Sunday, April 25, 2010

Winner Winner Chicken Dinner

Note: not to be confused with this post of the same name

As dorm counselor for Lubavitch Yeshiva, I eat my meals in their yeshiva. For the last couple of weeks, starting from before Pesach, they were being served chicken every night! Nonstop pollo (pronounced poy-o in Spanish).
Personally, I loved it. The chicken tasted fine, and chicken every night in other words means: no more nasty fish.
However, just like the Yidden in the desert after they saw miracles and were redeemed from Egypt, the bochurim in the Yeshiva weren't satisfied, and asked for a different menu. The Jews of the Wilderness weren't satisfied with their Manna from Heaven, they needed their quail. Somehow, some bochurim thought that if they wouldn't be fed chicken every night, they would get something better.
You'd think at 18 and 19 years of age, they would know better.
So now of course, we're back to chicken only some nights, and fried nasty fish the others.
They're still waiting for the steak they thought they'd get if it wasn't chicken.