So what did I do for the summer picnic concert setting. As I recounted recently, KFC had been the logical destination for this picnic/concert issue. I could walk to it, get the food, and walk to the train to go up there. The KFC recently closed to put in a lame, drive-thru bank that the neighborhood doesn't need.
It's Saturday afternoon, and I'm still not sure what to do. I had about an hour to shop and get back. I was literally out the door and waiting to cross the street. And I stopped. I never crossed the street.
I decided to find something in the house. Perhaps, it would be less exciting, less tantalizing but healthier.
My original vision was fried chicken and cole slaw. I ended up with leftover spaghetti with sauteed crimini mushrooms, very cold not-quite-defrosted shrimp (on sale, trust me), pickle spears, applesauce (natural with sprinkled cinnamon), a salad with lowfat dressing, and milk.
I was plenty full and felt good that I didn't splurge. But I did see one table where they must have anticipated a batallion. There were about 10-12 huge pieces of fried chicken and party trays of potato salad and a couple of dishes I didn't recognize.
This place has a lot of people who go nuts and splurge on food. I saw this young woman on the way there who was snacking on Cheez-It crackers and chocolate chip cookies. I teased her to save some room for the meal at the site.
It is hard for me in the summer to watch people enjoy themselves by gorging. But at least this time, I did OK.
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