This year I started writing for the SJU student newspaper, “The Hawk.” Considering some of my favorite interests are food, health, fitness, and the community, I figured that I would be best suited to write for the lifestyle section. I wrote a few articles about charities, restaurants, and shopping in the city, but my favorite articles are the articles where I share my recipes with the readers. While I always wanted to attempt to branch out and write about something out of the ordinary, part of me felt the need to share all of my recipes and food ideas with the readers.
College has definitely ruined my microwave experience.
Over the past three years the microwave has been front and center on my kitchen counter. That has changed. After spending my first summer home since high school, I had been spoiled with real, home-cooked meals. I can no longer, with peace of mind, eat a bowl of microwavable mac n’ cheese or instant mashed potatoes.
It’s disgusting. Its as if food has been lying to me this whole time.
As such, I’ve taken to making more of my meals by hand. During a family reunion in August my great aunt gifted me with a lovely cookbook composed of family recipes dating back a few generations (mixed with some newer concoctions).