When I first started dating Matt (now my husband), I would be flummoxed when he’d say that he’d forgotten to eat. “Forgotten?!” I’d think, in shock- “I count down till my next meal!” The concept of FORGETTING to eat just didn’t make sense to me. You FORGET to take out the trash or take a birth control pill. You don’t FORGET to eat.
Food is often times a highlight of my day, because you can always control food. You choose when, where, what and how you eat. With food, you can pretty much satisfy any desire, from something as weird as a poached emu egg to something as simple as a slice of cheesecake. It’s kind of the most dependable thing in the world (for a spoiled middle class American like myself), and it gives me immense pleasure.
We have a great inside joke in my family about cruises: more specifically, about how the buffet opens right when you get on the ship. My family is fond of cruising for many reasons: the chance to see many places without having to re-pack your stuff, the cheesy on board entertainment, the hideous buffet sculptures made out of wax and rotting fruit, the little animals made out of towels that creepily show up in your room everytime you leave…
A few weeks before our first cruise EVER, my mom started excitedly telling us each time we brought up the cruise that “the buffet opens RIGHT when you get on the ship!”. The look of excitement in her eyes was like a poor person finding a bundle of $100 bills, or a mouse stumbling upon a cave built out of Gouda. It got to be pretty hilarious that she wasn’t excited about lounging on white sand beaches or climbing the famous Dunns River Falls in Jamaica. Oh no- She was far more excited that the buffet was open all day… every day… right when you got on the ship.
Eventually, my sister and brother and I would turn to each other each time the cruise was mentioned, and ask if we knew that the buffet opened right when you got on the ship. It drove my mom crazy, but she couldn’t do much other than wince with embarassed laughter, because she knew that her overt excitement was the reason for this spectacular new inside joke. Even now when the Lofgren siblings get together, we’ll sneak in a quip about it… Last weekend my sister visited me, and as we headed out the door to get dinner, she tapped my shoulder and said – “Wait! Did you know that the buffet opens right when you get on the ship?”
I’ve been on many more cruises since that first one, and I’ll admit, the 24 hour buffet is pretty awesome. I’m pretty sure my 27-pound weight gain since graduating college started the first day of my western caribbean cruise, when I decided french fries and soft-serve ice cream were a perfectly decent way to start the day. Now, when I daydream about a luxurious sail through the ocean, I dream of salt in the air, wind whipping my hair, chocolates on the pillow… and the fact that the buffet opens right when you get on the ship.