I drive on Thursdays even into bike commuting season, because I go to a music group in the early evening.
To charge up for it, I would swing by home to brew up an espresso when I grabbed my fiddle and fed the cats. Then the group voted to meet a half-hour earlier to accommodate people who drive in from much farther away than I do.
Now Thursday's lunch bag is much bigger:
When the workshop gets busy, things will be too chaotic to allow such indulgence. It works for now, though.