If not sardines, what “quirky” food do you like?

I grew to love sardines in my first year of medical school. I’m not sure why, but my guess is because it was convenient and easy to make a sandwich.

I rented a room from a psychiatrist (good idea at the time) on the faculty at Albany Medical College. It was just that … a room, a bed, a window, a desk and a door outside of which was a communal toilet.
That’s all I thought I needed.

Because it was grind away… study for hours, afraid to miss something or fail a test.
And oh yes, there was something else I needed… food. I was not one to cook. There was no place to cook anyway.

On occasion, I went to the Greek Restaurant nearby for “One cupsz cuffee, one rust beef samich and smush pudado.”
Otherwise I ate in the room or the hospital cafeteria that first year.

One of my favorite foods was the sardine sandwich. It was easy. Use the key to open the can, wave off the smell, pour the oil on the Italian bread, spoon out the sardines, layer them on the bread, open a Coke and that was it. Eat with no study time lost.

“What the hell is that smell,” is an oft refrain I heard from outside the door.

“I’m eating brain food,” I replied. I liked them then, I like them today.

Now, when I have them, Diane lights a candle, not to the food but to cover the smell.

Oh well.