No one really likes the food they're served in college. I go to a school with excellent food (compared to other colleges anyway). A decent percentage of the food I eat in my school's dining hall is outsourced to local farms, the variety of food is impressive, and the execution is overall excellent. But no matter how good the food is Chicken finger Friday is only fun for so long, even if the Chicken fingers are good. So thats why I've worked the care package system like no ones business. I'm not saying that my parents send me a steady supply of food from the city (that would not be bumming), I'm saying other peoples parents supply me with food from their cities, and towns, and in some cases villages. Allow me to explain. Everyone in college kind of thinks wherever their is the best place on earth, and they are eager to prove it to their new friends. So whenever someone takes a weekend back home, or is on the phone with mom asking for a shipment of goodies, I just tack on my order. So far I've found that out of some weird desire to show me how awesome the village of Bumfuck is people are all too willing to shower me in their regions best food. So far I've accumulated 20 Montreal Bagels (see my entry on Mile End deli), countless bars of Vermont cheddar, apples from the Adirondack region, and a curious drink called Ginger Jack from an orchard in VT. In the end everyone is happy, I get my food, they get some respect, and its not like I'm cheating these kids out of anything. Its the parents who are paying for all this food, and parents money is like monopoly money anyway.
PS: if this makes me sound like a snobby New Yorker who gives out respect to other regions like its gold... well I kind of am snobby New Yorker.
