Food Fantasies

Breakfast:
3 gallons of coffee (real coffee...not the syrupy poison on the ship)
1 vat of vanilla yogurt
17 bags of craisins & granola
1 omelet with peppers, onions, pepper jack cheese and a whole bottle of salsa
An entire orange tree’s worth of fresh-squeezed orange juice

Lunch:
1 bean and cheese burrito (daschund-sized)
1 cask of horchata
Red Hot Blues chips
Fruit, fruit, fruit until I can eat no more!!!

Dinner:
1 baked potato with sour cream, green onions, butter and pepper
1 veggie burger (with 12 patties) with avocado, lettuce, onions and wasabi mayonnaise
Grilled and marinated vegetables (Dad style)
Pink Lemonade
MORE FRUIT!!!!!!!!

The food on the ship has gone beyond redundancy into being just plain revolting. I feel like I am in the great siege of Paris and they have opened up the zoos and started mincing baboons  and filleting zebras for lack of anything appetizing or edible left. The little cubes of cheese that used to trigger at least partial taste bud satisfaction are now nowhere to be seen, and the brief few days where they had varieties of tea other than British Dog Slobber, are long gone. I have resorted to fooling my body into thinking it is full with lettuce and going to bed early to ignore my pleading stomach. Trail mix dances through my brain, taunting me with its salty, crunchy elusiveness, and anyone who dares speak of Mexican or Thai food is risking being mauled. Honolulu’s supermarkets will be empty by the time I am done with them! I will be home so soon (25 days as of today) that I can stand it…at least for now. If anyone wants to send me lengthy emails describing every taste, aroma and texture of their favorite meal, I will nourish my brain at least in that way. I’m not even kidding, getting an email like that would at least provide some sustenance! Keep those emails coming, people! I’m still alive over here on the Pacific and want to know how you are doing!