I’m befuddled. If you missed the news about faculty, staff, and grad students being asked to volunteer as food service workers at Michigan State University, you can give yourself a
Category: The Prison Laundry
Trying to make food “prosocial” again.
COVID made the whole world a jailCOVID made the whole world a jail
When I heard in prison that, at the outset of the pandemic, people went wild and started hoarding toilet paper, I just had to laugh. That’s exactly what inmates do
Not Swedish meatballs, but Königsberger KlopseNot Swedish meatballs, but Königsberger Klopse
I have never been to Sweden. I wouldn’t mind going, particularly since I have met some bomb-ass (as we say in prison) Swedes in my day, but that trip won’t
Cat heads nouveauCat heads nouveau
When I wrote about the salisbury steak option for prison dinner a few months ago, I mentioned that it was a substitution for meatloaf on the Bureau of Prisons menu.
Bread is the staff, not gravel, of lifeBread is the staff, not gravel, of life
Since I have been out from behind the razor wire, I have taken to making bread a couple times a month. I’m not your home baker who weighs and kneads
Wednesdays are Burger DaysWednesdays are Burger Days
If you are an oldester like me, you might remember the commercial that touted Wednesdays are Prince Spaghetti Day. (And if you want a nostalgia trip you can view the
Post-Prison PorkPost-Prison Pork
I’ve been eating plenty of swine lately. I’ve always loved the pig, but pork tastes even better when it symbolizes a certain amount of freedom. The irony is that the
New Trays and Nasty Food or, en francais, Nouveaux plateaux et nourriture désagréableNew Trays and Nasty Food or, en francais, Nouveaux plateaux et nourriture désagréable
So do you get excited about getting new plates? OK, I admit that I have gotten a little overstimulated by that in the past. I also confess that I don’t
The Tex Mex Hex, or Oliver Twist for the 21st CenturyThe Tex Mex Hex, or Oliver Twist for the 21st Century
I used to be OK with eating Tex Mex food on a regular basis. Not any more. This proves that prison has consequences. After eating pretty much nothing but apples
Salisbury Steak: The Other MeatloafSalisbury Steak: The Other Meatloaf
I had been anticipating working through the BOP national prison menu as a systematic endeavor. A kind of Julie and Julia experience that happened night after night in a clockwork