Ten years of lunch
In July of 2014, I went to a retreat in Seattle with a few other designers. On my way to the airport, I stopped in a bookstore, but it was closed, because the staff was eating lunch. I explained my plight, that I would be late for my flight if I waited, and the owner spontaneously invited me in for a meal. We talked about design, food, farmers markets in Seattle, and I bought a book that the owner wrote about how important it is to pause for lunch in the middle of the day. I read it on the flight home and was so thoroughly, soul-level convinced by it that I resolved to make lunch every other Thursday for anyone who wanted to show up.
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