May Oo Khine
A taste of home
Here's a question: What is one food from home you think you'll miss most in college?
It could be anything, as big as a full-on meal or as small as a late-night snack. For high schoolers out there, this might be a question you haven't really chewed on, no pun intended. But you have to take my word on this: once you're six to seven months in college and you're forcing yourself to concentrate on the math problem in front of you, your mind wanders, and it's not long until this question hits you.
Yes, even my friends are aware of my dire thirst for hot pot. And also yes, I think I spent a good 5 minutes just running around my room and squealing random words of joy. I couldn't continue this for long though because I knew I couldn't miss out on the RSVP. I'm well into my finals week but there was no way I was going to miss this opportunity.
The long antique table was filled with large plates of food: beef, shrimp chicken, rice cakes, an array of vegetables, vermicelli, and fish balls. Ruth and Jay had thought as far as to get spicy-lovers like me a jar of hot tom-yum paste to dip in the boiling soup. The moment I brought the just-cooked piece of beef between my lips, I felt all the stress from finals week fade away (although I may very much be back at it now). I met graduate students, upperclassmen, and my fellow '23s and filling our stomachs to our hearts' content, we talked about our stories on how we found and came to embrace Dartmouth.