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16 servings of cheap pilsner last night? Attracted to a 6” seafood sandwich you saw being ordered and need someone to talk to? Feel like something pasta-y, but not exactly? This is what terrorizes our nation’s workers every day. It is ever-present, in the back of our minds--riding on the train, up the elevator, in that meeting. But these are simply facets of the one great question. The answer to which must be provided before we can ever grasp contentment. What’s for lunch?
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http://thebreadlinedc.blogspot.com/
This is the blog of my usual lunch spot. I share, not to tease and torment with their daily menus of delectable gastronomic delights, but rather because I like their style.
While it doesn't lend itself to being directly copied in this forum, perhaps the WFL proprietors can glean some inspiration.
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