Dorm Delicacies

A record of what I ingest while a poor college student. Updated whenever my work subsides (or when I don't feel guilty about procrastinating).

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Wow, long time no write (but I've eaten a lot!)

Sorry I haven't been updating - I've just been caught under the crush of finals and just life in general.

Thanksgiving was an okay affair, mainly because the food was mediocre (we ate dinner at my aunt's house, and believe me, no one cooks as well as my mother!) and I don't really get along with my mom's side of the family. But that's a story for another time; this is a food blog, after all, not an angsty one.

I've been procrastinating a lot, meaning that I usually skip dinner at the dining hall (you know, to gain a bit more time...ha!) in favor of ordering Chinese takeout and eating instant noodles.

Last week we went to a 50s style diner and ate lots of really greasy bacon cheeseburgers and thick milkshakes. Ahh.

Sorry this is so succinct, but it's finals week and I need to study.

I mean, "study."

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Lazy Sundays

I woke up at 10:30 this morning, which is unusually early for a college student on Sundays. I home for Thankgiving on Wednesdays, and I'm psyched because I'll actually eat real, non-college food! Yes.

C asked me if I wanted to go to brunch with her, but I declined, because the walk to the dining hall is pretty far and because I was also half-asleep. I sustained myself with Chicken Vegetable flavored Cup Noodles. Mmm. They're so unhealthy, but they really hit the spot when you're 1) starving and 2) a poor college student.

I was pretty happy this past week, since I not only had one but two non-dining hall dinners! We had a birthday party for one of the girls on the first floor on Monday, and we ordered almost $15o worth of greasy Chinese takeout and chicken parmesan pizzas. Mmm. Then this past Friday, a few of us went to eat some sublime Indian cuisine. Chicken tikka masala, naan, tandoori chicken, chicken pakora, samosas. It was wonderful - I wish there was an Indian restaurant near us.

I just ate three snowman-shaped Marshmallow Peeps.

Back to the grind, aka furiously finishing the work I didn't do this weekend.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Six-page paper = a whole ribeye steak!

It feels as though there's a demon-like creature in the pit of my stomach, clawing desperately at the walls and doing backflips.

I want to go to dinner now. But I promised S that I would wait until after her rehearsal ends at 6:30 so we could eat (salsa chicken, taboulah *insert confused look here*, pizza bar) together.

I've realized that when I'm particularly stressed out, I eat, and I don't think this "ingestion therapy" is very good for my body. I haven't been feeling very well lately, and I'm sure it's because during the past week, I've had way too many Sour Cream and Onion Pringles. Today I was wandering around the campus after all my classes were done, and was fretting over the fact that I won't be able to do anything social this weekend because I have a 500 page book to read for Econ and a paper about that book due on Monday. I found myself at one of the coffee bars on campus, and to console myself, bought a huge overpriced sugar cookie studded with M&Ms.


And I wonder what kind of "stress food" I'm going to eat once I'm a senior writing her thesis. All the dishes at one of those numerous Chinese buffets, maybe.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Feta?! Yuck.

So I'm in the library right now, presumably reading a book for my Econ class and writing a paper for English (I've already gotten a one-week extension on it!) and as a "break" I've decided to check my e-mail and afterwards, write something here. Because, y'know, college food is far more interesting than elasticity in the U.S. economy. Yes.

We decided to check the dining hall's website to see what's for dinner tonight. We squirmed and wrinkled our faces.

Chicken with feta and spinach? Yeah, I'm sure it would taste good if it weren't prepared in bulk with tough-as-leather meat, bland spinach and chalky feta cheese. Trust me, I'd know - the dining hall has a rotating schedule, so I've already eaten the chicken twice since I've been here.

Hoisin tempeh? Not entirely sure what that is, except that is apparently a vegan dish. The carnivore in me disapproves. I'm the type of gal who can wolf down an entire ribeye steak, or half a rack of baby back ribs, no problem. (Not that the dining hall serves ribeye steaks or baby back ribs. I would be going to one swanky college!)

Vegetable medley? Recycled carrots, corn and green beans. 'Nuff said.

Perhaps I'll have to make a salad to quell my hunger. I don't really like salads, though. You eat one, and then an hour later, you're hungry again. Or maybe I'll make a sandwich.

Mmm, sandwiches. Now I long for Panera and their Tuscan Chicken Sandwich. Mmm.

Back to "work," then off to "dinner" to eat "food."

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Homesickness and Soy Sauce

We decided to ditch the dining hall food once again (oh, how my mother would cringe if she knew I didn't go - "You're wasting the meals we already paid for!"), and instead opted for a dinner of Chinese takeout. I had chicken and broccoli, R had sweet and sour chicken and S had sesame chicken (what she always seems to order every time we get Chinese - she's pretty set in her ways).

The food was greasier than what I'm used to back home, but satisfying nonetheless. I took especially great pleasure dumping half a carton of rice (the takeout place only gave us one not-very-large carton of rice for three people, which seemed a bit stingy to me) into the leftover chicken and broccoli sauce. It was fabulous, but it also made me somewhat homesick. It made me remember the nights my mother would cook bok choy for dinner, and I would mix the leftover rice in my bowl with the sweet green "broth." And then I missed the times when I would help her make rice, or stir-fry some curry chicken and...

I think I'm going to call my mom now.

Introduction, of sorts.

Student at a liberal arts college in the Northeast.
Always hungry for non-dining hall food (but I don't really have a choice, do I? Stupid meal plan).
Tries to supplement dining hall food (i.e. congealed rice, macaroni salad/macaroni pie/macaroni and cheese) with weekly runs to local chain restaurants (so far, we've went to Outback and Cosi).

I just woke up about an hour ago. C just came upstairs and tried to coerce me into going to the dining hall for brunch, but I wasn't in the mood for rubbery eggs and leftovers from last night's dinner (which, by the way, was terrible! Lumpy chicken pot pie and undercooked carrots).

Thus, I have prepared the pinnacle of college student cuisine. *points above*

Ahh, processed food on a Sunday afternoon.