Feb 18, 2009 00:55
I have a theory that when you perceive ramen as a meal, you are a college student in mind and heart. Presence or absence of diplomas is irrelevant.
Before college, I regarded ramen as an after-school snack, and an inferior one at that (Mm, Chef Boyardee... I must have eaten five thousand of those raviolis).
During college, ramen was a meal.
Now, ramen is a meal as long as I add frozen vegetables to the broth and serve an egg on top, or perhaps some slices of chicken.
I predict that at some point I will once more regard ramen as a snack, and on that day I will no longer be a college student.