Personal Writing: My Senior Prom Essay, Research Paper
Personal Writing: My Senior Prom
I have a lot of good memories of my senior prom. The Hilton’s California
ballroom, the dancing, and socializing with friends were some of the memories.
But most of all, the food was the best memory of all. The food served at
Castlemont High’s senior prom was colorful and delicious. One could not help
but to see, smell, and eventually consume the food. The meal consisted of hors
d’oeurves, the main course, beverages, and dessert. All of these delicacies
combined made the prom a satisfying experience.
I remember vividly the set of hors d’oeurves. The hors d’oeurves were
arranged in a big heart to set the mood of mystery and romance. The bright
crimson bell pepper stood mighty in the face of its relative, the humble, dull,
green pepper. The darkened pieces of beef had visible hints of all purpose
seasoning and slivers of onions. The dull pink jumbo shrimp looked like
crescent moons, outrageously swollen, and just about ready to bust out of their
transparent, segmented shells.
The smell of hors d’oeurves served to whet the appetite of all in
attendance. The hickory smell of beef stood out to draw everyone near. The
shrimp had a salty smell with a hint of ocean water. The bell peppers, both
green and red, had a tart smell, compared to their fleshy counterparts. My
taste buds watered, but nothing could compare to the next course I was about to
see.
After devouring the hors d’oeurves, the main course was set before us.
The arrangements of Chinese styled meats, rice, and vegetables were scrumptious.
The roasted chicken with its dry skin was covered by an orange sauce with green
onions glued to the surface of the sauce. The rice, darkened to the color of
light brown, housed the pieces of yellow and white scrambled egg, the cubed
pieces of salted, cured ham, and shreds of imitation shrimp meat. The stir
fried vegetables were made up of carrots, long two inch green string beans, and
the head and partial stems of broccoli. The shreds of carrot were intermingled
between the broccoli and the string beans.
Not only did the main course look good, it tasted excellent. The
roasted orange glazed chicken was sweet and spicy, spicy enough so that with
every few bites I had to sip some cold water. The fried rice reeked of salty
ham, and freshly scrambled egg. The rice also had the scent of soy sauce, which
was used to darken the rice. The carrots dominated the scent of the stir fry
vegetables. The faint, bitter smell of broccoli came in second, while the
buttered string beans had little scent at all. However, after staying in the
vicinity, you knew the string beans were present.
A meal just wouldn’t be complete without an assortment of beverages.
The beverages complemented the main course. Variety was not a problem. One
could have their choice of presweetened Kool Aid, or a natural Smoothie. The
Kool Aid’s black/red color gave me a hint of what flavor it was: black cherry.
The Smoothie was a progeny of oranges and white sweet cream. The combination of
these two gave the Smoothie a creamy look, with white foam bobbing on the top.
Smelling the drinks gave me a calming effect. For instance, the
Smoothie’s tart orange smell and the Kool Aid’s smooth black cherry smell served
to calm my taste buds from the workout that they had just received.
In time, dessert was the only frontier left to explore. There were
three selections to choose from – strawberry cheesecake, apple pie, and
chocolate fudge brownies. The cool strawberry cheesecake had fresh bright red
strawberries laying on top of the off- white, solid cream cheese bottom. The
steaming hot apple pie was fresh out of the oven with its golden brown crust and
golden colored apples encased in a checkerboard crusty top. Lastly, the fudge
brownies were dark brown with pieces of walnuts poking out of the brownies as if
sunken ships were trying to get out a sea of mud.
The smell of the dessert climaxed the food experience. The cheesecake
smelled like a ripe strawberry patch with a light hint of cream cheese. The
apple pie smelled like apples steamed and then suffocated in a room of crust.
And lastly, the brownie had the sweet smell of semi- sweet chocolate morsels and
baked walnuts.
Yes, there were many memories of the prom. But the excellent food that
was served proved to be the best memory for me; a memory so strong that I will
remember it for years to come.