{"id":4683,"date":"2020-01-28T10:00:31","date_gmt":"2020-01-28T15:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/comblog\/?p=4683"},"modified":"2020-01-28T10:52:27","modified_gmt":"2020-01-28T15:52:27","slug":"the-fruits-of-labor-pre-packing-your-meals","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.bu.edu\/comblog\/2020\/01\/28\/the-fruits-of-labor-pre-packing-your-meals\/","title":{"rendered":"Will: The Fruits of Labor – Pre-Packing Your Meals"},"content":{"rendered":"

Through the entirety of freshman year, I missed one thing the most. Was it love (Baby don\u2019t hurt meeeee)? Was it the kindred friendship of my pals at home? Was it my sheer pride in the Central Massachusetts identity as Apple Country?<\/span><\/p>\n

The answer is: no. It was my kitchen. Yes, I can hear you saying, \u201cBut Will, the dining hall is ~sOoOoOoOo~ convenient! How do you miss your\u2026 kitchen?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Well, folks, here\u2019s the thing: I\u2019m a foodie. If you\u2019re a foodie like me, the monotonous daily routine of eating the same jerk chicken with tofu, rice, and salad made me go a tad crazy. Yes, the dining hall is convenient. Yes, it\u2019s a great way for me to <\/span>not<\/span><\/i> spend egregious amounts of money ordering out. However, I still missed being able to experiment, cook, and eat something which both filled me up and made me happy.<\/span><\/p>\n

Thus, I decided to move into an off-campus apartment. I am currently a sophomore, and that which I loved most was making a truly triumphant return: the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n

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(^Not my kitchen, but one can dream!)<\/span><\/p>\n

However, after just a week, it became clear that the dining halls were a GENIUS idea! Although I love to cook, cooking takes what students like myself have slim to none of. What is that exactly? That\u2019s right: time.<\/span><\/p>\n

I went back to the drawing board; I needed a new solution. I was not going to spend money on dining hall meals because I do not have a meal plan, but I also did not want to starve throughout the day until I returned to the apartment. This is both unhealthy and, surprisingly, a very un-fun experience.<\/span><\/p>\n

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(^A relatable tweet)<\/span><\/p>\n

Then, I had a flashback: high school. As a human being with a grandiose stomach size, I needed something more than the chicken patty with a government-mandated, mouse-sized salad served at my local public high school. So, I began bringing in my own food to supplement it.<\/span><\/p>\n

Huh? My brain began to toil as it calculated, re-routed, and combined past experiences with present-day problems.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Then\u2026 An epiphany! A feat of brilliance which I will never return to!<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0<\/span>The homemade lunch!<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00a0<\/span>After this realization, I began making my lunches the night before and grabbing it in the morning before I headed out, and I continue to do it to this day! Not only is this doable in a dorm setting (at least if you\u2019re a sandwich person like myself), but it\u2019s ergonomic, economically efficient, and exquisite to taste. On top of that, I COULD MAKE IT MYSELF and NOT be a Hungry Hungry Hippo<\/span>\u00ad<\/span>\u00ad\u00ad<\/span>TM<\/span> all day!<\/span><\/p>\n

Therefore, in conclusion, I cannot recommend enough that you make yourself a lunch at the end of your day. Set yourself up for a successful eating strategy the next day! It\u2019s okay, you can thank me later.<\/span><\/p>\n

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