Confession #1

Salad bars freak me out. There's no way they can be sanitary. I have no faith in sneeze guards. And how are they supposed to protect from bugs and returning spoons to wrong containers and cross contamination and such? And how can I trust that the vegetables are fresh or that the dressings haven't been spit in? They're just not worth it. They come with too much anxiety and stress.

They're like bacterial sex clubs. And they FREAK ME OUT.




Also, it looks like night #5 is going to suck just as bad as the first 4.

I wonder if anyone ever reads this blog.