We took a staff lunch today. After a morning deliberating where to go, I managed to negotiate the group out of Wagamama's yet again (I'm really not into their service style and don't appreciate the whole 'fusion' thing, which simply allows them to use common, generic ingredients and call it cool), and aim for a picnic in the park with some pork sandwiches from Grazing - Jess' fine suggestion.The sandwich bar specialises in roast and deli meats, and is famous in our neck of the business woods for their pork roll, so I went for the signature item - with the works. Slices of pork on a granary bun with two roast potatoes mashed on top, stuffing, apple sauce, sofened carrots and cabbage.
It was over the top - or at least falling out the sides - Sunday roast smashed between bread! I'd give it raving reviews, but it was unfortunately rather dry (not the meat, but more likely the combo of potato and bread. Perhaps more apple sauce would remedy?) and I landed the fatty end of the pork, just before the chef pulled out a new batch of roast meat. Mouthfuls of gelatinous pork fat. Gross.
Still, I enjoyed it, and it's always nice to spend some social time with the coworkers. Must say (and can probably speak for the company), little work was done during the second half of the day - all the blood rushing to my digestive system left little to the brain for concentrating. We washed it all down with an early afternoon and a drink at the pub.
