Current Mood: crazier and crazier
I'm gonna write about how nuts I am when I think about making food. Don't read this.
Sometimes I wonder if other people think like I do, because I get the feeling I'm a little strange when it comes to certain things. Cooking (or as I am more apt to label it most of the time, "preparing food", which is in and of itself probably a pretty good example of what I mean when I say a little strange) is one of them.
Some people get all jazzed about cooking, and I guess they get some sort of excitement about the pleasure of food and experimenting with flavors and stuff? I don't get any of that. I feel like a food consuming robot hell bent on efficiency. Here's a little snapshot of my thought process.
First, there's a very accurate mental inventory in my head at all times of every food item we have in the house (and sometimes more importantly, what's not there - and in that case it better be on the store list). It's just something I do, and have done since I started living on my own. I'm the apartment quartermaster, and if somebody finishes off something and doesn't tell me and/or put it on the store list it angers me greatly. So I'll skim through my mental list and come up with a handful of candidates for the meal in question.
Here I start to weigh the relative options of going out to eat or ordering food. How much money do I have? How far away is the place, and is there anything going on on campus that would increase the travel time? When was the last time I ate out? Is it on the far side of town - do I need to do anything else out there while I'm there? Do they have something there that I can't or won't make here? But this post is about me making food so just know that that runs through my head.
I'll ask anybody I'm eating with their preference and narrow it down. I'm usually pretty indecisive at this point. Have we eaten this thing recently? If not it's pretty much fair game. I don't keep many foods in the house I don't want to eat.
I'm pretty insistent just about every meal is somewhat balanced. Since I'm a grownup now I try to put fruit and or vegetables in every meal, even though I hate a lot of them still. *shrug* So it has to be a complete meal or else I need convincing. This is the health portion of my decision.
I factor in how much effort it will take to make the meal vs. how much return I will get. By that I mean if I'm the only one eating, I'm sure as hell not going to make a giant spaghetti meal, no matter how delicious it sounds, just for me. I'm just not willing to make the effort. I will wait a week or longer until I have the right number of people, because then all of that work feeds more. Preheating the oven takes the same amount of time, boiling water takes the same time, cooking time is the same, but suddenly I feel extremely pleased with the efficiency of the whole operation.
I also have to balance how much time it will take to make vs. how much time I have before go to class/work/bed, etc. And what time it is in the day. If I think I can wait until the food is cooked because sometimes I come home from work ready to eat my own arm. Portion sizes - can I make leftovers? If so, will they be eaten in about a week (I am pretty unforgiving when it comes to leftovers) - can I take it for lunch or can I reuse the parts in another meal? Is there anything in the fridge that has to be finished off soon? Even stupid efficiency bullshit like can I finish off a box or bag if I make X instead of Y.
Nothing escapes my critical questioning. In the summer - should I save this meal for dinner so that I don't heat up the apartment with the oven? In the winter - can I save money with a crock pot meal, even though it is a ton of work to prepare? Dozens of ideas and scenarios run through my head.
If I have made my decision and the utensils/pots and pans required for that meal are dirty I get super pissed. If I'm gonna take the time and effort to make some food, I do not want to have to clean things then. Of course in that scenario, chances are very high if they are dirty the sink is also full. So now I have to the dishes to clear the sink to clean the pots and pans to make food.
THEN, once all that madness is settled and I'm actually ready to make something, it's a whole 'nother set of parameters that take over. My new goal is to try to make the food come out the same every time I make it, as consistently as possible. To use as few dishes as possible, in the right order, while still keeping everything sanitary and food safe. And then the holy grail for me, is when I can make everything - the main course, the side dishes, the drinks and table settings, all line up so they finish at the same time, so all the timers ding together and everything is served at one time. Boom.
One meal done. Dad always made it look easy.
I know some people who open the fridge, pick something, nuke it, and are happy. Must be nice.
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3.05.2011
8.16.2008
arguably the best summary ever
Current Mood: summer is slipping away...
I've been slackin' on my goal to post once a week here.
Part of that was the early part of the month - I helped Jenny move from Hillenbrand to her new place, and then I moved out of both my old apt. and Earhart into my new place. Many thanks to everybody that helped.
I'm glad that's over, because it felt like a solid week of moving, and the furniture especially sucked to move. I guess I'd underestimated how much stuff I really left back at the old place. That's even with a concerted effort not to keep a lot of things, and even still it was a lot!
I'm more or less all settled in my new place, and it's really nice - a lot of that is just more space, but also the pool, laundry room, more a/c. Greg and I are hangin' all the time (I even have gotten him hooked on RE4) and it looks like it will be a blast living together. I have a slight suspicion that there's a bug infestation in a nearby apartment, but hopefully that's just me being paranoid.
Still need to get my registration and loans goin'...
The other big part of August so far has been Jenny and I's trip to Green Bay. Jenny posted pictures and kinda chronicled everything here: 1 2 3
We left Sunday morning and forgot about the time change driving through Chicago. I'm technically from Cincy, but I really am not a downtown driver. So of course I was terrified to navigate my way to my friend [from improv long ago] Scott's house in the heart of the city. Still, it was a Sunday afternoon and despite a few slow moments and a few tolls, we made it okay. I'll go ahead and mention here the weather was gorgeous the entire time.
Side note: later I want to take a trip to Chicago and get a CityPass because pretty much all of the stuff I want to do and see there is a nerdy museum of some kind. Also, the pass is good for 9 days, so it'll be a big expensive trip.
Had a great time with Scott and his girlfriend Allison. We walked like, 2 miles, trying to find Giordano's Pizza - in part because it's Stu's favorite chain, in part because I'd never had authentic deep dish. This was also my first time to Chicago, despite living 2 hours away for 4 years. After stuffing myself, we rode the 'L' into downtown Chicago (the whole time I kept fantasizing about skipping a day of school to see the sights, making dozens of police cars chase me all over town, and then hunting down the one armed man - and if I was very lucky, seeing Janitor [bonus points to anybody who got that one]).
An eerily quiet Chicago downtown awaited us. We saw the Magnificent Mile (why is it magnificent? because of shopping, apparently, not because of grisly murders), Sears Tower (from the ground), and the street they filmed some of The Dark Knight on. Took pictures at the Bean (sigh). Later that night Scott made us pot roast and we watched a bit of vintage Ah-nold.
The next day we drove to Green Bay. The drive up was pretty uneventful, even if Milwaukee was 50x bigger than I thought it would be (I guess when the only idea of Wisconsin I have is from That 70's Show, I kinda imagined the whole state looked like Eric Forman's house).
Green Bay The City is awesome. The whole town is just like you think - everybody there has a cute almost Canadian accent (mostly it's the drawn out "o"s) and a Favre jersey, even with all the crazy shit that's been going on with him being traded to the Jets. I watched Jenny buy a ton of Packers stuff she's been wanting for a long time, 'cuz it's cheaper/only found there.
Every fan we met there was super nice. Granted, it's not like the Bengals and Packers are hard-core division rivals, but basically it was nothing but smiles and waves. I got to try more local food: butter burgers, cheese curds, and a real bratwurst. Fantastic. My first NFL game was at historic Lambeau, and it was really pretty amazing, like any old stadium should be.
Our sign ("We drove 8 hours to get here, and the loser pays gas!") made some people laugh, but it didn't get us on TV. Oh well. Turns out the family behind us drove 18 hours from Montana, anyway, so it didn't seem so impressive. Plus it was a lie...beforehand we decided that I'd buy tickets, Jenny would buy gas. Yes, that's right, I lied to try to get on the Jumbotron.
Speaking of tickets, our seats were on the 20 yard line-ish, and the view was about the same as Ross-Ade watching the Boilermakers, that is to say pretty decent. The preseason game doesn't count for anything, but it was awesome to see our teams actually playing, tackling, passing, and kicking against each other. Bengals won 20-17, and I was happy to see Aaron Rodgers take over the Packers offense without Favre and do a good job. The drunkest fans we saw were middle aged schoolteachers sitting in the row in front of us. Odd.
The next part of the trip started right after the game. We drove about an hour and a half West of GB to a little town called Waupaca to stay with Jenny's aunt and uncle. They were really nice and drove us around the area to show us some parks and lakes and take us out to eat. Uncle Dennis had an amazing vinyl collection that I went really crazy for. Like for all of Jenny's family, I turned up the charm hoping they would like me. Like all of Jenny's family, I think it worked :D
Unlike the 2-day trip up, we drove back all in one day on Wednesday. We covered close to 400 miles. The rest stop was in Pleasant Prairie (right near the southern WI border) to take a tour of the Jelly Belly factory. Seriously, we only stopped here to stretch our legs, but it was a fun stop. Bought some JB irregulars ("Belly Flops") and some caffeinated "sport beans". The next "stop" was rush-hour Chicago. Seriously...close to 3 hours to go like, 60 miles, and I think we spent 20 dollars in tolls. In retrospect, FUCK toll roads. We drove s'more and had a nice dinner with Benji and Corrie in Valpo (and found a sweet water park for next year).
Whew. Next up: Judas Priest concert on Tuesday.
I've been slackin' on my goal to post once a week here.
Part of that was the early part of the month - I helped Jenny move from Hillenbrand to her new place, and then I moved out of both my old apt. and Earhart into my new place. Many thanks to everybody that helped.
I'm glad that's over, because it felt like a solid week of moving, and the furniture especially sucked to move. I guess I'd underestimated how much stuff I really left back at the old place. That's even with a concerted effort not to keep a lot of things, and even still it was a lot!
I'm more or less all settled in my new place, and it's really nice - a lot of that is just more space, but also the pool, laundry room, more a/c. Greg and I are hangin' all the time (I even have gotten him hooked on RE4) and it looks like it will be a blast living together. I have a slight suspicion that there's a bug infestation in a nearby apartment, but hopefully that's just me being paranoid.
Still need to get my registration and loans goin'...
The other big part of August so far has been Jenny and I's trip to Green Bay. Jenny posted pictures and kinda chronicled everything here: 1 2 3
We left Sunday morning and forgot about the time change driving through Chicago. I'm technically from Cincy, but I really am not a downtown driver. So of course I was terrified to navigate my way to my friend [from improv long ago] Scott's house in the heart of the city. Still, it was a Sunday afternoon and despite a few slow moments and a few tolls, we made it okay. I'll go ahead and mention here the weather was gorgeous the entire time.
Side note: later I want to take a trip to Chicago and get a CityPass because pretty much all of the stuff I want to do and see there is a nerdy museum of some kind. Also, the pass is good for 9 days, so it'll be a big expensive trip.
Had a great time with Scott and his girlfriend Allison. We walked like, 2 miles, trying to find Giordano's Pizza - in part because it's Stu's favorite chain, in part because I'd never had authentic deep dish. This was also my first time to Chicago, despite living 2 hours away for 4 years. After stuffing myself, we rode the 'L' into downtown Chicago (the whole time I kept fantasizing about skipping a day of school to see the sights, making dozens of police cars chase me all over town, and then hunting down the one armed man - and if I was very lucky, seeing Janitor [bonus points to anybody who got that one]).
An eerily quiet Chicago downtown awaited us. We saw the Magnificent Mile (why is it magnificent? because of shopping, apparently, not because of grisly murders), Sears Tower (from the ground), and the street they filmed some of The Dark Knight on. Took pictures at the Bean (sigh). Later that night Scott made us pot roast and we watched a bit of vintage Ah-nold.
The next day we drove to Green Bay. The drive up was pretty uneventful, even if Milwaukee was 50x bigger than I thought it would be (I guess when the only idea of Wisconsin I have is from That 70's Show, I kinda imagined the whole state looked like Eric Forman's house).
Green Bay The City is awesome. The whole town is just like you think - everybody there has a cute almost Canadian accent (mostly it's the drawn out "o"s) and a Favre jersey, even with all the crazy shit that's been going on with him being traded to the Jets. I watched Jenny buy a ton of Packers stuff she's been wanting for a long time, 'cuz it's cheaper/only found there.
Every fan we met there was super nice. Granted, it's not like the Bengals and Packers are hard-core division rivals, but basically it was nothing but smiles and waves. I got to try more local food: butter burgers, cheese curds, and a real bratwurst. Fantastic. My first NFL game was at historic Lambeau, and it was really pretty amazing, like any old stadium should be.
Our sign ("We drove 8 hours to get here, and the loser pays gas!") made some people laugh, but it didn't get us on TV. Oh well. Turns out the family behind us drove 18 hours from Montana, anyway, so it didn't seem so impressive. Plus it was a lie...beforehand we decided that I'd buy tickets, Jenny would buy gas. Yes, that's right, I lied to try to get on the Jumbotron.
Speaking of tickets, our seats were on the 20 yard line-ish, and the view was about the same as Ross-Ade watching the Boilermakers, that is to say pretty decent. The preseason game doesn't count for anything, but it was awesome to see our teams actually playing, tackling, passing, and kicking against each other. Bengals won 20-17, and I was happy to see Aaron Rodgers take over the Packers offense without Favre and do a good job. The drunkest fans we saw were middle aged schoolteachers sitting in the row in front of us. Odd.
The next part of the trip started right after the game. We drove about an hour and a half West of GB to a little town called Waupaca to stay with Jenny's aunt and uncle. They were really nice and drove us around the area to show us some parks and lakes and take us out to eat. Uncle Dennis had an amazing vinyl collection that I went really crazy for. Like for all of Jenny's family, I turned up the charm hoping they would like me. Like all of Jenny's family, I think it worked :D
Unlike the 2-day trip up, we drove back all in one day on Wednesday. We covered close to 400 miles. The rest stop was in Pleasant Prairie (right near the southern WI border) to take a tour of the Jelly Belly factory. Seriously, we only stopped here to stretch our legs, but it was a fun stop. Bought some JB irregulars ("Belly Flops") and some caffeinated "sport beans". The next "stop" was rush-hour Chicago. Seriously...close to 3 hours to go like, 60 miles, and I think we spent 20 dollars in tolls. In retrospect, FUCK toll roads. We drove s'more and had a nice dinner with Benji and Corrie in Valpo (and found a sweet water park for next year).
Whew. Next up: Judas Priest concert on Tuesday.
7.10.2008
The Fortune Cookie Experiment
Current Mood: mellow
A few weeks back some friends of mine (mostly co-workers around Earhart Hall) convinced me to take part in a project they'd cooked up, something they called The Fortune Cookie Experiment. For one week we all agreed to eat dinner at Earhart Dining Court and grab a fortune cookie from the stir-fry station. For the next 24 hours, we were to live as if the fortune was 100% true (without explicitly broadcasting it, unless that was part of the fortune), and to note the result.
Monday's fortune: You have musical talents. Make them known.
Result: I do have musical talents, but I try not to brag, so this one made me feel awkward. If anything, I wait until somebody asks me about it or the situation allows me to bring it up naturally (like karaoke or Rock Band). That said, I changed my Facebook status to talk about my vocal range, and told people I knew about how I played in concert band in middle and high school.
Tuesday's fortune: He who is aware of his folly is wise.
Result: This one was exhausting. In an attempt to be more wise, I spent the entire day trying to be hyper-aware of things I knew I didn't know much about.
Wednesday's fortune: Your perseverance will pay off soon.
Result: I interpreted "soon" as sometime within the next few days, which meant I largely forgot about my fortune waiting for something to fall into my lap. Nothing did.
Thursday's fortune: You have an unusually magnetic personality.
Result: *rolls eyes* Scott and Anna found out about this one and ran into me every time I walked by them for a full day.
Friday's fortune: We can learn from everyone, especially from our enemies.
Result: I went about my day hoping Snidely Whiplash would leap from the shadows and teach me about advanced mathematics. No dice.
Saturday's fortune: Your energy is at a peak. Channel it into creative activities.
Result: I spent all of Friday working and doing errands, and was completely exhausted by today. I did very little activity at all, much less something creative.
Sunday's fortune: You'll accomplish more later if you take some time for yourself.
Result: I slept in, and then spent several hours reading stuff online. Later...I played video games. No discernible change in accomplishment levels.
Conclusions: I don't hold fortune cookies in very high regard. They're in the same boat as horoscopes and tarot cards, for me. I anticipated a series of general statements that would be difficult to implement into my daily life, and that's more or less what I got. They also threw in some proverb-type statements, which I fully expected.
I would've been more impressed if I'd gotten Saturday and Friday's fortunes switched. Also, my days are not very dynamic, since I stay up and then sleep in working in a mostly-empty residence hall, so it was difficult to apply these with any meaningful result.
The only one I really was surprised by was the first one, and I admit I was uncomfortable "making it known".
Lastly, human interaction remains devoid of ferromagnetic properties. Myth busted.
A few weeks back some friends of mine (mostly co-workers around Earhart Hall) convinced me to take part in a project they'd cooked up, something they called The Fortune Cookie Experiment. For one week we all agreed to eat dinner at Earhart Dining Court and grab a fortune cookie from the stir-fry station. For the next 24 hours, we were to live as if the fortune was 100% true (without explicitly broadcasting it, unless that was part of the fortune), and to note the result.
Monday's fortune: You have musical talents. Make them known.
Result: I do have musical talents, but I try not to brag, so this one made me feel awkward. If anything, I wait until somebody asks me about it or the situation allows me to bring it up naturally (like karaoke or Rock Band). That said, I changed my Facebook status to talk about my vocal range, and told people I knew about how I played in concert band in middle and high school.
Tuesday's fortune: He who is aware of his folly is wise.
Result: This one was exhausting. In an attempt to be more wise, I spent the entire day trying to be hyper-aware of things I knew I didn't know much about.
Wednesday's fortune: Your perseverance will pay off soon.
Result: I interpreted "soon" as sometime within the next few days, which meant I largely forgot about my fortune waiting for something to fall into my lap. Nothing did.
Thursday's fortune: You have an unusually magnetic personality.
Result: *rolls eyes* Scott and Anna found out about this one and ran into me every time I walked by them for a full day.
Friday's fortune: We can learn from everyone, especially from our enemies.
Result: I went about my day hoping Snidely Whiplash would leap from the shadows and teach me about advanced mathematics. No dice.
Saturday's fortune: Your energy is at a peak. Channel it into creative activities.
Result: I spent all of Friday working and doing errands, and was completely exhausted by today. I did very little activity at all, much less something creative.
Sunday's fortune: You'll accomplish more later if you take some time for yourself.
Result: I slept in, and then spent several hours reading stuff online. Later...I played video games. No discernible change in accomplishment levels.
Conclusions: I don't hold fortune cookies in very high regard. They're in the same boat as horoscopes and tarot cards, for me. I anticipated a series of general statements that would be difficult to implement into my daily life, and that's more or less what I got. They also threw in some proverb-type statements, which I fully expected.
I would've been more impressed if I'd gotten Saturday and Friday's fortunes switched. Also, my days are not very dynamic, since I stay up and then sleep in working in a mostly-empty residence hall, so it was difficult to apply these with any meaningful result.
The only one I really was surprised by was the first one, and I admit I was uncomfortable "making it known".
Lastly, human interaction remains devoid of ferromagnetic properties. Myth busted.
8.04.2007
a delicate subject
Current Mood: hungry
Current Music: "Tim The Die Hard Packer Fan" by Bob & Tom
I can't say for sure, but I think the stereotype of low-quality dorm food at colleges is fairly pervasive. I think that student nutrition on the whole is a thorny subject- the Freshman 15 can be (and is) blamed on all-you can eat style serving, or lazy students who don't exercise, or even the large quantities of pizza and beer consumed in lieu of healthy meals. That all said, I just wanted to say that I think dining at Purdue University is pretty damn good. I sometimes complain about eating here, but overall, I think Purdue works really hard at providing good food and service to the students here.
I've only eaten at a few other universities, but Purdue had a number of clean, well lit, colorful dining halls with many options and a commitment to providing different kinds of food. The dining halls have won several awards for design and international foods. Best of all, University Residences is completely self-sufficient, so students don't pay anything extra for the master plan for upgrading all of the dining courts.
Case in point: the other day at Hillenbrand Dining Court I got to try thresher shark for dinner. I hate seafood, but I thought it was awesome to be able to try it (and it kinda made me feel like a badass).
Current Music: "Tim The Die Hard Packer Fan" by Bob & Tom
I can't say for sure, but I think the stereotype of low-quality dorm food at colleges is fairly pervasive. I think that student nutrition on the whole is a thorny subject- the Freshman 15 can be (and is) blamed on all-you can eat style serving, or lazy students who don't exercise, or even the large quantities of pizza and beer consumed in lieu of healthy meals. That all said, I just wanted to say that I think dining at Purdue University is pretty damn good. I sometimes complain about eating here, but overall, I think Purdue works really hard at providing good food and service to the students here.
I've only eaten at a few other universities, but Purdue had a number of clean, well lit, colorful dining halls with many options and a commitment to providing different kinds of food. The dining halls have won several awards for design and international foods. Best of all, University Residences is completely self-sufficient, so students don't pay anything extra for the master plan for upgrading all of the dining courts.
Case in point: the other day at Hillenbrand Dining Court I got to try thresher shark for dinner. I hate seafood, but I thought it was awesome to be able to try it (and it kinda made me feel like a badass).
4.13.2007
a timely observation
Current Mood: hooky
Current Music: "New York New York" by Freddie Mercury
Easter candy rule of thumb: light colored jellybeans go first
Current Music: "New York New York" by Freddie Mercury
Easter candy rule of thumb: light colored jellybeans go first
4.05.2007
An Apology To My Childhood
Current Mood: repentant
Current Music: "Firesign" by Skid Row
When I was growing up I saw many ads for a product called Ovaltine, and I must say that the context in which I was exposed to it was less than favorable. My constant barrage of cartoons, interspersed with expensive and flashy electronics and action figure commercials were occasionally punctured by a trip back in time - commercials for Ovaltine. Typically, these ads showed a painfully perfect Aryan family that looked straight out of The Sound Of Music in a plainly spartan 70's living room with this ancient looking package of chocolate powder to add to your milk to make it taste chocolatey.
Now, first off, when I want a chocolate drink, let me tell you that my main man is the Nestle Quick Bunny, featured on Nickelodeon commercials between Legends of the Hidden Temple, Salute Your Shorts, and other classic shows. This was a high quality, name brand, velvety-smooth chocolate milk that satisfied all my desires. The bunny took children on a magical theme park ride through canyons and valleys of chocolate fountains and straw roller coasters.
Ovaltine, by comparison, gave me nothing. Those snotty little brats at the end that scream "MORE OVALTINE, PLEASE". The voice over "Parents! Your kids will think it's delicious, but you'll know it's good for them!" may have escaped other worker bees, but I was a thinking child, and I for one would not be so easily duped. Not to mention it's a part of that stupid Christmas story (I don't understand why everybody has dropped their pants and gone gay for that movie, but that's for another post).
That all said, I am a reformed man. The past was clouded with false accusations and biases, and the astute reader might have realized that I never admitted to disliking Ovaltine based on taste. With that in mind, I hereby formally announce my tolerance of what is actually a rather tasty chocolatey drink. Current Roommate Alex brought some home and in a moment of desperation, I opened the sealed canister with hesitation. Fortunately, I emerge a better person because of it.
Ovaltine, I'm sorry that I treated you so wrongly in the past, especially without actually trying you. May your chocolatey goodness (with vitamins) continue to bring happiness to children if their parents allow.
Current Music: "Firesign" by Skid Row
When I was growing up I saw many ads for a product called Ovaltine, and I must say that the context in which I was exposed to it was less than favorable. My constant barrage of cartoons, interspersed with expensive and flashy electronics and action figure commercials were occasionally punctured by a trip back in time - commercials for Ovaltine. Typically, these ads showed a painfully perfect Aryan family that looked straight out of The Sound Of Music in a plainly spartan 70's living room with this ancient looking package of chocolate powder to add to your milk to make it taste chocolatey.
Now, first off, when I want a chocolate drink, let me tell you that my main man is the Nestle Quick Bunny, featured on Nickelodeon commercials between Legends of the Hidden Temple, Salute Your Shorts, and other classic shows. This was a high quality, name brand, velvety-smooth chocolate milk that satisfied all my desires. The bunny took children on a magical theme park ride through canyons and valleys of chocolate fountains and straw roller coasters.
Ovaltine, by comparison, gave me nothing. Those snotty little brats at the end that scream "MORE OVALTINE, PLEASE". The voice over "Parents! Your kids will think it's delicious, but you'll know it's good for them!" may have escaped other worker bees, but I was a thinking child, and I for one would not be so easily duped. Not to mention it's a part of that stupid Christmas story (I don't understand why everybody has dropped their pants and gone gay for that movie, but that's for another post).
That all said, I am a reformed man. The past was clouded with false accusations and biases, and the astute reader might have realized that I never admitted to disliking Ovaltine based on taste. With that in mind, I hereby formally announce my tolerance of what is actually a rather tasty chocolatey drink. Current Roommate Alex brought some home and in a moment of desperation, I opened the sealed canister with hesitation. Fortunately, I emerge a better person because of it.
Ovaltine, I'm sorry that I treated you so wrongly in the past, especially without actually trying you. May your chocolatey goodness (with vitamins) continue to bring happiness to children if their parents allow.
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