I had half of a New York Yankee Sandwich for lunch. (That’s pastrami and corned beef on rye with mustard and potato chips with a coke zero. I forgot to take a picture of it because I ate it on the bathroom vanity.)
As I write this, Alicia and I are sitting at DFW airport, awaiting our flight to Vegas. I ate my sandwich on the counter because Alicia was doing her hair.
I’ve got a crazy week planned in Vegas though. Lots of good eating… Should be good for this blog, bad for my waistline. I’ll keep y’all posted!
