Below is a transcript of the actual e-mail debate between by siblings regarding the True Meaning of Lunch. I have edited out only non-lunch related banter and personal e-mail addresses. I have, however, included actual dates when appropriate so you can get a sense of how long this RETARDED argument has been going on. My sister, Stupidhead Joanne will be referred to as "Joanne (real name: Joanne). My Idiot brother will be referred to as Richard (real name: Richard).
I did not receive permission from either of the "authors" to reproduce this discussion, so, like any good journalist, I am putting my life in danger.
To: Joanne
Subject" IT'S LUNCH TIME!!!!!!!
I was going to go for the Steak Tips, Rice, Veggies, and of course, rollbuttermilk, but you know, I went for the Joanne Special. Ham and Swiss on a bulkie (lettuce and hot peppers), chips, pickles, AND a big steaming bowl of beef rotini soup and crackersmilk.
Lunch is the reason to live! I love lunch!
Well, gotta go....can't type and eat LUNCH at the same time you know...Did I mention that I love lunch?
TO: Richard
Subject: IT'S LUNCH TIME!!!!!!!
Well I see you came to your senses at the last minute and didn't break the Joanne lunch rule which says, in essence, that lunch is lunch.
It's NOT dinner, and should not be treated as such. Acceptable lunch foods include:
Soup
Sandwich
Salad
And any combination thereof. For example, soup and salad, soup and sandwich, sandwich and salad*
*While acceptable, the sandwich/salad combination is frowned upon. A little too dinner-like.
rollbuttermilk is always ok.
Soda is also acceptable as a beverage, as is water. Coffee or tea are not.
To: Joanne
Subject: "IT'S LUNCH TIME!!!!!!!
You may THINK I've changed my lunch values, but you are sadly mistaken.
Although I can appreciate a traditional soup and salad lunch, it is by no means a fare that one can sustain their entire lunch requirements on.
I would like to propose that the soup and salad menu be SUBSTITUTED for a "hot" lunch, say, twice a week. For the sake of argument, let's say Tuesday and Thursday. This would leave Monday, Wednesday, and Friday for more hearty meals. A few examples, found in Corporate Cafe's all over America, might be;
Mac & Cheese...rollbuttermilk
American Chop Suey...rollbuttermilk
Meatloaf, Mashed Potatoes, Veggies, Gravy...rollbuttermilk
Chili (always a favorite)...rollbuttermilk
And yes, dare to throw caution to the wind around those special holidays. Indulge yourself with a full menu like;
Turkey, Potatoes, Stuffing, Veggies...rollbuttermilk.
You can take the lunch out of the Entree, but you can NOT take the Entree out of the lunch.
And you can quote me on that!
To: Richard
Subject: IT'S LUNCH TIME!!!!!!!
While I can appreciate your position on introducing a little variety into the lunchtime menu, I think you're forgetting the very essence of lunch itself. Lunch can stand on its own. Lunch has its own heart, and its own soul. It is not just "dinner lite," with dinner foods served in smaller portions. Or worse yet, simply a late breakfast, with omeletts as the featured entree. And we won't even TALK about that horrifying hybrid, the "Brunch."
Ever since the fourth Earl of Sandwich ate a piece of roastbeef between two slices of bread, lunch has had its own brand of portable, hand-held lunchbox ready food.
Across America, for the past few generations, lunch has meant peanut butter and jelly sandwiches , perhaps with a bag of chips and a thermos full of Campbell's chicken noodle soup all nestled snugly into a tv-show-themed lunchbox. (Remember how they smelled inside? mmmmmmm).
As adults, we continue the time honored lunchtime tradition, but a tuna sandwich or perhaps salami and cheese would take the place of the PB & J. Imagine Fred and Barney sliding down the back of the Dinosaur, Ralph and Norton sitting down for their midday meal, and opening their lunchboxes to...what?...American Chop Suey? Chicken a la King?
I think you see what I'm saying. Steeped in tradition, lunch should, in my opinion, remain what it was meant to be.
And I'm sorry, but I must officially refuse your proposal for 3 days of more hearty meals and 2 actual LUNCH meals. I'm sure if you search your heart, you will come to agree. Because the bottom line is...I...as you clearly do too..LOVE lunch.
To: Joanne
Subject: IT'S LUNCH TIME!!!!!!!
Well Joanne, I see you haven't yet opened your eyes to the wonderful lunchtime possibilities that now exist. For you to broaden your lunch horizens, maybe a little MODERN history lesson is in order.
Look at your wall. See that calendar? What's it say? 9 more months till the year 2000! And here you are, still thinking of lunch as Fred and Barney did? In what, the year 3,000,00,000,000,000 B.C.!
Well I for one like to think that society, and yes, mankind as a whole, has risen a couple of steps above the "brown bag." Heck, it's been over thirty years now since lunch lines, leading to the cafeteria, began "forming at the rear" in schools all over America.
At the front of these lines was the magic that lead to two of the most important lunch discoveries ever made. First, it was discovered that by keeping the refrigerator right there in the lunch line, a COLD carton of milk could readily be distributed to each and every hungry young student in America. This begged the question "if the milk can be issued COLD, why not supply the food HOT!."
Yes, the very foundation of lunch itself was about to be shattered. A new era of lunch was being ushered in!
Gone forever were the PB & J sandwiches with jelly soaked through one side of the bread, a "Little Debbie" snackcake, and a warm carton of milk.
A lunch Renaissance was sparked when that first child pushed his tray along and proudly sang out "DOUBLES!" while a hairnetted old lady scooped deep into that chaffing dish of American Chopped Suey and piled that steaming goo all the way to the ceiling. In that single act, Wax Paper had been replaced by Tupperware and all the world had to do was sit back and await the invention of the microwave.
Lunch can now take its rightful place as the tasty, social break with exciting diverse menus designed to get us through the day from morning to night.
The rest, they say, is history.
End of e-mail exchange. And THAT folks, is the gene pool I swim in daily.