|"Gee that was a swell sandwich!"|
When it comes to meals, I'm really unimaginative. Or lazy. Most food decisions are made standing in front of an open fridge or pantry or something. Today, I spotted some corned beef in the freezer. I remember tossing it in there because the pastrami went bad about 20 minutes after I opened the package. So okay, corned beef. I'll have a corned beef sandwich. But on what?
I didn't have any rye. Wheat bread? No way. I probably should have had the challah roll but instead, I went for the other thing I saw in the freezer. Behind the fish sticks. A bagel.
Corned beef on a bagel! Yes! I'll thaw it out, toast it, add a little mustard and I'll be set. It was delicious. I stuffed it in my face as I drove to the library. And then it occurred to me: it was a plain bagel. Did I just eat a corned beef sandwich on, essentially, white bread?
I've been unemployed for around 6 weeks now and I think it's starting to take its toll. Hopefully things will work out before my Member Of The Tribe renewal comes due on Yom Kippur.