This morning was chaotic...but then lunch rolled around and the fun began. We all congregated around the table as usual, fussed (more like roared) about the game the night before, and munched on our own (and each other's) lunches...until Susannah pulled out the magical cake plate that we all know so well...
The rather heated discussion regarding the bloodshed throughout last night's game came to a screeching halt as the room was filled with various declarations of contentment and joy.
Devil's Food Cake with Mocha icing=MAJOR crowd-pleaser. That stuff was spectacular...words can't even do it justice.
The purpose of this rather short and sweet story?
It is this:
the one thing that can tame the generally food-produced beast that is a Covenant Classical student at any given time is better food...but only if properly distributed.
This isn't the same cake...but this one was one of Susy's other chocolaty creations...and it was equally delicious.
It all began with a scone.
Out of the kindness of her heart, Rachel laid her coveted cheese scone on the table next to Brandi, who had no lunch. The room was peaceful and the table relatively full with the exception of one particular Junior girl: Georgie. And that's when it happened.
Suddenly, a finger stretched out over the cheese scone and Georgie's voice screamed: "HEY! That's mine!" What unfolded is nearly unexplainable. Brandi leaped from her seat, scone in hand, and took off running with Georgie in pursuit. After a few laps around the lunch room, the two continued the chase into and through the gym. Only minutes later, the pair reappeared, took their seats at the table, and there was once again peace among the people. Keyword: was. That is, until Nate offered his Stouffer's macaroni & cheese to me, and amid the multitude of exclamations of: "I want some!" came the now familiar: "HEY! That's mine!" Everyone took their share (rather greedily) of the macaroni & cheese, except apparently Susannah.
She went off on a scavenger hunt in the giant metal refrigerator of doom only to find a box of Michelina's Gourmet Macaroni & Cheese.
"Morgan isn't this yours?!" Susannah asked excitedly.
"Yeah," Morgan replied as Susannah set the time on the microwave, "but it's been in there for like...2 months."
Susannah seemed not to notice Morgan's statement until a terrible stench began to fill the corner where the microwave was located. One by one, we approached the microwave to take a whiff. The odor was absolutely unbearable. As if a fire drill had been called, we ran out of the lunch room single-file, making strange and repulsive gasps of disgust.
We sounded (and looked) something like the Minions from the movie "Despicable Me".
And that's what happened today around the table :)
