blog about flogs

Reading these was much more interesting than I'd expected!

Eating in the dorm! Oh I had forgotten. Waiting in the long line like cattle to go underground and fill a tray with food. Plastic bins of endless cereal. Frozen yogurt. The girl next to me explaining how she can eat a larger salad today because she spent 2 hours on the treadmill instead of the usual one. What a strange transition, going from eating mostly at home to eating in public, 3 meals a day. What if you just want to eat alone?...Random memory of my friend and I creating a dining room character called the Blue Avenger utilizing one of the dining hall's blue table cloths...

After I lived in the dorm, I lived in the Students' Co-op, which instead of bins of cereal in its kitchen had bins of things like beans and oats and brown rice. I first arrived and thought, what the hell do I do with all this? Bought a can of soup at the old old North Country and sheepishly heated it up one of my first days there. Ate A LOT of oatmeal the first year at the Co-op, because it was familiar and fast and I knew how to make it. So much oatmeal I couldn't eat oatmeal the first few years after leaving...but eventually, I learned how to cook many of those things in the bins and in the fridge, things like kale and leeks and TVP (but thank god I've given up on TVP) and that is really how I learned to cook, because we were all too cheap to buy any "outside" groceries, so you had to get creative with what was there. And it was so different from my foods-of-origin, it is not the cooking I would have learned from my mom, who came into motherhood in the age of canned foods....

I really love the stories told in these lists of food. A little bit of present day activity and geography, some back story, tales of mom, tales of hopes for the future ...attitude. Cheesecake.