What I learned about Producing from a Food Court.
For anyone that is familiar with my trashy dietary intake, you probably know that I heart me a food court.  And I frequent them often.  In fact, if you’re ever in a mall and can’t find your way to the Orange Julius or the Panda Express, shoot me a text.  Using my powers of ESP (extra sodium perception) I’ll give you Google Maps step-by-step directions in a jif. And here’s a tip for…