I did the dumbest thing ever today. I routinely forget my leftovers in the downtown office fridge, but this time really hurts. I took a coworker out to lunch (annual appraisal) at Chef Geoff’s today. It’s a little nicer than a typical lunch out, but SO worth it. They do interesting and delicious things. I had the tarragon cured salmon sandwich – salmon, egg salad, capers, boursin cheese, some arugula. It was incredible. And it was huge. I didn’t even finish half of it, but I most certainly had the rest boxed up to take with me. Got it back to the office, got it in the fridge, got my coworker to help me remember to bring it home. I saw her as I was getting ready to leave a few hours later, and I remembered. I had a plan: go to the bathroom, pick up my sandwich, go home. Instead, I went to the bathroom and then I went home. I had to walk right by the kitchen door, so it shouldn’t have been a problem. I should have said it out loud. I remembered as I was crossing the Potomac into Virginia. TOO LATE! I was sad. Still am. I’m not going back downtown until next week (WAY too late), so I called my coworker and asked her to find it a good home.
Sad panda is sad.