night Connie at Von’s made me a hot chicken breast sandwich on sourdough with artichokes, fresh mozz, lettuce and tomatoes.
I went back tonight and added a cup of soup. I couldn’t stay away.
A sandwich isn’t my best choice, but it beats most alternatives. It’s so easy to eat poorly.