Miso Hongry
No this is NOT me standing in the food – but it easily could have been!
Diary of a Cruise Days Five and Six:
The food is so abundant on this ship I think I just might have stopped hoarding for the first time in my life.
This is billed as an International Cruise and anyway the food is sure international. This morning FOR BREAKFAST I had Miso Soup and a Papadam, Roti, Curried Eggplant and some Naan – all before I even hit the bacon and eggs.
To counteract any guilt I might be feeling over all this abundance I’ve been rereading Dream’s From My Father, our new president’s first book and whoops looks like there’s no avoiding your conscience because what do I come upon midway through it but the author’s only slightly satirical remark that the food thrown away on your average cruise ship in one day would feed the whole population of Haiti for a week. And we were just IN Haiti. Well, in Fake Haiti, anyway the cruise- line-owned island just off the shore.
Later at the Spa where I went to get my bangs cut I put it to Christopher, my young stylist from Scotland. “DO they throw away all that food we don’t eat?” I wanted to know.
“Nah, they feed it to US!” he said with a big smile, meaning the 1600-plus crew members who spend their days catering to the whims of all 4,000 of us cruisin’ fools.
The other thing young Christopher did was raise in my mind the question of whether it might be time for me to try something new with this handful of over processed straw I call my hair and so in a minute here I’m going back up to Deck 12 to let him cut it shorter than I have worn it since old LBJ himself sat in the Oval Office.
“It’ll be MUCH better, TRUST me,” said Christopher and I sure hope so because lately it’s been lookin’ a lot like Heath Ledger’s hair in The Dark Knight . Also I know myself: the second I get home it’ll be back to my regular life of worry and over-work, diets and self-denial and falling asleep ten minutes into the movie I’ve waited a month to see.
So out with old and in with the new then! Streaks of dark brown in the front and hair shorter in the back than a poodle’s underpants! Then buffet-time again and the cruise is almost over so welllll, maybe just a COUPLE of muffins stuffed in the old carry-on bag. :-)
