Tomorrow is my last day with the Food Bank. It has been my favorite rotation so far. This week has been crazy. I feel like I am employed by the Food Bank because the Director of Nutrition Services will call my cell in the evening and tell me about something I need to pick up for the next day at work. Man, and they don't even pay me.

I gave two presentations Monday, one at a private High School on Poverty/Hunger, and one in Galveston at a church to parents. They both went well, but the one in Galveston had a funny mix of knowledgeable people and not-as-knowledgeable people, resulting in me explaining basics while the smarty pants' looked at me like "teach me something I don't already know" and the not-as-smarty-pants kept asking questions about why they were not losing weight. So I would throw in a really smart question to keep the smarties occupied, then keep explaining the basic stuff. Heh.

I taught a group of people at an Assisted Living Center how to cook Barley Jambalaya on Tuesday. Then I went up to me University campus and did TPN calculations. I realized at that moment that all these nutrition calculations are is MATH, and a few memorized numbers. I also realized that I am pretty decent at math, which works out nicely. After my fun trip to the University, I went to my self defense class and further learned how to kick an assailant's bum, and such.

Wednesday I spent the morning experimenting with bottled mushrooms, because the following day (today) I was to try to convince the agencies of the Food Bank to purchase them. I made a pretty cool mushroom-cheese bread and refrigerated it for Thursday. I went to the Food Bank in the afternoon and taught a Kids Cafe class at a Boys and Girls club. They were insane again. We made bagel faces. It was....interesting. I went to the last night of self defense--where the policemen who taught the class put on complete body padding and attacked us, and we had to defend ourselves using the techniques we learned to get out of the bind.

Today I had to be at work super early, to be there when the agencies arrived. When I got there, there was NOBODY there. I had to turn on lights, etc... then set up my fantastic mushroom-cheese bread. At first people were reluctant to try it, probably because it was between 6:30 and 7 in the morning, then, one by one, people started trying it and realized that it tasted incredible. Then people started asking for more. Success!!! I made a fun little handout with the benefits of mushrooms and the recipe on the back. It's funny, whenever I make something for samples or classes, people ask if I made it myself. Do I not look like someone who can cook? I may not look like a dietitian, or even a dietetic intern, but I certainly look well fed. And hopefully the food I have been eating is pretty darn good--or else it wouldn't be worth it. Lol.

Anyway, that is my week up until now. I have another presentation tomorrow, and that will conclude my Food Bank Adventures. On to a W.I.C. clinic!!