Don't forget salad with the old war spoon, but nothing tops corn on the cob. I was never foolish enough to bother with it, and I can't imagine any possible way of eating it with the spoon.
On a more serious note, OCS did sharpen my leadership abilities, and our class team made clear what would be expected of us as officers. I wouldn't say it was a lifechanging experience, but it did test my resolve and, I think, fulfilled its stated purpose of preparing me for service as a Naval officer.
Finally, OCS taught me that the words "good, get in the grass right now!" meant someone just screwed up.