My Most Recent Meal

     After two short classes that felt like they dragged on forever, I made my way from STURM to Centennial Halls, eager to put my things in my room, make a routine pit stop to the restroom, and get lunch as soon as the dining hall opened its doors at eleven. I waited for my floormate and close friend to come to my room, as we eat lunch together almost every day as our bonding time, and we made our way down to the first floor with our coats and backpacks for our next classes. Our IDs were swiped, we picked a table (usually the same one every time), put our things down and headed to the buffet area.

     I was not expecting anything to look appealing or delicious when I looked at it. Meatless Mondays do not usually yield great vegetarian options for avid meat lovers such as myself, and the pizza is usually hit or miss with Sodexo. I walked into the buffet area expecting to roam around, looking for something appetizing, find nothing and grab a bowl of Lucky Charms or Honey Nut Cheerios. However, when I walked by the grill, I noticed cheese enchiladas sitting in a pan. I decided to scoop up two, along with a spoonful of rice to have as my meal. I added a dollop of sour cream, got some strawberry yogurt and some juice, and made my way back to the table. I ate my meal with my friend, talking about how our classes have been so far, if we like our professors, anyone we know, and what we did over Spring break. The enchiladas and rice were alright. They were cooked fully, had some flavor to them and weren't soggy or anything that would make me think the food had been sitting out for too long. But I would not say they were spectacular, there wasn't anything special about them that I really enjoyed. Most dining hall food hardly ever strikes me as remarkable, though their ravioli and ziti are pretty good.