On My Wish List: Adult Lunch Box

Ever since starting my 8-5 office job in August, I’ve done my healthy, holistic, adult-lady very best at bringing my lunch to work everyday. I’ve had so many jobs in the past where I find myself heading out to pick up unhealthy and relatively cheap, but ultimately expensive meals. Everyday. My waistline and my wallet are always super bummed out at me when I majorly fail at planning ahead and pack a lunch and I’m just not into letting them down anymore. They have a hard enough time as it is. This goal not helped by the fact that my office is on a street lined with delicious (yes, delicious) fast food options AND my office provides lunch brought in from some of my favorite restaurants on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Lunches that I’m in charge of ordering. And picking up. Resulting in my car smelling richly of cheese pizza, burgers and fries and Mexican food. Not cool.

So far, I’ve done really well and I do my best to mix it up and make meals for myself that feel special, but a grand total of THREE of my coworkers asked if I was sick as the only logical justification as to why I would be eating soup out of a sad looking Tupperware for lunch. This while they each ate piping hot slices of cheese pizza right in front of my face felt. No. Not sick. I just like soup, OKAY!?

All this to say, all I want is for my beautiful, shining, hour long break from 12:00-1:00 is food that excites me and encourages me to carry on through the day, you know? Just a little, shining beacon of hope that working at a desk for 42 hours of my week isn’t actually crushing my soul.

Enter the metal lunchbox. This little baby has been on my wishlist for months, but now that I have a real reason to use it, I think it might be time to justify a splurge. There’s something old-timey and wonderful about it that reminds me of a small schoolboy taking his lunch to school during the Cold War. Maybe he’s named Nicolas. Maybe he’s not. Either way, it’s pure function with accidental style. A rare find.

That, and the fact that I like sections. In my lunches. And in life. More on this later.

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