I know, it's been too long. Dreaming of warm, freshly Sarah made omelets and the sweet, sometimes explosive laughter of surrounding friends all J-Term long has kept us going. But now, we can rejoice in the reopening of our favorite culinary establishment.
Tonight for dinner, we had Hearty Vegetable Soup, roast pork, Hungarian Noodles & Peas, roasted sweet potatoes, sauteed green beans, salad bar, dressings, and Applesauce Cake.
I'm going to be straight with you (that's a first): I did not try the soup, salad bar, sweet potatoes, or cake. And also, instead of green beans, there were green peas. I had those, though.
The roast pork was quite delicious. A little dry in some parts, but that tends to happen with meats such as pork, turkey, and chicken where the natural juices of the meat are difficult to retain while cooking, and the use of the juices after cooking is not common, unless in a gravy. Boy, do I love gravy.
Many, particularly Julie and Rachel, enjoyed the skin of the pork the most.
That's pretty expected, as the outer layer is often the crispiest and most buttery. The Hungarian Noodles and Peas were surprisingly good. A little sour cream, a little pepper, quite nomz. I thoroughly enjoyed them with my pork.
Sweet potatoes have never been my favorite. If I wanted something sweet, I would have ordered dessert. Nevertheless, there are those who are die-hard sweet potato fans (talking about YOU, Lilly).
I suggested Rachel to eat hers with a spoon it looked so soft and nom-able. She enjoyed them immensely. As did Samara. I'm glad they did; the sweet potatoes looked delicious, and, as stated by our lovely HVH, when you roast them, the sweetness is enhanced, making them even more succulent. Did I really just use that word?For dessert, I chose pineapple offered in the salad bar over the cake.
When we got back to our rooms, Rachel came to me with a strange medical condition. She was breaking out in hives. Was it something in her room? Was it random? Or...was it something she ate? I jokingly asked her if she had any citrus earlier in the evening, and she said no. BUT WAIT! Rachel realized she had the MANDARIN dressing on her salad. She wasn't a huge fan of it, but she did eat some of it. So apparently, Mandarin alludes to the mandarin orange extract in the dressing.
Mystery solved. Sherlock Holmes would be stumped on that one, too.
The jukebox raged, nomz were enjoyed, and laughter filled the air. All in all, a great first meal back, and we can't wait to see what the rest of the semester in the Morrow Dining Hall has in store for us.
Ta-ta for nowz,
Nomnomnom nomity nomzzz nomamamam nom.
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