is there anything better than a bosco stick.

 there should be a website that is http://www.isthereanythingbetterthanaboscostick.com

and all it would say when you click on it would be:

two bosco sticks

or

unicorns

or something else of the awesome equivalent to a pair of bosco sticks,

because it is a fact that bosco sticks are better than mortal life.

in youth times, my everyday school lunch consisted of

bosco sticks + a naked juice 

{green machine or mighty mango... it evened out the unhealthyful qualities of breadsticks with cheese in the middle}

...and i hadn't had a single bosco stick since high school...

 until a few nights ago, when the stars alined and i happened to be in canteen when they were the evening special. ohhh, was that moment transcendent... reliving the memory like it was yesterday  {sitting in the titan cafeteria, bosco stick in one hand, graphing calculator in the other hand, scribbling through my calculus homework} and asking myself

why do we need vegetables when we have these? 

just want to eat bosco sticks every day of my life.

-yeh

that time i was the biggest kid on camp

 never mind all of that kvetching about the food, there are so many awesome things that i've been doing in the absence of yummies. the past few days have included some endless giggling on the swing set, making earrings out of feathers that i found on the ground {stoopie, look out for some airmail!}, rafting down the delaware, and harvesting a cilantro leaf from the wall staff herb garden. i've also been guilty of eating oreos til pukey time and painting my nails pink with sparkles. though perhaps one of the best things about this week was when co-counselor melissa made me a tie dye top. ooh and don't even get me started about the ceramics that is in the kiln as i type... 

-yeh!

milk + cookies before taps

every time i coil a rope, i hold it up by the tail and, in my best seamus mcfly voice, i say to the wall boys, maggie i got dinner! but no one gets it. 

 this is what a typical bunk's condiment basket looks like.

 this is what my bunk's condiment basket looks like.

etc:
"eat fish + chips" is now on my to-do list
{being read to with no interruptions but bird calls}
a knot that won't come undone
hand drawn maps
holy crap apple picking season is nearing
but color war is nearer
and i have no intention of using anything besides uni-ball rollerball pens ever again


-yeh!

all i want for my blog's birthday is a cupcake that was nary frozen

and a levain cookie with a scoop of ice cream on top.

and a roma tomato...

napoletana pizza, 

gouda cheese,

and a quinoa salad would be nice.

maybe also a whole grain, a fresh vegetable, and a berry as well?

today my blog is two.

and in typical narcissistic blog mommy fashion,

the only thing that is on my mind is food that is not dining hall food. but since it's my blog, it's probably on my blog's mind, too. it screams,

molly, blog about good food! not crunchy bagel cream cheese shit!

i'm going crazy here, people. there's a half empty box of chips ahoy sitting in front of me. and as much as i hope and wish and dream, those cookies ain't turning into levain.

happy birthday, mister blog!

-yeh!