Stopped at Chick-fil-a on my way home ‘cause there’s one right near my house and got their grilled market salad which is my go-to fast food meal (also really it was just an excuse to get lemonade in order to pour a whole bunch of Pimm’s into). I had eaten about 80% percent when I noticed that my next bite was about to have something that isn’t lettuce, chicken, feta, or fruit – a lady bug.
Glrrrgh.
Needless to say, my supper is over. Bugs are cute but not when they’re in my food.
The Obsessive Dilettante 