The Opinionated Foodie: The Love (or Not) of Food and Everything That Goes with It


On School Food: Cafeteria Ladies Are My Heros

A lot of attention has been given in the past few years to school lunches.  The First Lady’s initiative to change the way our kids eat has shed light on the problems with obesity in America.  Her campaign is “Let’s Move.”  The purpose of “Let’s Move” is to solve the epidemic of obesity in children within a generation.  She has installed an organic garden at the White House. 

Also, recently Mrs. Q identified herself as the author of the blog Fed Up with School Lunches.  Her blog and her new book focus on the school lunches she ate for a school year and how bad they were.  The pictures of the food that was served in her school are horrifying.

I am a teacher, too. 

Luckily, though, our school food rocks. 

Sliced Turkey, Mashed Potatoes, Sweet Peas, Roll with "Whipped Spread" and Sugar-Free Jelly

Our cafeteria is small, but our cafeteria ladies are mighty.  They are at school every morning at the crack of dawn to prepare breakfast before 8.  Lunch has to be ready by 11 and done by 1.  They make very little money and put up with a lot.

They serve us the best they can.  The taco bar is great.  So is the potato bar and salad bar.  The kids love the onion rings, chicken nuggets, and the waffle fries. 

At Thanksgiving, they double the number of people they usually serve.  Parents and friends are invited to eat with us while we feast on turkey, dressing, and all of the fixings.  It is a dinner to remember, and it is a thousand times better than what we have at our family Thanksgiving.    

Yet, my absolute favorite is the chicken rotel.  It is cheesy, full of chicken, and so warm and thick.   Our cafeteria manager, who also makes the birthday cakes for both my kids, makes it once a month just for me. 

She’s my favorite. 

Yes, kids do not eat what they need to eat.  Because of our school’s high-poverty population, most students get the best or only meal they will eat all day in the school cafeteria.  Our food is filling, fattening, sometimes fried, and often better than I could do.  If what we offer them is not something they will eat, they may go until the next morning before they eat real food again.  Our students’ dinners often come from a gas station in town since they can walk there. 

I believe the problem is not the school cafeterias. 

Kids will not eat what they do not want to eat.  Who will?

Kids are kids.  They want chips and cookies and cokes and pizza and fun things to eat that are horrible for them.  Do you know what most kids do with fresh, raw vegetables?

They throw them.

Fresh carrots especially make an excellent throwing object. 

Next year, our cafeteria will have to change to meet the new standards set for school cafeterias across our country.  That means that the yummy, warm rolls that the kids eat now with jelly and butter will be whole wheat rolls.   Other changes will occur as well to adjust our meals to meet healthier standards. 

I shutter to think about what will happen to my beloved rotel and our Thanksgiving dinner.

I speak for most people when I say, “Yuck.”

There is nothing wrong with eating healthy.  But even the most hard-core health nut eats something not so hot for them sometimes. 

Until vegetables are appealing, and until kids get what they need from somewhere other than school, my vote goes to leaving cafeteria food alone.  Feed them what they will eat.



The Jello Incident: The Day I Almost Made It To Be a Lunchlady

I made my first jello salad today complete with suspended fruit. I felt like a lunch lady from my elementary school days in the cafeteria.

I kinda liked it.

I had a watermelon jello salad recipe that sounded interesting and we were having a gathering at my mother’s house, so I decided to try it. The interesting thing about it was that it called for the juice of a watermelon. As in, I was supposed to juice a watermelon. Watermelons, as with everything else under the sun, cost an arm and a leg these days. I wasn’t about to spend eight dollars and make a huge mess just to get watermelon juice.

So, I did what any good lunch lady would do. I improvised.

I searched high and low for watermelon jello. I know there is such a thing, but I couldn’t find it. Frustrating. I made do with cherry. Close enough, right?

I mixed it with two cups of hot water and two cups of cold white grape juice. Then, I added one cup of white grapes that I had halved and one sliced peach. I stuck the half-done salad in the frig until it set.

Now, I pride myself of going out on a limb food wise. I like to try new stuff whenever possible. This recipe-a whole new set of weird.

Jello Salad

Before we left today for the lunch with family, I piled my jello with crumbled feta and mint leaves. It was really pretty, if I do say so myself. I felt pretty confident about my first ever jello salad.

Welp, here comes the sad part. We got there, and everyone kept talking about the jello. I was thinking how cool my fancy jello must be.

“Look, Billy! Jello!” I thought my jello salad and I were the stuff.

Until I fixed my plate, and I saw my jello. Maybe two servings of it were gone.

Yep, my jello wasn’t cool at all.

Unfortunately (for me at least), I wasn’t the only one to bring jello. My uncle’s wife also made jello salad. Hers also had suspended fruit. Hers, however, did not have weird cheese and chopped herbs on top. I also would guess that she did not have to contemplate juicing a watermelon for hers. Her topping? Reddi-whip in a can.

Simple. And everyone loved it.

Jello Salad-The Loser

My poor, miserable, barely touched jello went home with me. I shot it down the disposal in a sad flourish.

Turns out that I would make a terrible lunch lady.