School food is sui generis
Here's a poem I wrote to make you hungry!
|Bibimbap, a Korean dish made with various namul(seasoned vegetable) and ground beef. Photo by alvxyz|
They say an army moves on its stomach.
So school must be an army.
Korean food: garlicky kim-chi, rice-veggie-beef bibampap.
Studying is brain work and depletes the brain of energy. Energy=calories, so studying calls for food.
Mexican food: lardy refried beans, corn-husk-wrapped tamales.
Studying makes you think about food:
2x + 3y=5 pieces of California roll sushi
A sonnet ends with a couplet, two rhyming lines, which implies two chimichangas (but not from Chipotle).
The school café is okay, but limited. Favorites are
Tomato bisque soup
Egg salad sandwich with sprouts on whole-wheat toast.
Just down the street you can get some Italian food:
Calzones, antipasto, NY cheesecake.
They won’t let you eat in classrooms with decent carpet, but I say that if the carpet is nasty and stained,
go ahead and eat.
In moments of desperation, you can go to the ranks of vending machines, which offer ersatz food:
Unnaturally-orange crackers with a hint of peanut butter, Skittles
Pop-and-Pow Triple-Hot Doritos.
School: food. Studying burns the calories, so eat.
Yes, everyone gets fat at school, so maybe don’t overdo.
But you have many battles to fight, and an empty stomach is not going to equip you for victory.
So eat, you’ll like it.
Just a bite or two. Or three, or fifty. Because studying is hard work. Have a cinnamon bun.