cyrano | Lunch

The strong undeniable need for a gyro (it's been over a *week*) died as abruptly and mysteriously as Wash on Miranda, just about the time I hit Castro. So I ended up with a book and Mongolian BBQ. All you can eat was not the best choice on Day Three of the Increase Efforts on Portion Control plan, but I had about two thirds of what I usually do so apparently I am not completely defeated by it. Also, I got to sit out on the patio in the shade which transformed the weather into something lovely, and I deliberately parked four blocks away so there was some walking.
Now all I have to do is get something done at work.