I remember school cafeteria food -- with a certain amount of horror -- but not actually eating it. What I remember was our lunch lady cashier, who was huge and mustached and who scared the bejesus out of me. Once, as I paid for lunch, I dropped a coin into my spaghetti.
In honor of National School Lunch Week, the New York Post asked three local students to rate their school lunches.
Two of the three students who revi...