The college started to empty out on Tuesday afternoon. I watched moms in velour track suits assist their student carrying large hampers filled with dirty clothes. There were a handful of kids that were taking off for home late, so the dining hall was open. My son invited me to join him for dinner. I was looking forward to this experience.....I read an article in CNN about the trend for some colleges to cook from local suppliers and his college was mentioned. My expectations were high, needless to say. I ordered the nightly special which included a selection of veg. I choose broccoli, one of my favorite vegetables. I ate the meal, it was tasty, then tried the broccoli.....it was horrible! This did not taste of any vegetable I ever met. If you wanted kids to get turned-on by broccoli, this was not the way to do it!
After dinner he joined me in the hotel.....thoughts of Thanksgiving food and whe
re to go filled my head. I really don't like restaurants for a Holiday meal.....I had some recommendations, but I remembered that there was a full kitchen on his floor and I thought voila! An empty kitchen on a holiday needed to be filled with love and food! This was also a great opportunity to teach my son how to roast a 'bird'. Not a Turkey, but a Cornish Hen and some much needed vegetables!
The Hall appeared to be empty, just like the college, it is strange to be in an institution usually buzzing with life, but that afternoon wonderful smells filled that kitchen. Even though it was silent, we gabbed and ate.....and it was one of the best holidays I have spent!
Despite the plastic and paper.....no wine.....we supped heartily and I enjoyed teaching my bearded baby another notch in his culinary repertoire.
