{"id":1955,"date":"2010-04-05T05:18:07","date_gmt":"2010-04-05T10:18:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riverdogprints.com\/photocardblog\/?p=1955"},"modified":"2010-04-05T05:18:07","modified_gmt":"2010-04-05T10:18:07","slug":"lunch","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/lunch\/","title":{"rendered":"Lunch"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/fornal\/363700193\/\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/363700193_af9c71ba9711.jpg\" alt=\"click image for credit\" title=\"click image for credit\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-1956\" \/><\/a>One of my favorite words&#8230;<br \/>\nFresh is another.  Or Bounce.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nLunch.  It&#8217;s evolution over the years of my life have all been good.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nRemembering my mom making lunch for me and my brother &#8211; grilled cheese and tomato soup in the cold months or pb&#038;j in the warm.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nLunch in the college dining hall, where I could eat Capt. Crunch if I wanted and frequently did.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nI sang the only solo I will ever sing in front of a crowded theater, belting out <em><a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=YfSp21eMLN0\" target=\"_blank\">The Ladies Who Lunch<\/a><\/em>.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nMy first lunch as a working girl in Manhattan&#8230; I wish I could remember the specific place, but I do remember the feeling.  I was finally a grown-up!<br \/>\n<br \/>\nLunch in Bryant Park with my future husband and MIL, talking about religion and what it would mean for my future family.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nNow, going to lunch means I get to connect with friends that I see too infrequently.  We make time for each other in our hectic lives to sit and break bread and enjoy one another&#8217;s company.  Who wouldn&#8217;t be hungry for that?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One of my favorite words&#8230; Fresh is another. Or Bounce. Lunch. It&#8217;s evolution over the years of my life have all been good. Remembering my mom making lunch for me and my brother &#8211; grilled cheese and tomato soup in the cold months or pb&#038;j in the warm. Lunch in the college dining hall, where [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[109,191],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1955","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-girlfriends","category-personal"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1955","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1955"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1955\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1955"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1955"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cynthomas.com\/rdpblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1955"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}