tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post7050578385348851963..comments2023-10-08T05:00:23.559-04:00Comments on Clarissa's Blog: Another Failed Attempt to Visit the University RestaurantClarissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11027134365260069910noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-7613762130732366572011-04-07T12:06:45.038-04:002011-04-07T12:06:45.038-04:00Of course, if we had a stand with Indian food in o...Of course, if we had a stand with Indian food in our cafeteria, I would emigrate there. :-)Clarissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11027134365260069910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-16154619734082566302011-04-07T12:03:56.748-04:002011-04-07T12:03:56.748-04:00Our student cafeteria, I must admit, was much bett...Our student cafeteria, I must admit, was much better. One key factor, I think, was the number of choices. There were very, very greasy fries and burgers, and oily pizzas, but there was a sandwich counter, made from ingredients one chose. It wasn't too expensive, but still managed to be a rip-off, when compared to home-made sandwiches, but then the undergrads seldom made their own food. <br /><br />My favourite was the little taqueria. Soft and grilled tacos, burritos, and quesadillas. The flatbreads were warm and soft, the refried beans were delish (I'm a big fan of refried beans), the chicken was roasted with lots of citrus, the beef steak chunks were succulent, AND you could have all or any of boiled back beans, lettuce, sour cream, salsa and guacamole.<br /><br />There was also a Japanese counter that was very popular, but the food was too bland for my Indian tastebuds.Rimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344200811838569151noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-2638585280546646852011-04-07T03:20:56.981-04:002011-04-07T03:20:56.981-04:00Oh my god. That's horrible. I knew on campus d...Oh my god. That's horrible. I knew on campus dining at my university was better than most, but WOW. How do they even get away with that?<br /><br />Also: fried pickles are delicious. Also: deep fried macaroni and cheese. It sounds weird, but it's amazing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-23590953418039047212011-04-06T20:00:10.454-04:002011-04-06T20:00:10.454-04:002008 was the year where I was completely and utter...2008 was the year where I was completely and utterly broke, so I missed the trends of good restaurants. Which is just as well, by the way it sounds.Clarissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11027134365260069910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-9651559138272726892011-04-06T19:46:23.938-04:002011-04-06T19:46:23.938-04:00Also, there must be plenty of farms in your area. ...Also, there must be plenty of farms in your area. The University should build a cooperation program with local farmers and serve healthy foods from the surrounding farms.<br /><br />Ol.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-90341865914925567592011-04-06T19:43:07.070-04:002011-04-06T19:43:07.070-04:00Pulled Pork was very trendy in fancy restaurants c...Pulled Pork was very trendy in fancy restaurants circa 2008.<br /><br />Ol.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-75562883508636964362011-04-06T15:26:00.367-04:002011-04-06T15:26:00.367-04:00That's one disgusting picture.
A relative of ...That's one disgusting picture.<br /><br />A relative of mine tried to recruit everybody to her new diet that consisted of drinking one's own pee. This was supposed to bring about numerous health benefits. So I know what you mean about crazy diets and relatives. :-)Clarissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11027134365260069910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-30281851459884277302011-04-06T15:23:28.351-04:002011-04-06T15:23:28.351-04:00Oh, it's very possible. There's even photo...Oh, it's very possible. There's even photographic proof: http://foodphotoblog.com/wp-content/uploads/blogs/5683.jpg<br /><br />Just... never again.<br /> My parents were on Atkins too, and in a stroke of their usual genius, they decided to put me and my sister (12 and 10, respective ages) on it... There's nothing quite as mortifying as your parents making you pee on a stick to check if you're in ketosis and sending you to school with beef jerky and a turkey-bacon wrapped roast beef slice for lunch.Leah Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16798094383285526940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-83504429766169074542011-04-06T15:17:57.447-04:002011-04-06T15:17:57.447-04:00Reading about the deep fried pickle in your commen...Reading about the deep fried pickle in your comment just made me laugh hysterically. Is that even possible? Sweet Jesus on the cross! :-) :-) :-)<br /><br />My mother followed the Atkins diet for a while. When I saw her eat a sandwich made out of a pork chop topped with sausage, I was terrified.Clarissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11027134365260069910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3164556861454970487.post-33425802880357333622011-04-06T15:15:31.953-04:002011-04-06T15:15:31.953-04:00Blimey. That reminds me of my first trip to Kansas...Blimey. That reminds me of my first trip to Kansas and Missouri, with my diabetic father. Even with the Atkins diet in full swing of popularity, it was impossible to find healthy, low-sugar, tasty foods for him. I also learned of the existence of chicken fried steak, deep-fried catfish, brown butter ice cream, and deep fried pickles. I was terrified, especially by the pickle.Leah Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16798094383285526940noreply@blogger.com