I feel like crap every time I break down and go to a Briazz shop for lunch. It’s this chain of to-go food places owned by starbucks that values stability in choice and food, without any of the variation you’d normally find in any neighborhood establishment.
Whenever I can’t find anything else to eat for lunch, I go there, and when I order I feel like just saying “I give up, I can’t deal with personal choice in this city. Please give me foodstuff #a353 and a cup of #d827 soup. Oh, and throw in a grande mocha latte and a pair of Gap khaki pants.”