Last week, or maybe it was two weeks ago, Ken and I went to Wheatsville Co-op, and besides him running into a bunch of old friends (including an ex-lover, which is another story for another time) the trip was rather uneventful. Until I met the Laptop Lunch. It's this little bento-box style lunch container that is a really cute all-in-one and environmentally friendly. I stared at this system for about 15 minutes, going back and forth with myself about getting it. I opted to wait.
The Laptop Lunch (LTL) was haunting my dreams. I day dreamed of lovely little organic meals, each dish in it's own compartment, oh the joy of garbage reduction!
Last night Ken and I went back to Wheatsville. I was determined to get the LTL. Back at the shop I remembered why I didn't get it in the first place, the whole system was a whopping $35. This was more than I wanted to pay, and the dishes didn't have lids to them. What if my food spilled everywhere, and the glorious segregation of salad and fruit was ruined into some kind of Califorication-miscegenation of strawberries with my romaine?! Sad and disappointed, dreams dashed, I looked down to see LUNCHOPOLIS!.
This little lunch system came with lids, and more boxes, and a real water bottle, and the ever so fashionable pink! And at $27, it suddenly seemed more reasonable. So today, I packed my lunch in individual pink polycarbonate containers, secured each dish into it's insulated carrying case, and enjoyed fresh, healthy, tasty food on my way out to Bryan, TX. No McDonald's for me. I'm Lunchopolis all the way.
Oh, and what was in the lunch box you ask?
Grilled salmon
Brown rice
Steamed green beans
Pink grapefruit wedges
Sugar Snap Peas
An apple
2 Clif Bars (for snacks)
A bottle of water
Yeah...it was a pretty yum day.
4 comments:
happy lunchopoling. sounds must wonderful. covetous of the yummy lunch too. food!!! down here, though, not such a bad system, folks have live-in maids, moms, grandmas, and it's amazing how lunchopolike they can be some times. this a.m., for example, went down for coffee, a plate with covered with this kitsch fly protector umbrella thing, my name on a little piece of paper, and underneath lovingly sliced chunks of fresh mellon. and then heading out the door, yrma to me, "oh don't forget your apple," promptly picked up and later eaten up thinking "wow! mom's cool." i like your american system too ...
Uhm Evan, is the Portugese screwing with your English?
negsextactly. m'screwed.
dreams dashed! you're so dramatic, I love it :) I love the lunchopolis contept, glad you're happy!
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