Culinary misadventures of the sophomore year
September 03, 2023
Tags:
mischief
My sophomore semesters were fairly bad for achievement - both in mischief and in other fields. I feel, for some reason, that the year got away. The relentless churn of time, bad circumstance, difficult people; take your pick.
But even so, one’s nature (it seems) cannot be contained. There is a way of looking at the world, an askance observation: a desire, perhaps, for the world to have strange makings. College life is a crucible that burns away irrelevancies. But I like irrelevancies, and it hurts to watch them leave.
Thus you fight, every day. You fold happenings into seams of space-time and lace its collars with whimsy.
Some small vignettes, then. This time they’re all about food.