When left to my own devices, I don’t always make the best choices. This is especially true when it comes to eating lunch by myself. A few weeks ago (on the day of Nathan’s fake birthday party), I had lunch at the Popeye’s Chicken/Gold Coast Dogs a block away from the new office.
I got a two piece and a biscuit, then settled down at a Formica table to, you know, chow down. I didn’t have much company in the restaurant, which was fine. I could enjoy my lunch in a quiet setting. Besides, who else would be at Popeye’s on a gorgeous Sunday afternoon?