Food Digest

Turkey sandwich on wheat bread. Carrots. Baked Lays, of the southwest ranch persuasion. Eaten in a hurry because I had to hustle out the door to take a photo on deadline. Not my normal Monday afternoon.

I am a picture of health. Turkey sandwich for lunch, with green grapes and carrots. Not pictured: The unhealthy part. Some Doritos and a Coke. You can’t win ‘em all. Speaking of Doritos, I need to make a date with Taco Bell to try their new Dorito-shell tacos. That’s the kind of American ingenuity I can get behind.

Turkey sandwich on white Wonder bread with mayo and — what?!? — Huddle House-brand barbecue sauce that I picked up last year in Kentucky. The bbq sauce was a nice addition. Gave it an appropriate amount of kick. But then again, so did the spicy nacho Doritos.

I am a picture of health. Except for the chips. And the American cheese. And the mayo.

Well, OK. I’m not so healthy. But it was cheap and quick and relatively healthy, compared to the sludge I often crave around the noon-hour. Instead, I ate this: Turkey sandwich with mayo, mustard, cheese and tomato. Barbecue Krunchers chips. Baby carrots. Red grapes.

Turkey sandwich on wheat, with mayo and American cheese. Baked nacho cheese Doritos and a cup of strawberry yogurt. And a can of Coca-cola (unpictured)! Happy Hump Day.

The last of the Christmas turkey breast, on a bed of spanish rice and black beans.