While others dwell on the mysteries of life, the tragedy of death, or what's with the new judge on American Idol, we dined until full at White Castle yesterday after church.
No one cares what I had for lunch today, but here you are, reading away. See some of the more thoughtful posts linked on the leftside bar.
In the meanwhile, as there are true troubles in this world not involving petty reports about my lunch, give generously, or get involved.
If good food is what you need, then I say try a Hungarian meal tonight. Make one yourself, or, if in Chicago, try our favorite Hungarian restaurant. If you go there, be sure to tell the owners (Tamas or Alina) I sent you. You won't be the first, and he'll be glad to hear the good news.