On the weekdays, they were one of those places that had chefs that would literally feed you for breakfast/lunch/dinner, and holy shit it was amazing food. But on the weekend, they left open a "sandwich bar", so I would buy a can of Amy's Vegetable Lentil Soup with generous amounts of hot sauce and make a cheese and vegetable sandwich.
And echoing around my desk, the sounds of distorted cheery consumerism from another era. It was odd and comforting