Out of all the things from my youth, the one thing I still crave are school lunches.
As the son of moderately poor parents, I received free school lunches from kindergarten through twelfth grade. To this day, those meals remain ones I treasure and covet. From the sacred scents of a well-worn lunch lady's smock to the acrid smell of damp cloths wiping down tables—sadly, those days are gone.
Or are they?