
Beautiful, isn't it? Actually the cafeteria came through and it wasn't too bad. With the gravy, it had just the right amount of pepper to ofset the pure thick graviness of the gravy.
And to top it off, I had a pretzel. Another impressive bit of salty deliciousness. The yellow stuff was cheese. I think. Don't hold me to that, though. I think that I really captured the essence here. I think that one can really appreciate the symbolism -- of how post-industrial America contributes and even makes more pressing the inherent question of self-identity that we all face. Come on, who hasn't felt that socieities pressures don't chip away at one's one identity, ultimately leaving us feeling twisted upon ourselves? Also, the cheese is really lumpy. I think the picture shows that, too.
So I think its safe to say that it was a successful dinner -- I satisfied both my physical hunger and my inner hunger for meaning in the face of existential uncertainties. Good times.
(I probably shouldn't post when I'm kind of sleep, sorry)

2 comments:
Back in high school we would eat lunch in the hopsital cafeteria. We were cool like that, but they had some good chicken sandwiches.
Yay! Your annual blog post. 1 for 2007, 1 for 2008, and now 1 for 2009. Now I have to wait until 2010 for your next gem.
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