Eating nostalgia for lunch
Mar. 2nd, 2016 12:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisI went to a very snooty private school. My parents paid a lot o' bucks and they taught me good stuff in spite of myself. But, the best thing I learned was in the dining room. The dining room manager was made some of the best food in the world.
Her fried chicken was just heaven on earth. Sadly, dining room rules disallowed picking it up with your fingers and it's impossible to enjoy even the best fried chicken with a knife and fork.
Her very delicious soup was always accompanied by finger sandwiches which were ribbons of jelly, peanut butter and cream cheese.
I'm bypassing the fingers for regular sandwich, peanut butter on one slice, cream cheese on the other and jelly in the middle. Delicious!!
My next doll wanted fur lined boots.
Her fried chicken was just heaven on earth. Sadly, dining room rules disallowed picking it up with your fingers and it's impossible to enjoy even the best fried chicken with a knife and fork.
Her very delicious soup was always accompanied by finger sandwiches which were ribbons of jelly, peanut butter and cream cheese.
I'm bypassing the fingers for regular sandwich, peanut butter on one slice, cream cheese on the other and jelly in the middle. Delicious!!
My next doll wanted fur lined boots.