I was sitting at my desk at work when this delivery man came in. He happened to be from a local restaurant and he was dropping off samples of food from his establishment. From time to time I get solicitors who really shouldn’t be in the building but they run through and drop off menus and once in a while food for all of us to try. Their goal is to get us to visit them on our lunch hour or maybe stop in after work for happy hour. I have no idea if it works or not. For me? Nah.
So yesterday afternoon someone happened to stop with this huge stack of styrofoam containers. I got chatting with him for a few minutes and let him tell me all about his business, which is new and opened down the hill from my office building. It was such a cold day I had to give the guy credit for dragging all those boxes out of his car and walking through the halls here.
When he left I opened the carton to see what he brought. I found four sliders. Two roast beef and turkey with bacon on nice soft rolls. I’m not much on deli meat and they didn’t particularly look appealing to me but one of my first thoughts was “I’m going to bring one of these home for Chris!” Then my heart sank. Chris loved sandwiches, especially triple-deckers and sliders.
Instantly I was sullen. On one hand, how can I forget he’s gone yet on the other how can I believe it? I wonder when I’ll realize it to the point that it becomes solidified in my head and I don’t question it anymore.I had been having a pretty good day up until the point of the free food. It was my mother’s 87th Birthday and I had lunch with her. Funny enough, what did we eat? Subway sandwiches… Go figure. They really aren’t my favorite but they were easy enough to pick up on the way. Then she never ate any, she had oatmeal instead. Oh well. Mike and my siblings enjoyed them with me and she was glad for the company so it all worked out.
She did like her Bella Napoli butter cookies however.
I hope you enjoy an overstuffed sandwich sometime and think of Chris.
Savor every bite. :-)
Thank you for reading.