Paul made me his signature tuna salad sandwich for lunch today. Fat-free, full of veggies (including tomatoes from our garden!), on whole wheat bread. Somehow a meal made by someone else always tastes better than one you made yourself. And apparently, it doesn’t have to be all that good for it to taste better. I remember my friend Jenn telling me that even when her mother just slapped two pieces of bread around some peanut butter and a smear of jam, it always tasted better than when she made her own lunch.
It must be the thought that really counts eh?
1 comment:
I think you're totally right. I just had the best fruit salad for breakfast...a gemmill special.
the samich sound delish!
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