Everybody’s got one. That lunch you make day after day after day no matter how many days in a row it’s been. It’s that thing that doesn’t require cooking, just assembly. That thing whose components end up in your shopping cart each week even though every week you say, “I should really eat something else for lunch…” That thing that just never really gets old.
I like to think that for most people, that lunch rut thing is a turkey sandwich. For me, it’s these random bowls of… stuff.
Instead of bread… some kind of whole grain (rice, millet, whatever).
Instead of turkey… beans, tempeh, nuts… or all three at once.
Instead of American cheese… feta.
Instead of a limp leaf of iceberg lettuce… steamed kale.
It’s kind of the same, right?
People look at my lunch and they think it’s weird. That’s not true; they tell me it’s weird. First of all, who decided that it was appropriate for people to tell me my food is weird? Aside from the occasional uncontrollable visceral gag reaction to certain meats, I keep my mouth shut about other people’s meal choices. You know what I think is weird? Eating something like this:
[That's a Twinkie, y'all.]
Rant aside, when people are done telling me my food is weird, they also tell me that they don’t have time to make something like it because it’s so involved. But I assure you, they do.
So long as the grain has already been prepared, these bowls take me all of 30 seconds to throw together in the morning. They are my turkey sandwich. Except they probably take less time to prepare and are significantly cheaper.
What’s your “turkey sandwich”? Also, do you think my food is weird?
[Don't answer that.]