I've heard a lot about the coagulative properties of the Family Dinner: families who sit down and eat dinner and talk about their day together are supposed to be better off than families who eat in front of the TV. I remember posters in middle school touting that "Famlies that Eat Together, Stay Together."
It has finally arrived. The break that I have been yearning for ever since the start of midterms. Fall break is a wonderful time of year, where I spend most of my days rejuvenating in my bed and eating soup (because the caf is closed). But while I am not in bed, I am at practice, preparing for our last conference games this weekend. This is one of the reasons why I am on campus all Fall Break, another reason is because I like to be here. The weather has finally turned and so have the colours of the leaves.
So last week, the sustainability stewards (Natasha Rooney, and I), in conjunction with Bon Appetit, (the cafeteria's caterers), organised a sustainability cook-off. I took pictures. Here is a slideshow.
I like to think that I’m a fairly hard-working person. However, I have one weakness. I don’t always like to cook. Don’t get me wrong: I cook a mean omelet when cornered. But sometimes I just have days when I just don't want to cook. This has certainly burgeoned my relationship with all of our lovely Bon Appetit staff. As a senior, I don’t spend as much time in Simplot as your average freshman, but McCain has been one of my favorite bases since my freshman year. I’ve really come to value the communal experience that simply eating offers here at the college.
So I have already mentioned that I grow stuff, yet I have never proven it. Partially because the good folks at Bon Apetit, our cafeteria's caterers, buy all the stuff, before I can even take pictures.
However, a day or two ago, I went around campus, armed with these goods, on a wheelbarrow, and sold this stuff to the staff at the College. It was a sight to see little old me in my welders goggles pusing a wheelbarrow loaded with vegetables which had been picked less then half an hour before being sold.
3-5 credits packed into four tiny weeks…The sheer chaos begins!
In all honesty, Winter Term here at the C of I is quite nice. Yes, you may have a workload that exceeds that of Apple’s CEO, however you have all day to do it. The days feel long, but the weeks feel short, and everyone falls into a steady little rhythm.
My parents are pastors. So even while still in my mommy’s belly, I was making tamales. Every year the church would make tamales to help raise funds and I would always help. As a small child I learned how to use a spoon to spread masa on dozens of tamales. We would make up to 250 tamales every time. Over the years my tamale skills improved and I was spouting up to three tma (tamales a minute)! I learned how to fill tamales with the meat and how to cook them. Recently before coming to the College of Idaho I learned how to make the masa.
It’s fall break here at The College. I’ve spent most of this week lounging at my house, watching a lot of movies and catching up on reading. So seeing that this week has a bit of downtime to it regarding college activities, I thought I’d share a bit of one of my past experiences at The College.
There are a lot of reasons why I came to The College of Idaho. Naturally, now that I’ve been here for a few years, I have even more reasons why I couldn’t bear to leave.
Whew! I'm glad that’s over. You know what I’m talking about: Midterm week. That was intense! Yes, I am sure many of my fellow bloggers have stated otherwise (no offense to them; I love them dearly), but I am a dramatic freshman; and for me it was a very intense, stressful, midterm week.
You know how much I love the cafeteria. But sometimes, I just feel like I need to get out of our bubble and have some of my own culinary adventures. Here are some of the top Caldwell eateries which earn the votes of your C of I peers - based on quality, price, and experience – we approve.