ALMOST DINNER TIME!!!!
Let me tell you about how meals work, because it's become an established routine in our lives: Johnny and I find a table in the loggia (the area right outside the dining hall). Sometimes, if we're feeling fearless, we'll actually venture into the dining hall together. I'll swipe my card; then I'll pretend to swipe my card and pretend to press the guest button for him. I've gotten pretty convincing at this little act. Once we get past that hurdle, we must face Holly. Holly is a big, scary woman who seems to live in the dining hall and finds happiness in humiliating innocent Smith girls and their boyfriends. Johnny and I got yelled at once last year, but so far no confrontations. She eyes us though, and it's a scary thing. Then we get food and dash out as fast as humanly possible.
However, we usually aren't brave enough to attempt this feat. Thus, Johnny sits down in the loggia, armed with a new book every time that he never intends to read. I think he just looks at the pages and hopes no one will talk to him. I go in and get his meal first. Usually this involves some kind of pasta that I know he won't eat, some kind of fried product that he will unfortunately eat a LOT of, and maybe some broccoli. It's no easy task to find food for Johnny. For those of you who know Johnny's food preferences, you must feel sorry for me, because he's the pickiest person I've EVER met. There's often tension surrounding this fact. And he always requests sprite, which is strange because I'm pretty sure he knows we don't have sprite. He'll never learn. So I walk by Holly and out to the loggia armed with one huge plate of food.
And then in I go again. Hold my breath, pass Holly, no eye contact. I make some humongous salad with everything humanly possible stacked on top, and sneak out. We start eating, and Johnny inevitably demands salt and pepper. I swear, even if we're eating chocolate, he'll request salt and pepper.
Then comes dessert. If there's popsicles, we take like 25 of them -- it's basically the only reason I have a fridge. Johnny really likes these Star Bars ice cream things, and I love it when they make these yummy peanut butter bars with chocolate on top. Mmmm....or hot chocolate.
Then dinner ends, and I have to carry all 50687 dishes we've accumulated back into the kitchen, past Holly, dump all the food, put the dishes in the dishwasher thing, and look like a pig who ate 129438u4938430948 dishes worth of food.
The end. Good story, huh?
Wanna see what's for dinner tonight?
Mulled Cider
Chef’s Special
Boneless Chicken Breast
Eggplant Rounds, Vegetable Sauce
Wild RiceRoasted Root Vegetables – Beets, Parsnips, Turnip, Carrots, Fennel
Steamed Peas
Petit Rustic Rolls
Salad Bar, Dressings
Orange Pound Cake
MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....I remember the root vegetables from last year. If I were Rachel Ray I'd say "Yum-o!"
If you're ever interested in seeing what Johnny and I are eating, go to
http://www.smith.edu/diningservices/menus.php. We're King/Scales. Yup.
Judging from this menu, Johnny will probably eat rolls and 7up tonight. Oye.
-Ashley
