Pineapple Express: Someone Is Wrong on the Internet?

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

The Internet: We're all epidemiologists/constitutional scholars/contract lawyers/Hollywood agents quadruple threats here.

 

[Bedrockgames]

See, this is the sort of advice they should put in the Dungeon Master's Guide!

Don't worry, I've been working on my systemless Gamemaster Guide "Trust Me, I Know What I'm Talking About". I will be sure to send you an advanced copy (there is a whole chapter in there on how to get all your opinions about RPGs from people online). It will be full of forum-cultivated wisdom

 

[Cadence]

I have no interest in MTG, but those cards look great.

I bet they could have sold a ton at the same price and we could all have enjoyed them... except that they were limited.

 

[billd91]

I had no idea.

I've been playing D&D 5th Edition for years, and somehow we never noticed that Counterspell was broken. Or that monsters having Legendary Resistance was unfair. Or that I shouldn't be writing the adventure, or rolling my dice in the open, or using experience points, the list goes on. We've just been rolling dice and telling stories this whole time, blissfully ignorant of these very real and very serious issues that were keeping us from having fun.

Someone could have at least told us.

I'm so embarrassed now. All this time I thought we were enjoying our D&D game, and then today I learned that we actually weren't. My players are going to be heartbroken when I tell them.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

Maybe context will help. When I was growing up my family got government (US) cheese and peanut butter, due to spiral inflation in the 70s food was super expensive, kinda like it is now. It would keep you fed but it wouldn't earn any awards for flavor or texture.

Cut to the 80s and I got into a collage I didn't think I could get into. It was very expensive to the point where my family and myself had to take out major loans for me to attend. We were not poor by government definitions but we did not have a great deal of cash on hand to afford collage for my 2 siblings and myself.

While the learning environment challenged me I was shocked at the poor quality of the food that our dinning hall had. I didn't understand the concept of the lowest bidder at the time. It felt like my public elementary school had better food.

The soups in our dinning hall were terrible as a whole. And yes I know that peanut soup is a cuisine in Africa, but the Peanut Butter soup that was served in that dining hall had nothing in common with that dish and only shared the name. What I am saying it was basically warmed up government peanut butter with some vegetable stock.

Sure, my culinary expectations were sadly high for my choice of college where my family was spending a lot of money to send me. And I was also experiencing flashbacks to the food struggles of my family that I had thought I was escaping.

So, C'mon son right back at ya.

OK, that’s a different kettle o’ fish.

I’ll say this, too. Even though the college’s food service RADICALLY improved for the next 3 years, there was one thing they introduced that was almost guaranteed to be a horror show: International Night.

International Night was supposed to be when they’d be serving dishes from a variety of cultures. What we quickly learned, though, was that it was actually a code for “chicken prepared 5 different ways; badly, in an all you can eat self-serve steamer tray station.” Worse, those were the only options because all of the other food service stations were closed.

Even the bakery- a shining culinary beacon my entire college career- was closed, leaving a soft-serve ice cream machine as your sole dessert option.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

“Oi! That lovely guuurl? That’s a DRIDAH!”

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

OK, that’s a different kettle o’ fish.

I’ll say this, too. Even though the college’s food service RADICALLY improved for the next 3 years, there was one thing they introduced that was almost guaranteed to be a horror show: International Night.

International Night was supposed to be when they’d be serving dishes from a variety of cultures. What we quickly learned, though, was that it was actually a code for “chicken prepared 5 different ways; badly, in an all you can eat self-serve steamer tray station.” Worse, those were the only options because all of the other food service stations were closed.

Even the bakery- a shining culinary beacon my entire college career- was closed, leaving a soft-serve ice cream machine as your sole dessert option.

My college now consistently ranks in the top five on-campus food service lists.

When I was in college, it was catered by the same company that catered the local prison. That did teach me how to hack the existing menu items to make something decent, which was an early lesson in home cooking.

 

[Dannyalcatraz]

My college now consistently ranks in the top five on-campus food service lists.

When I was in college, it was catered by the same company that catered the local prison. That did teach me how to hack the existing menu items to make something decent, which was an early lesson in home cooking.

By the time I got to college, I’d already been cooking for 10 years. I “won points” one night in my freshman year by cooking crawfish tails in a brown sauce, served over rice using a hot-pot slightly larger than a coffee maker’s carafe.

But I also ate a LOT of peanut butter and grape jelly sandwiches (long story) that year, and by the time it was over, I couldn’t stand grape jelly anymore. I haven’t had any since 1987.

 

[Old Fezziwig]

When I was in college, it was catered by the same company that catered the local prison.

We had Aramark when I was in school. Not sure if they were doing work for the Dept of Corrections at that point. Food improved dramatically my sophomore year, but we could always go to the kosher dining hall if we needed decent food — the quality on the kosher side was usually better.

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

We had Aramark when I was in school. Not sure if they were doing work for the Dept of Corrections at that point. Food improved dramatically my sophomore year, but we could always go to the kosher dining hall if we needed decent food — the quality on the kosher side was usually better.

Yep, good old Aramark.

We didn't have a kosher dining hall, unfortunately. There was the eventually-got-in-trouble-with-the-NCAA athletes-only dining hall (Virginia Tech, good football school, etc.), but that was off limits unless you lived in that dorm.