Once upon a time a horrible boss took me and my teammates out to dinner the night
before a big client presentation, pulled out the work we prepared as a team, and
said, “I hope this restaurant gives me food poisoning so I don’t have to
present this trash to the client.” And while he ranted, I thought,
“Can I get food poisoning and skip it?”
This restaurant was way too nice to poison me, so I started wondering where else I
could go and what I could eat to get sick but not die, just miss a meeting and a
plane flight.
That was almost two decades ago. I tried and failed to build this a decade ago, set
it aside, and now I’m picking it up again, and pleased to share this with you.