Monthly Archives: May 2016

Ode to Coffee

  Coffee lovers rarely leave their passion to themselves. We know what we love, and while some may be snobs compared to evangelicals, we can share a common ground with our passion for hot be water. Coffee only enhances, making … Continue reading

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Rookie Mistakes

By Adam Chaffe Learning how to cook your own food is a very important thing for someone to do, and the earlier you learn the better. If you do not learn how to prepare your own meals, you will always … Continue reading

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A Dining Room Table

By Danny Tawil Twice a year. That is how many times my family used my dining room table growing up. Twice a year my mom would be in the kitchen from 6am, until the moment our grandma would arrive around … Continue reading

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Raw Eggs and Life Lessons

By Mike Toolan “Did any of you guys grab my sweatshirt?” The birds were singing beautiful songs in the trees surrounding the gravel parking lot and the sun was shining in the position it normally would on a Friday in … Continue reading

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The Pizza Vegan

By Veronica Neff Every kind of grain and color of rice fill the cabinets, frozen bags of fruit infiltrate all of the freezer drawers, and I think to myself if I see another bag of quinoa I’m going to throw … Continue reading

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Give Cooking a Try

Meet the Cook Being a 21 year old college junior with a college meal plan, I am not food savvy.  I am the type of person who messes up a simple grilled cheese, is terrified to cook raw meat, and … Continue reading

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Better than it Sounds

“This food tastes like shit.” The Speaker: my seventy-two year old grandmother. The food in question: stuffed shells. Actually, they were the very same stuffed shells that my grandmother had taught my mom to make years prior. I can imagine … Continue reading

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