07/28/2024
I've been staying in during the weekends, just doing chores and binge-watching romcoms with my partner, and one thing I've realized during these weekends is how much I love breakfast. I could eat different types of bread every morning and never get tired of it. Sourdough, brioche, rye—you name it, I’m obsessed. Nothing beats starting the day with a perfectly toasted slice and some coffee.
One of the perks of my job is that it's mostly rich white people (lol), which means we go out for lunch a lot. It’s a nice little break in the day, and they tend to pick some pretty fancy spots. As an example, we recently had a company outing to a baseball game, and they went all out by renting a suite with all the food and drinks provided. It's one of those perks of the job that I can't complain about, even if I don't necessarily like the people (lol x2).
The other day, I finally went out for lunch on my own—first time since starting this job. Grabbed a bagel loaded with tomato, pesto, mozzarella, turkey, and bacon, and it was incredible!! I’m ridiculously picky when it comes to food, so the fact that I actually enjoyed it is pretty much a miracle.