I typically don’t go out to eat lunch during the week. Sometimes I’ll go and grab food, but most of the time when we’re not being fed, I will bring my own. Last week my team went out for our “last supper” lunch. We’re getting a new boss. It’s quite a traumatic thing. It deserved some team commiserating. Since we’re in Conshy, there weren’t many options, and noone wanted to make a decision, so we ended up at the Boathouse. It’s not an exciting place, but it’s somewhere to go.

D got a burger of some kind. There’s bacon on it. Can’t go wrong with bacon! K got a chicken BLT sandwich? Looks pretty good, eh? The kept poaching his fries, they were good. Again, bacon on his sandwich, another winner.
