About 5 weeks ago, I sprained my ankle pretty bloody badly. Playing the violent game of tennis, no doubt. My self-inflicted injury earned me an emergency room visit, x-ray, crutches, and a mobility boot. Hell, even zombie eyed London commuters were purposely making eye contact to signal I could have their seat.
Nobody makes direct eye contact on London public transport. Ever.
Now, what does this have to do with warm lentil superfood salad?
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