I went all 12 years to Catholic schools in Detroit. In neither school was there a cafeteria. If a student didn't live close enough to go home for lunch, the student either brown-bagged it, or went to a nearby bakery and had pastries and chocolate milk for lunch. Somehow or another, we all survived to this day, late 60s or 70 years old.
I am very sorry for your loss, USMCPOP.
“I went all 12 years to Catholic schools...”
I did 11 out of 12. I narrowly survived being hit on the head with a biology book by a Christian Brother. Wasn’t paying attention one day, LOL.