This meal answers that important, incessant, weekday question.
After braving our respective routes — Caitlin, the Red Line, I, the Beltway — we arrive home around 7:00 p.m., tired from the day’s activities. After a quick moment of reprieve, we often head down to the apartment gym to get some much-needed exercise.
Once we’re back upstairs, the question rears its head. The question that creeps into our minds every night, demanding an immediate answer. The question is bandied about Continue reading












