American Food

Saturday March 22, 2008 #2

You know that you are missing American food when you would give your left arm for a box of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. In all reality it’s worth maybe 12 cents in the States, yet here, it’s a delicatessen. A super cool friend of my mine sent me a box of the coveted noodles and powder cheese, and I think I ate half of the box in 3 minutes flat. You know how they have hot dog eating contests?  They should have mac n’ cheese eating contests. I’m willing to bet that after four and a half months of being deprived, I would be the prized mac n’ cheese winner.

 In other random food tangents, today I had a huge craving for popcorn. I’ve had a few bags sent my way but apparently the Spanish microwave doesn’t believe in making popcorn. The other day I put a bag in for four and a half minutes, and here were the results: fourth of it was popped, a fourth burnt, and half it of it was still in kernel form. I’m not quite sure how that worked out but it was a pretty special experience that left me nothing but confused and craving popcorn. Allison and I left the sick bubble that I call our room and hit the streets for a study break. We ended up buying a few Cokes and walking around for a while, until…I saw it. There was a 8ish year-old boy eating a bag of popcorn. I turned to Allison and asked if she want to “take him out and steal his popcorn” but she thought that it wouldn’t be such a good idea. So, it left us with no other choice than to search for the vender. We find the vender a few minutes later, and realize that you can have your “bag” of popcorn a.k.a. 4 kernels for 1.5 Euros. No way, it wasn’t happening. Allison and I headed back home and we passed a movie theatre on the way. Then, it hits me. What goes well with movies? POPCORN. The smallest box that the movie theatre sold, which was still huge, was only 1.5 Euros. How perfect! Like an awkward American, I walked into the theatre bought the box of popcorn and exited the theatre. Allison and I took our popped goodness and sat on a bench, drank our Cokes and enjoyed life. We got a few awkward looks, but I think that it was well worth it in the end.