The Dining Hall is a Wasteland

Oh Tastyface, I've missed you so. Would that I had some delicious treat or recipe to post on here... alas for I do not. The entirety of my food experience these past three weeks has been "Hmm, what in this line disgusts me least?" and "Guys, Jello is for eating not for slapping!" (True story.)

During the normal school year, the dining hall is bearable, and at least there is always fruit or something to be creative with. But the summer dining hall is like a desert, with grease instead of sand and stale hamburger buns instead of tumbleweeds (though it may be difficult to tell the difference). It's difficult to set an example for the campers when the only fruit available is a bruised Red Delicious apple that tastes less delicious and more like a dry erase marker. I actually get full quicker now because I eat less and I think my stomach has shrunk a bit.

The only real food I've had lately was a trip to Cozy Noodle on my day off and the free samples I've pilfered from Whole Foods when meeting Nathalie and friends there at lunchtime.

So this is the reason for my blatant absence from blogging, although if you really want, I suppose I could do an Upton Sinclair-esque expose on whatever vaguely chicken based product I'm sure to end up eating tonight.