1) Au Bon Pain has suddenly, and without any type of notification (such as certified letter to me), stopped carrying Nantucket Nectars Half & Half, my most beloved bottled drink (half Ice Tea/half Lemonade, what some would call an “Arnold Palmer”).
Problem the first: This is the only reason I even went to ABP today.
Problem the second: This drink is almost impossible to find in Chicago. (Even in NYC, I used to make special trips to Penn Station as there was a very reliable vendor of it there.)
Dear ABP,
You’ve just been banned from my lunchtime rotation for at least a month. So there.
Sincerely,
My entire life is falling apart, and NOW THIS?
Are you kidding me,
Duff
2) I for some unknown and clearly completely ridiculous reason ordered brown rice in my otherwise deliciously dependable Mayan Chicken Harvest Rice Bowl.
Problem the first: This brown rice thing? Has a shall we call it very distinctive….flavor? We are not fans.
Dear White Rice,
I am missing the shit out of you right now.
Sincerely,
The big loserly lover of blandness in her food,
Duff