The lunch of my childhood was a study in what not to eat. Fried bologna. (Fried in bacon grease left over from breakfast.) White bread slathered with mayonnaise. A huge stack of salt-laden potato chips. A glass of whole milk. Now that I’m all grown up and know better than to eat that way, I’m not any healthier. Hmmm. Maybe I’ll have fried bologna for lunch today.
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