Oberlin Blogs

Adventures in domesticated living.

This is the part where I introduce myself, right?

I promise I won't spend the rest of the year blogging about beer and circular logic, but it seemed like a good place to start.

I'm always the first on campus to bust out my winter coat, scarf, boots, and hat. Am I ashamed? Not in the least.

Co-ops are wonderful, and the food is great. Do not worry, first years I've talked to who have expressed their doubts about this!

Way to rain on my Labor Day parade, Ohio. Even after four years, I still don't understand your weather patterns.

A few changes around campus since my freshman year, for better and for worse.

Keeping in the vein of keeping my blog Oberlin-centric, even if I'm a few thousand miles removed, I'm going to do a run down of local food things I like to play with, in Oberlin industrial kitchens and Hawaiian home kitchens. Kitchens are my playgrounds, but with infinitely more sharp objects and dangerous things the average kid shouldn't play with.

No matter how far away you go from Oberlin, you're still going to crave it.

I've been working at the Decafe ever since, my hours fluctuating every semester, but I still keep signing up for hours because I truly love working there. I love playing with food, I love making people happy with their food, and I love being creative. And here is where the adjective sandwiches come in.

I have just passed the two week point of being home for the summer. And since this is an Oberlin blog, this is about what's different at my summer home and my Oberlin home.

Thankfully, there were senior members who talked me through the best ways to peel garlic, fry potatoes, and make an omelet. Never would I have imagined that a group of students could be efficient and capable enough to orchestrate what functioned like a self-contained dining hall.