So sue me: I love the Caf. I love Marina who always asks me if I’ve had my coffee yet. I love the sample cups by the salad bar. I love the salad bar. I love the french fries. I love the bowl of Craisins because they are perfect if you just need something sweet and want to fool yourself into thinking you’re eating a fruit but you’re not because it’s full of some kind of syrup and other chemicals but hey, live a little. I love Gabriel who tells me that I have to stop losing my ID card. I love Gabriel for finding my ID card. Twice. I love Conni with her iconic hair and skill with the mascara. And most of all: I love the facelift that has upgraded our eating experience at least one or two stars.
However, if you are like me which I am just assuming that you are because I’m 75 percent normal and that’s average at most schools, you like a little variety in your life. I mean, pasta is great … but five nights in a row? And, I mean, burgers are cool. I guess. You can never go wrong with pizza until you realize that all those treks up to the CCB really didn’t help at all to burn it all off. So, dear readers, I wanted to share with you some ideas that I have invented or that my friends have invented that have helped us fight both the freshman fifteen and the everyday boredom that may be associated with what my roommate calls “The Eating Experience.” Come, friends, let us experience eating in a whole new wave (laugh at the pun).
Okay, well, I can’t be telling you all of my secrets. But there you have it. How I ate at the Caf and survived. It’s really not that bad, too, if you think about it. I mean, they can put bacon in quesadillas, so I think it’s just alright.
Let me know if you come up with any other combinations, because I love connecting with others who believe in the Eating Experience. Keep nomming, friends. And treat yourself.
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