The DU Lounge

I was busy growing and didn’t quibble over quality. I even recall looking forward to hamburger day where, if you were lucky and seconds lasted long enough, you could purchase another burger for a dime.

Elementary school was a different matter. There was a fixation on…let’s say, regularly on the part of schoolchildren. On days when bowls of stewed prunes weren’t set out on each table, we were served some vile green weed cooked into submission and nutritional uselessness - sometimes spinach, sometimes a collard-type green. I loved greens made at home, savoring the ‘pot liquor’ in which the greens were simmered. The ones at school made me wanna barf - especially when encountering a stem or stalk that defied getting pulverized or cooked into submission.