You know that feeling you get when you get your new Everyday Food magazine in the mail, or you watch Giada de Laurentiis make some impossibly delectable meal, or bounce from food blog to food blog drooling over the pictures? That feeling that, when made audible, is a pathetic cry/sigh/moan because you are painfully reminded that you are a college student without a kitchen? Oh, you don't get that feeling? Well I suspected it may have just been me. I better get an apartment soon or else these cooking withdrawals are going to wreak havoc and manifest in strange ways.
In fact, it has already begun. Once, I almost asked one of the cafeteria workers if I could help her chop vegetables. The thought just popped into my head as soon as I saw that knife and cutting board. It wasn't until about a second later that the ludicrousness of this idea hit me. SCAfé doesn't just let withdrawal-ridden freshmen waltz into their kitchen and wield sharp knives in order to satisfy a culinary fix. Just get your food and keep walking Arielle. I actually had to tell myself this.
(insert pathetic cry/sigh/moan here)
Arielle
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