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Militant Bibliophile:

John, did you research this one at my Middle School?


Aaaaaaahh....the memories of gagging my way through the gastronomic Ho Chi Mhin trail that was my Killough Middle School cafeteria in Alief, Texas, circa 1977.


those memories are what's causing your monster nightmares, without a doubt...


"Dang. I thought this was monkey hips & rice day."


Anybody remember The 5 Royales?


the 5 royales???? PLEASE, do tell.


You're kidding, right? They're THE original soul group.

"Monkey Hips and Rice" was one of their tunes (it's what I used to call "my" school's mystery soy, soy stroganoff, salisbury soy, etc.).

While their influence is far-reaching, they're best known for writing "Dedicated to the One I Love". Aw, heck...Just Google 'em.

I sometimes wonder if Otis Day & the Knights (from Animal House) weren't at least partially patterned after them.


Ah Hahhh! "Monkey Hips and Rice". I've learned something too!

Hey what makes this so damn real is the lady's big saggy chest. On every chow line, one of those women would always have some big saggy triple Gs hanging to her waist. Ugggg! I can even smell it; some sort of green snotty looking turkey gravy.

Hemi Jindrix:

Have you ever been to Lunchlady Land?


You haven't tasted a culinary delight until you feast on C-rats eggs and ham. Pardon me while I go barf!

Tom Wms.:

Ah, school lunch. Memories of semi-luke warm grilled cheese, almost cold milk, unrecognizable vegetables, mystery meat, and oatmeal/raisin cookies that tasted more like oatmeal/rock cookies.

In spite of it all, we survived, stayed regular, and came back for more.


The main reason we went back for more is because it was compulsory.

Tom Wms.:

You're right. I don't know when you went through the school lunch lines, but I did it in the early 60's. The menu was simple and there were very few choices. Sometimes I took my lunch, but we didn't have zip-lock bags to keep things semi-fresh.


I started in the early 70s, but I meant school more than lunch.

My mom could wrap a sandwich in wax paper so it looked like a Christmas present. She didn't have any problem keeping a sandwich fresh.

I do remember looking at other kids' brown-bag lunches and feeling sorry for them for having mothers who didn't even take the time to figure out how those old "flip and tuck" bags worked.

I had to fold my brown bag neatly, take it home, and re-use it until the bag got ragged or until it got a spot on it. I once had a brown bag last close to a month without ever getting a spot (and more of the spots came from the lunch table than from what my mom put in my lunch).

For a lot of kids, the brown bag was a fall-back when they didn't like the school "menu." I only got the school lunch when they had pizza (and that was only in elementary school when the cafeteria actually cooked the food; after that it was trucked-in "prison food" a la cart'oon, and I brown-bagged all the time).


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