If you eat tortilla chips and salsa while standing over the sink and follow it up with string cheese, you are doing at least as well as an ancient Egyptian laborer, who got flatbread, a beer and an onion every day.

And ancient Egyptian laborers (building a pyramid, I think) once went on strike for lack of pay, and turned down their equivalent of a pizza party as recompense. (Of course, I can't recall if that was you who told that story, or who it was.)

This made me feel better about my life

Ancient Roman towns had bars everywhere where you could get wine, bread and cheese. Victorian slums had corner stores with soup and bread, as well as the equivalent of food trucks everywhere (eels, muffins, whelks).

*is currently eating butter chicken made by the nice Indian woman in town who always asks how the move is coming*

“So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time.”

Now I'm thinking about what an ancient Egyptian laborer drank their beer from. Ceramic? Glass?

Hell, you're doing better than they were, there is so much more nutrition in that salsa

we suddenly feel a lot better about having a couple glasses of tomato juice, some salami from target, And frozen pickle juice for lunch just now. Thank you!

The onion provided roughage, although I suppose salsa may contain traces of onion.

That beer was basically liquid bread, no?