On the days mom was tied up with her from - home baking business, lunch dates with her sisters, or marathon training, I would end up with a hot lunch and sit there longing for my PB no - J and pick around the questionable foods that filled
my plastic cafeteria tray.
Not exact matches
Bluto walks into a poorly lit
cafeteria and piles his
tray with donuts, plates of Jell - O and dishes of meat covered in
plastic.
Well, I've been roundly criticized by Lunch
Tray readers today for accepting so easily my district's explanation on why we use a flimsy spork instead of
plastic forks and knives in our
cafeterias.
On a pistachio - green
plastic lunch
tray in the
cafeteria of Sam Hughes Elementary School, Tucson, Arizona, circa 1970 - 76.
Ill admit that when I was a kid I used to love riding down snowy hills outside my junior high school on
plastic lunch
trays stolen from the
cafeteria, but those days are long gone.