When you cram too many task into one lunch hour something is bound to be cut back.  Running around town for myself, my company, and my lunch I had no plan whatsoever. I had no idea where lunch was coming from until I was driving down the road and my stomach growled. As I recovered from the rumbling, low and behold, I was near my Micky D’s. I swung into the parking lot, parked the car, and headed inside. I didn’t know what I wanted until the lady in front of me ordered a chicken sandwich. Three strips and the rumbling was gone.