Mom and I headed Southwest a few hours to visit Aunt Sharyn, Uncle Mark and Cousin Molly. On the way, we stopped at a Panera on the Ohio Turnpike and enjoyed a bowl of french onion soup and half a panini. I had the turkey artichoke. My favorite, until I saw mom's....
Hers was buffalo mozzarella, sun dried tomato spread, fresh tomatoes and basil. And look how much cheese they put on her french onion soup?! Nummers. We were happy and full, but not stuffed.
My oh my, the turnpike has certainly changed. I remember when your choices were Big Boy, an ice cream cone or a hot dog.
Wednesday workout: 3 mile run
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