Sometimes it's just too hard to deal with the finickiness of being herbivorous. Today, for example, someone has offered to buy me lunch and I'm not going to take advantage of it. I know that his favorite restaurant has little in the way of strict vegetarian options. I could put together a meal from what they have, but today that's more effort than I want to make.
Instead, I'll stay home and write, listen to Vivaldi, walk in the backyard and contemplate whether to make vegetarian chili or za'atar flat bread with hummus and olives for dinner. Wait ... I just made up my mind. It's a hot day so flat bread is definitely called for with a nice salad.
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