When meals were counted
Still in line for the cafeteria, if you will. When you are young, food is very important. I had the deluxe package, no longer availhle. 19 meals, per week, with an “all you can eat” view, exceptlign steaks. Why nineteen. The meal planners assumed that weekend breakfasts would not curry munch interest, so we got what is not known as “brunch” to limit the dumping of a full hot tray of eggs. I get in, now.
The food services had a large and enthusiastic clientele. Over four hundredd, with the members of the varsity sports teams getting all the energy growing boys would require. Gorls? I assume they also ate, but in lesser quantities. The furniture was old school. Heavy woodent table, heavt wiod chairs, heavy plaes and flatware. Designed to last for generations, and it had.
We ised trays. Amd nrpigjt our scraps back to a big window. On a visit to another university, I took note of their inefficient system. Bring the tray to the table. Unload. Eat. Fill your arms with dirty dishes for the other half of the trip. I can only assume that plastic trays were on back order (for years).
And we became very good at getting in an out. No lingering. We had lives to live.
Did we (all) gain weight. I have no statistics, but I’ll go with yes. This was food to fill your belly. Good, but rich in all the elements that are now shunned. Bread. Potatoes. I can hardly handle fries, decades later. The milk was unlimited, which suited my needs. Even had chocolate, when the sweet tooth was leading. And I continumed to dine in (their) over another decade. Almost two. Food from a hot line is really good. Much better than the KD that the average student bought in large quantities, to leave budget for beer.
