Monday, January 19, 2015
To keep the blubber and asthma at bay, sometime you've got to do what you've got to do. From this:
Take-out from The Lunch Box, as fine a po-boy as can be had anywhere. Not to be confused with the pale imitation in California. (A salmon po-boy? Really? Bwahahaha. I doubt they even serve it with any kind of hot sauce.) It does hurt to throw that good bread away, but it doesn't hurt as much as not breathing.
On a marginally related note, for our poor malnourished readers who can't get real po-boys but are forced to make do with some unholy concoction known as a "submarine sandwich," The Argyle Sweater had this cartoon today:
Well, I guess it beats eating a salmon po-boy.