Since becoming a parent, I've fallen off the wagon when it comes to making lunches. My poor partner, who used to be able to count on a lovingly assembled homemade lunch on a daily basis, now routinely finds herself scrounging for sustenance in town with the rest of the midday crowd.
Luckily, Princeton is crazy with restaurants.
But would you believe, that out of the 10 or so restaurants within easy walking distance of her office, the only one that offers an egg salad sandwich sans onion is... wait for it... The Red Onion?
You can't make this stuff up.
Great pictures and stories from today's Fete soon...