Back in college, I was a bit of an insomniac and would often find myself up after midnight. I’m not sure whether I was actually hungry or just bored, but I really wanted something to eat. The thing about those midnight snacks is that nearly anything can sound delicious. My favorite thing back then was a bit of leftover pizza, which was most likely pepperoni, but these days you’ll more often find me eating the vegetarian option. So that’s what I chose to doodlewash today. Plus, there’s a bit more color in the veggie version. Late night snacks don’t really happen much anymore as I’m usually snoozing soundly before any hunger pangs could bother me. But, back in the day, you’d find me roaming around in the wee hours of the morning, wondering what to do next. Usually, I had some college homework that I’d left until the last possible moment to complete. Enjoying that cold slice of pizza in the fridge made everything better for a brief moment. All the stresses of the world seem to melt away like the mozzarella. Though the cheese on my version was probably not quite mozzarella anymore and far more congealed. But, it was fabulous.
If you happen to google midnight snacks, you’ll first find suggestions for healthier options. Though I definitely support this notion in theory, it’s also a bit counterintuitive. Eating something rather naughty is part of the rite of passage that comes from being awake in the most wee of wee hours in the morning. I was just told by Hulu that the most popular show on their service is Golden Girls. Not surprising when you consider that after every little problem or late night conversation, their ultimate solution was to bring out the cheesecake. If one is feeling sleepless, it’s most likely that she is contemplating some bigger issue. Something big. Something filled with a lot of emotions. Trying to counter all of those excessive emotions with a kale salad just doesn’t work as well. When life takes that sort of turn, then it’s definitely more of a time for cheesecake. The Golden Girls definitely knew how to appropriately solve these emotional setbacks. It’s really no wonder that they’re still such a hit.
These days, I have my typical three meals a day and rarely snack in between. I’m not sure whether I’ve grown more sensible or just become more tired. Either way, I do often think back to those late night meals. Though I hated the stress that often made them happen, I liked the freedom of extending the evening. My chronic procrastination caused me to artificially add more hours into the day. And sometimes, amazing ideas would come while chomping down on slices of cold pizza. I’m not sure I have much of a point to all of this, as I seem to just be reflecting on times long gone. But I often love to think back on those days when possibilities kept me up at night. When the wonder of the world seemed too impossible to invite sleep. It still happens occasionally, but I’m just too tired or lazy to get of bed to pursue a treat. I hope this doesn’t mean that I’m no longer actually hungry. There’s something truly magical to be found in the pursuit of midnight snacks.