Usually somewhere between 8:05AM and 8:30AM the topic of conversation around here will turn to what everyone plans to have for lunch. And it carries on intermittently throughout the morning. Every once in a while it quiets down. Like when Beth is eating her grapefruit. Or I'm eating my ramen noodles. (Yes. I really just said that. I'm old enough to be President and I still eat ramen.) And when Sarah or Brigitte are drinking their fancy shakes. Well, they call them juices but I personally contend that juices are made of things that grow on trees. Like apples and oranges. However, things that grow...