When I worked in New Jersey, I’d nearly always bring lunch from home. Whether it was leftover lo mein or a turkey sandwich, I’d have something simple and affordable to carry me through the 3-o’clock slump. But once I started working in NYC, that changed.
Instead of brown bagging, I’d place an online order for pickup at the trendy salad shop downstairs (Buffalo Chicken with extra pickles). My turkey sandwich felt uncool, albeit practical, and the people-pleaser in me felt obligated to eat at my desk. Lunchtime suddenly felt like a performance once it was taking place in a Manhattan skyscraper: Without any explicit prompting, I wanted to appear healthy, financially secure and cool enough to deserve my desk, and an $18 salad was a way to do all three without much legwork.
As a freelancer who works from home now, there are certainly days that I crave a bowl of pricey roughage. But looking back, shaking dressing around a compostable hexagonal bowl was more a social signal than a health choice or wellness ritual. It took me back to being a kid in the cafeteria, feeling subpar with whatever my mom packed me because I didn’t have the money to buy French bread pizza or canned Snapple like the cool kids. I’d eye my coworkers’ lunches as an adult with the same curiosity, scrutiny and childlike insecurity as I did in elementary school, wondering, Am I cool enough to sit here?
Thinking back, I want to better understand what made me—a self-proclaimed abstainer of trends, especially expensive ones—opt into this corporate norm without thought or hesitation. Better yet, what makes any of us spend $18 on a bowl of produce from chains like Chopt, Sweetgreen and Honeygrow in an era of economic uncertainty and what feels like ever-rising prices? Is it really for our health? In my case (and likely yours), it’s deeper than nutrition.






