Yesterday, I had lunch at Boudins, a bakery/cafe on 2nd and Market which serves salad, sandwiches, and soups. I’ve only been to the place once before and had the clam chowder in a bread bowl. It tasted pretty good before so I didn’t hesitate to order it again.

I didn’t realize that moment would be the cause of my downfall.

The clam chowder tasted good again, the bread was chewy and the butter tasted like real butter.

However, not less than a few hours later I had to visit the potty. This trend continued for much of the day and late into the night. I had been fighting off the onset of a cold for much of the week and the lack of sleep did not help at all.

Being sick just plain sucks.

I may avoid Boudins in the future, even though it may not be their food. But, usually, once I have one bad experience, I avoid the place like the plague.