Friday – March 13, 2015 – Fish Stick Friday
Fish Sticks – the hot dog of the fish world. When one mentions fish sticks, I have one of those flashbacks they warned us about (Jimmy Buffet). I am transported back to the Magnolia High School cafeteria. On Friday you had two lunch choices – fish sticks, macaroni and cheese, green beans and one of those giant rolls or bring your lunch. Actually you only had those two choices every day – eat what was for lunch in the cafeteria or bring a lunch. I bet we all remember those giant rolls. Who remembers those little square card board boxes the milk came in? Remember Mr. L. took our “milk money?” Not to be confused with Mr. Swanks who took our lunch money.
My dear Mother made one of the best lunches ever. It was home-made pimento cheese made with Velveeta cheese, Lay’s potato chips, and her famous home-made chocolate chip cookies. It was so good it was stolen every Friday by Dianne J. and Pat C. and probably Judy B. This assumes they got to my locker before my classmates, Sonny C. or BFF Luddite or anybody else who had the opportunity to steal it got to it first. So I had to eat frozen (please insert an alliterative adjective) fish sticks on Friday. Mama even tried packing extra sandwiches and more cookies. That only meant my lunch looked like a grocery sack and fed more people who stole my lunch while I still ate fish sticks. Finally, Mother said she was not going to feed half of Magnolia High School. Please know this was not a situation of being bullied because whoever would steal my lunch would leave lunch money in my locker.
I respect those who strictly adhere to dietary customs, whether for religious reasons or not, but I wonder at the origin of such customs. I wonder if pre Martin Luther nailing the pages on the church door, the Catholic Church had an agreement with the commercial fisherman? The Vatican says, “How about this? If an animal walks, don’t eat it on Friday, and everybody buys fish and the price of fish goes up.” Think about it. And why Friday? Why not meatless Thursday? Or Tuesday? Perhaps Friday was when the boats arrived from a fishing expedition. Oh well. Time for lunch. I will be having a pimento cheese, with Velveeta cheese, Lay’s potato chips (not the baked ones, either) and a chocolate chip cookie.