I have a friend named Raman and everyone calls him Noodles. I wander if he takes offense to that. I don't know that's it's directly derogatory, it's not like "four eyes" or "beefcake" or "limp dick," but it doesn't seem exactly complimentary either. Anyway, he's got washboard abs, and people think he's a pretty cool guy, so I guess the weird nickname is fine.

But enough about nicknames. This post is really about breakfast.

How did we come about designating certain foods for breakfast but not other foods. Cereal, waffles, eggs and bacon. It just doesn't feel right to have any of these for dinner. Consequently steak, chicken curry, and lasagna are never eaten for breakfast.

Except at college.

One great and somewhat awful thing about college is the leniency of breakfast norms. You can eat whatever you want when you want; it feels right, good, and everybody thinks you all the better for it.  Most of my friends hit up the cafeteria around 11pm every night and gorge themselves on cereal before climbing back into their study holes. My roommates wakes up every morning and eats taquitos while watching Spongebob. Yeah, taquitos and Spongebob in the morning. Or at least usually in the morning, he often wakes up after noon.

So, why can't I bring myself to eat Raman for breakfast. It's cheap. It's filling. It's (sort of) tasty. But I still feel like I have to do a breakfast bar instead. Or a Starbucks and a muffin. Admittedly, none of this is healthy. I should be eating eggs, getting my protein, and avoiding the carbs. I should be doing some benefits of vitamins from the vitamin world instead of contemplating the possibility of Raman. But hey, at least I'm not downloading cereal into my stomach.