My leash extends for a moment around the lunch hour. It immediately snaps back after 60 minutes. Today I decided to test my luck and venture farther than normal, knowing that there was a chance that I wouldn't make it back within the 60 minutes. Daring, exhilirating, rebellious. These are the small things at work I live for.So where do I decide to go? Food. Ha, no surprise. Cosí - how do you pronounce that? Maybe "cozy" to go along with the comforting atmosphere. Truly, it looks similar to Panera. Hmm which came first? Cosí or Panera? (FYI. Panera came first, starting in 1981 by Ronald M. Shaich.) And what makes this place so special, aside from their escalated prices?
Reading over the menu, I decide on a rich soup. My boss coughed on me today. Quite literally, coughed ON me. Coming back from LA, I'm sure he caught Ebola or West Nile, some foreign contaminent that he has to spread to my poor department.
CON: the menu is in the hall and my tiny, little, peanut brain for some reason entirely forgot what I wanted when I got to the counter. There's no menu behind the barista-like people. I crumbled under the pressure and ordered a sandwich. DOH!All this was immediately forgotten when I got my little card, which indicates to a food runner which order goes to which table. The simple fact that they're bringing the order to you appeals to my lazy and hungry nature. A great combination of a restaurant like atmosphere with deli quick service.
I went over 60 minutes and I still didn't get to enjoy their prized feature: the s'mores! Bummer, but highly recommended the lunch spot.
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