Sunday, 28 October 2007

83. Have icky lister breakfast. Hopefully on cheesy-egg day.

Status: So-ooooooooooooo full.

A little University of Alberta lesson is in order before I start with my description. Our massive (holds at least 2000 people) undergraduate residence here is called Lister Centre. It is everything you'd ever heard about university residences.....a place where girls come at the ripe age of eighteen to loose their morals. The first time parents aren't around and you're 1000 km from home. Needless to say, in Schaffer Hall (the tower we lived in) in Lister Centre, we pre-drank harder than you partied.

Thankfully, for those blurry weekend mornings, we had the Lister cafeteria....which certainly knew its audience and served the exact cure for a hangover.....awful greasy eggs and hashbrowns. The only way to eat it was to mix it all together, and cover it in ketchup and seasoning salt, and hide some shredded cheese from the salad bar under a clump of egg (so they don't charge you extra for it). Afterwards, you feel what can only be described as "gut rot". Still, it's a reminder of our glory days as Listerites, and we keep going back!



You can't see it, but there's a thick film of grease on the plate from the eggs. Eggs shouldn't be greasy!!

3 comments:

matt said...

I was hoping when I clicked to view the full size picture that that meal wouldn't look so disgusting.

I was wrong.

Bodie said...

i didn't need to full screen the picture to see that haha

Jackie West said...

Can you believe I ate that every Saturday for 2 years?? And that we still go back now?

I'll be taking you in January!