It's all about chow time.

I recognize there has been an inordinate amount of talk about food in this blog. But you know the old saying "an army travels on it's stomach". the anxiety among all of us must burn untold calories. I trust my body in its infinite wisdom to guide me towards one quarter pound of bacon and three eggs every morning. It knows best.
I must admit, the commissary food is pretty good. They have the salad bar, different entrées, plus Pret, Pain Quotidien, and Starbucks. Rumor has it a Bloomingdale's is scheduled to open soon.
Funniest line of the day came in the commissary from Sue Bennett.
I watched her pick up three different pears from the fruit bowl and examine them carefully before finally selecting another and then walking away with it. I asked her what made her choose that particular pear. She said "you pick up three and then take the next one."
Now that's wisdom.
I'm not going to talk about food anymore, but I had a really good Indian curry with prawns for dinner.