Category: Memories
Nostalgia and a bit of psychoanalysis.
After my run yesterday I went to Dave’s and made myself a salad and grabbed a Braeburn apple. It was what my body was craving, so apparently I needed some iron [the majority of the leafy greens were spinach] and sundry other ruffage. It disappeared in no time. When I was working over the summer at Notre Dame, I used to take my lunch break and drive over to the Martin’s in Mishawaka with one of the guys on the ND cross country team who lived next door to me in the athlete dorm. There was a very limited and somewhat costly DH option, but the Martin’s salad bar was a nearly neverending source of relatively cheap and filling healthiness. Especially when I didn’t want to make tuna mac in the community kitchen.
Last night I also purchased some chocolate morsels, because I realized I didn’t have anything to bake with. So I anticipate cookie baking in the near future.