For the past year or so, I have ordered the same salad (with slight variations) from
Café Metro every lunch I can. On a good day, I take the go-up-box down, cross 42nd St., have my salad made to order, pay Karen (my favorite CM cashier) for it (credit card in this instance is faster than cash), cross 42nd again, elevate back up to the sixth floor,
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