Day 1227 Maybe the rock is but a mere pebble

I must admit, sometimes I like to talk in riddles. I enjoy stringing together various thoughts that allude to the comings and goings of the daily deli dilemmas. A reader who deems themself wise for reading in between the lines has requested I censor my cryptic contemplations. Perhaps they forget that I write for an audience larger then themselves. Is it my fault that you read my words and assign them to your own short comings? Impossible. How could a heathen like me rile a rock like you.

Salads:

Chickpea + sweet potato with mango lime pickle dressing

Fattoush

Potato salad with tahini dressing

Leek + chilli broccoli pasta

Soup: Chilled Gazpacho