Though I usually brought my lunch from home when I was in elementary school, there were times when I bought lunch in the cafeteria. We had menus to take home, so we could choose whether to buy lunch on any particular day.
There was one meal that they served that I couldn’t stand. A soup. I thought it tasted like “chicken foot” soup. How I would ever have come by that idea I can’t remember. I had never had such a thing but I must have heard that somewhere. I wouldn’t buy my lunch on the days they served what I called chicken foot soup.
When I brown bagged it, or come to think of it, I suspect that I had a lunch box, though I can’t remember it at all, I wanted a meat sandwich in my lunch. But there were days when Mom ran out of lunch meat and then she would put a jelly sandwich in my lunch. I was always disappointed when I discovered a jelly sandwich, even though it was the best jam or jelly that I could have had. It was something Mom had made from our summer fruit. However, it was disappointing to me.
I distinctly remember one day sitting down at the lunch room table, saying a silent table grace to thank God for my food, and then finding a jelly sandwich instead of lunch meat. I thought that I wasn’t really thankful to have a jelly sandwich.
What a problem I must have made for my mom, –to provide lunches for me that I would appreciate. I think I must have been a finicky eater when I was in elementary school. I think I’m not nearly so finicky about foods now as I was back then.