We had just over an hour to get something gluten-free for J. for lunch and enough food for H. and me too before H. and J.’s CAIS panel. That kinda sorta left the Freshii at the bridge as our best option, the best option for many, many people, given the line to the door, unexpected somehow by the three people working there. It took awhile, when I finally got my burrito I inhaled it. J. forgot his bag and had to spring back for it. Couldn’t believe I got to be in such good company.