After work, before the gym, Lisa and I walk through the mall food court. It's on our way from the metro to the gym, but it has an added bonus: a couple times a week we walk past the restaurants that give chicken samples. Bourbon, BBQ and Teriyaki. Bourbon is the best.
We'd do it everyday if we didn't worry they'd figure out we were the same girls who come by around 5:30 every afternoon but don't buy anything.
Someday maybe I'll buy a plate of chicken and rice. But until then, samples are all I need.
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