Lunch today was my standard fare from Grand Central: a bistro ham sandwich (ham, butter, lettuce, Swiss, on a half baguette) and a ginger apple cider. Been super busy, getting everything ready for my first product launch.
Speaking of which: No sales today, sorry folks, but perhaps tomorrow.
Oatmeal cooked in duck fat with dried fruit (cherries and apples), salt, and pepper. Yum!
Eaten while planning my day.
A slice each of waldorf and Italian pizzas, a pint of blackberry soda, and a small salad, while reading the Terms of Service for Google Checkout merchant services.
Lunch was a pair of “nutri tacos” from a stand around the corner from the Village Free School - one with shredded pork, one with shredded beef. It left me wondering how to inform a restaurant that they may be out of compliance with city code (in this case by using styrofoam for their to-go containers) without coming off as arrogant or threatening, but still conveying the importance of the issue to me.
I think I have something like an answer, in the practice I think of as “being the Truth” - spending some time reflecting on all the different things I want to convey, letting the feeling of those communications settle into my body before acting or speaking on the matter, and then acting as I’m led while trusting that my whole being will move in concert with my intent. Thanks to my teachers and mentors for training me in the essential pieces of that process, and helping me put it all together.
Okay, so not really soup - just broth. And an apple. Consumed on the way to the Village Free School for an hour of Original Play.
YAF potluck dinner, singing, silent worship, and committee meeting. It was lovely. There were eight or nine of us, and we ate a bunch of tasty food (including way too much sugar…).
I used Vegenaise in my borscht, instead of sour cream, and it was good (though of course slightly different from the usual).
Pretty much everything was vegan - except the Voodoo donuts, only one of which was vegan, and the borscht when served with sour cream.
I just had lunch with my dear f/Friend Ron. I had a Patriot and two glasses of sweet tea; he had a grits sampler. We talked about life, the universe, and everything. Always a pleasure for me to connect with him. Funny, too, to hear him say “that’s exactly right” - because if you’d asked me last night, I’d have said he would never say anything so judgmental. I love how closely he and I find our values aligned. And I’m glad he suggested lunch - he’s one of those Friends in my meeting who seems to be a naturally emergent Elder for me; I value the grounding provided by reflecting on his questions and interacting with his curiosity about my life.
Earlier, I had a few crackers, a slice of Colby Jack cheese, and a cup of grape juice during social hour.
A raspberry muffin. At a game night, and then “the hearth,” with a bunch of Friends.
(Thanks to Friends of Trees and REI for providing snacks, left over from the tree planting we did in the morning. Yay for not wasting food!)
Lunch with Cat, Josh, and Viridian for Josh’s birthday. Later, a half-slice each of Irish oatmeal cake and vegan pumpkin cheesecake.
Earlier, I ate the last of the sweet potatoes and a little of the apple sponge cake for breakfast (around 9:20), then an apple for a snack while planting trees. And some juice.
Pepper bacon cheeseburger with extra patty and no mayo (though I put on some vegan russian dressing of my own) and a three-berry smoothie from Burgerville, enjoyed in the company of a lecture hall full of Reedies while watching The Princess Bride.