“As BC students, we have a million doors open to us. We’re told to pick one, any one, but it must be prestigious and, most of all, it must be fulfilling. What are we to do with that? Sometimes this opportunity feels more like a burden than a gift, and the weight on my shoulders becomes nearly too much to bear.”
“From where I sit behind my laptop, I cannot stop the hum of war. None of us can. But we can train our ears to hear the hum, and then train ourselves to live responsibly and sustainably in its midst.”
“Be an adventurous eater and a fearless chef. Sample challenging recipes, try new restaurants, and conquer unknown ingredients. But if you find yourself in a food rut, don’t fret.”
“I came back from Nashville a changed woman. I still like my roasted veggies, my sushi, and my arugula salad, but now I dream of smoky pork, hot grits, and a biscuit on the side.”
“Our memories of food move us, transport us, and allow us to relive the past.”
“As we discuss these complicated political situations, let’s not forget the simple humanity that lies beneath them.”
“An elevation of the culinary arts would do more than ease the stress of the core. It would bring life to food on campus.”
“A list is a simple thing. It takes the uncontrollable and intangible cloud of stress and pins it down to a piece of paper. A list should give you peace of mind.”
“As we become more used to waste, we learn to devalue the things around us.”
“My transition to womanhood has been an education in accepting discomfort.”
