Today, I had lunch with friend, Molly Taylor, Business
Development Manager, Metro Atlanta Chamber of Commerce, at the Palomar Hotel’s
Pacci restaurant. After I dragged myself 90 degrees into the circular,
velvet-covered booth to be close enough to talk, I had a good lunch of a
chicken pressed sandwich. She went for the Toscana Sandwich. French fries
called to me, and of course, I listened. I always order them since I know my
women friends will eat them off my plate (and won’t order them). Molly ate
three; I did better than that. I brought half my sandwich home for later since
tomorrow is my monthly weigh-in at Weight Watchers. The old me would have eaten
the whole sandwich. The best part of the meal: a brown bag cookie to go. I’ll
be back!
My Lunch
And, Molly's.
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