Hungry Sam - Hungry Sam

So, it's Passover, I'm near to moving (hopefully), and my parents are in town -- kind of a no-lunch-food-in-my-fridge Perfect Storm. Thus, I was forced to eat out for lunch yesterday. I know -- the horror.

Sandwich joints were out of the question (bread's a no-go/no-no), I'd had Indian just a day ago, salads make me grumpy, and I needed something fast -- so, the Whole Foods pay-per-pound bar seemed doable. I could control myself right? I can stop whenever I want. STOP LOOKING AT ME.

I was actually pretty virtuous, lunch-wise, and only spent about 6 bucks on food for right then -- I got some cilantro-lime tuna steak, a few roasted plantains, and a couple Swedish meatballs. Good protein, savory and tasty -- kind of hit the spot. See?

I'd already started eating before I thought to take a picture.

The problem with my plan is that I was still going to Whole Foods, a magical place where I do about 1/3 of my grocery shopping. My second mistake was getting a basket. Obviously, then, I had to buy apples, strawberries, milk, fish stew (wicked good salmon gumbo -- might've been an afternoon snack) honey, mustard seed, and tea. So although I managed to avoid spending $50 at the food bar, I did spend about $15 that had NOTHING to do with lunch.

Now, maybe some folks would have the self control to go to a supermarket and JUST buy lunch food, but Hungry Sam clearly does not.

Verdict: I just...can't. Can't go back.