Comments on: Baloney Sandwiches & Chicken Noodle Soup

By: ben overby

ben overby — Sat, 14 Jul 2007 16:10:09 +0000

Dee,

Greg’s probably right. The lunch probably has more to do with the “company” than the ingredients. I almost always eat lunch at home.

By: cwinwc

cwinwc — Sat, 14 Jul 2007 02:11:56 +0000

Add some basil to that tomato soup and you’ve got a date.

Having lunch at home is one of the benefits of being off for the summer.

By: John Roberts

John Roberts — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 15:51:45 +0000

I occasionally go out to eat lunch, but I much prefer to go home and eat lunch. My wife is a school teacher so it’s great during the summer to get to go home and be with her for a few minutes. And my favorite lunch is what ever is left over from dinner the night before. (Unless we’re having it again that night, and then I have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.)

By: Donna

Donna — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 14:43:16 +0000

I would love to live close enough to go home everyday….the next best thing is having lunch with my babies…

By: preacherman

preacherman — Fri, 13 Jul 2007 03:45:14 +0000

I go home everyday for lunch and eat a sandwinch with my wife. I love baloney and cheese sandwinches. When I am sick though I eat chicken noodle soup. It always makes you feel better.

By: TCS

TCS — Thu, 12 Jul 2007 20:49:56 +0000

maybe he’s Italian and is needs to come home for a daily nap? Of course you know I agree with Greg’s answer about where food tastes best.

By: janice

janice — Thu, 12 Jul 2007 19:34:15 +0000

I grew up on bologna sandwich,

my city gandmother , when I was little would fry up bologna and chesse for me, 2 slices of bologna with the chesse in the middle of it. mumm good,

oh and Dee, i would say that he comes home to be with his sweet heart!

By: Greg England

Greg England — Thu, 12 Jul 2007 19:00:07 +0000

P. S. Anyone, though, who will voluntarily eat a bologna sandwich can eat just about anything!

By: Greg England

Greg England — Thu, 12 Jul 2007 18:59:20 +0000

I’d buy that explanation if, when he stays in town, he orders a bolgna sandwich. My guess is he comes home because food never tastes better than when we are someplace we love to be and with someone we love with all our hearts. That’s my guess. For years, I could walk about 70 feet (which is pushing the limit of my endurance) to our house and eat lunch, but it would be a solo act. I had much better food at the house, but would elect to go to some fast food place to eat with someone I knew … and the past few years, to eat with my bride.