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Snack Centre
Last night after our dinner guests departed, I stayed up late to make my lunch.
Lentil and bulgur salad with diced vegetables, mango, mint, feta, and a smashing vinagrette.
I am proud to have made and brought my own lunch, and look forward to the envious glances at work.

But my co-worker is determined to upstage me at every turn. I show up wearing cute shoes, he is wearing a tie and a fabulous cap. That sort of thing.

So today, I showed up with my tupperware of homemade goodness to find a whole snack centre at his desk. Dried papaya. roasted almonds. Granola bars. Quaker dill pickle mini rice cakes. A shiny green apple. Two different kinds of herbal tea. How could I compete with a snack centre?

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