This post is dedicated to those who have survived heading off to college. By now you are inducted into an elite group of people that have experienced some of the most important aspects of college life. For example:
- You have fallen off a loft bed.
- You notice that class sizes double on exam days.
- You no longer care if they save lives, because the fire alarms have woken you up every day of the week and twice on the weekends.
- You’ve started a game with your friends in the cafeteria called “Can you recognize the type of meat”, because sauce and breading makes everything look the same.
And this final experience is the most traumatizing one so far, even more than the all nighter you pulled to complete the thirty page paper that the professor assigned a month ago (working ahead just doesn’t give you that adrenaline rush). As a person expecting a decadent and delicious pork experience, the blobs of meat drying beneath the heat lamps receive a failing grade and a possible health code violation. Unfortunately, it’s impossible to prepare something in your dorm. All you have available is that microwave that can’t seem to warm up Ramen in less than ten minutes but can burn popcorn in under one.
But don’t worry; you can always pleasantly surprise your parents with a visit… and laundry. Try a recipe from the Porktastic Nine the next time your home and your parents may just be happy to see you every time your sock drawer is empty.
