Chop chop! No time to lose! Lunch beckons, but so does work, and there are a few days in the week when I simply must lunch at my desk. Stupid deadlines! Budget or not, I just can’t sidle up to the fancy salad bar down at the end of my block. Even if I have a coupon. Even if I found twenty bucks in the dryer that morning. Even if my better half said it wasn’t his. No, not even then. HP and Dell are my lunch companions all day, and they make for pretty boring company after the rest of the office has left. Thank goodness there’s second breakfast, or as many people prefer to call it: lunch.

My stomach starts growling as soon as the noon hour hits, doesn’t yours? Bring this to work with you and this turkey chopped salad wrap will come in real handy exactly at 12:01. It’s a little more labor intensive than some, in terms of advance preparation, but chopping up most of the ingredients, especially the spinach, means that you can pack more great for you greens into your flatbread, and that means more vitamins and energy for the day ahead.

If you are worried about sogginess when you travel to work with your lunch, then make this flatbread wrap without dressing and pack it separately, dipping as you go, it’s just as easy. The more you chop everything up, the smaller it gets, so you may have to add more spinach as you go, depending on your chops.

Again, and this is why I love Flatout, you can change up the ingredients to suit your taste and what you already have stocked in your kitchen. A few cherry tomatoes thrown in aren’t going to matter a bit. And be sure to ask the deli angel to cut the turkey into one thick slab for you so you can cube it up later, he or she will thank you for it. More than likely there’s a long line “slice it paper thin” requests behind you.

Now get creative, and get chopping! I promise you this flatbread wrap won’t taste ordinary. The last time I made it, my boss asked me if it was from the fancy salad bar down the block. My mouth was full, so I couldn’t answer, but I swear one of my computers answered “no” over my shoulder. Should I be worried?

Amy at Flatout