From now on it’s all space food, nourishing, flavored glop, squirted through a straw in your space-helmet.
from How to Bicycle to the Moon to Plant Sunflowers
by Mordicai Gerstein
Kinda like me going to the grocery store and returning home to off load and restock my shelves. Then sorting the unneeded cargo into compost bin, recycle bin or trash. I'm sure I won't be returning to the store with any research recipes I've tried.
So I'm wondering, who gets to decide if they have chicken-noodle space soup or tomato space soup. Do any of the astronauts have a say about spaghetti or donuts? And toothpaste: gel or regular?
But seriously, this is a very big deal. When I was young, I remember feeling thunder-struck watching the moon landing. A grainy black and white picture, fuzzy communication and Frank Sinatra crooning "Fly Me to the Moon" off stage. Wonderous!
My kids grew up thinking flying to the moon was part of life.
Now my grandkids are little and we have an International Space Station with six brave astronauts from different countries living together. My grandkids will grow up believing that nothing is impossible.
If you've read this far, you might want to have a look at the NASA website. It is current, easy to use and full of really interesting content!