I know when I was a kid, I thought that adults had the most AMAZING lunches.
I mean, really, when you are a grown up, you can eat what you want, when you want, where you want. No lunch room monitor in your face, yelling, Sit down! Raise your hand! Silent lunch!
No food in sectioned trays. No milk in cartons, mystery meat, or warm fruit cups. Just - what you want, every lunch time. And I just knew that when *I* was a grown up, I'd eat lunch out every day, at the restaurant of my choice.
Oh, laugh, go ahead. You know *you* thought the same thing.
I work from home. I have a home office - painted in relaxing shades of gray and white, with papers piled all over the place and 1 million things that belong to other people that they don't want to keep track of, so hey, let's toss it in mom's office - and that office is situated right off the kitchen. I have doors on it now, and they even lock - it's a super beautiful thing. But working from home means easy access to all!the!foods!
And I am a really good cook. (Modest too, but hey, one thing at a time, eh?) So this means that I can eat any of those yummy things whenever I want.
Did you catch that? Whenever I want. Oh, that's a tough one.
Sometimes, I eat super great lunches, comprised of really fantastic leftovers. I make a great eggplant or chicken parmesan, fantastic pasta dishes, really yummy sandwiches and sides. No one's going hungry here, if you get what I'm saying.
But sometimes, some days - you just can't. Which might explain today's lunch - two servings of Kraft Mac and Cheese. Yes, the boxed stuff, complete with the orange powder.
I called my husband, who laughed at me, and then said, "You know what this reminds me of? One day for lunch, will you cut up some hot dogs and put them in with just some plain pork and beans? I mean, today's lunch (grilled chicken and homemade baked beans) was great, but suddenly, I just want that old standby from when I was a kid!"
I laughed, and then asked him, "Hey! What about fried bologna sandwiches? With mustard, on white bread!" He argued with me - he preferred ketchup on his fried bologna, back in the day - are you with me that this is a gross violation of the fried bologna sandwich? - and we left the discussion for more important topics
who would take out the garbage cans, whose turn it was to pay the electric bill, when would we have more than 17 seconds to spend together, could I please make that really good dish he loved
but I started thinking - and wanted to ask you
What was your favorite food, back in the day, that you still enjoy - or, conversely, that you enjoy when no one else is around and you wouldn't want anyone to know you still imbibe?