Monday, March 9, 2009

Better than chicken soup for the soul

This is the kind of fable that confuses good atheists such as me. A story where it almost seems like the plot is directed by a divine and most assuredly benevolent hand. Switching relious paradigms, it's more likely it was karmic payback for sending me to Iraq... the pat on the back after the kick in the balls. Then again, it was probably just good luck.

So let me paint the picture for you. I'm in the Q-West dining hall. There are many food options, from main line (comfort food) to fast food to healthy choice or stir fry. I've been eating here since in November and the selection has become rather uninspiring of late. It's likely that I've just eaten there too many times, but it really seems like stopped trying and don't use any spices anymore. Maybe they hired a new executive chef? I'm not sure. But I'm not excited as I walk through the serving area and consider the options.

And then a moment that might have caused a religious man to say that the lord helps those who help themselves. The Good Lord may not give you a 24 oz. sirloin steak but he may just provide you with what's necessary and with a little good old fashioned Christian elbow grease and ingenuity you could have a feast.

It happened like this. I approached the healthy food line and saw rice (no surprise there), some shrimp with noodles (sea food in the desert?), stewed tomatos (don't see that often), and asparagus (wait... stewed tomatos?!?!). And then inspiration, the good KBR has provided me with sumptuous rice and stewed tomatos and the fast food line always has hot dogs so.... DAMN RIGHT! I ate hot dog stew for lunch today!

Now that's what I call chicken soup for the soul.