What's wrong with shrimp ramen? Besides even finding it in 1997?

I never had any idea! I don't even think it had to do with kashrut. This was the same roommate, however, who greeted my first Friday on campus by telling me, "I thought you were Jewish," as I did my Greek homework instead of dressing for services, so we were probably always doomed. I got a much nicer person for the spring semester. We couldn't live in the same climate, but we liked one another at least.