New Beginnings?
K, so I just got back to campus, and the same thing keeps happening. Someone asks me what year I'm in, I reply, "Freshman," and then someone else corrects me and reminds me that I am a sophomore. I just cannot wrap my head around it. I know I had almost four months to get used to the idea, but I cannot accept the fact that my freshman year of college is over. I can't believe that I'm reading a new Welcome Week calendar, when it seems like the last one was less than a month ago. All summer I've been looking forward to my apartment (with my three best friends) but it just seems weird to not be returning to my little dysfunctional family on the second floor of 1300.
One of my first days back in the city, my boyfriend and I went to Sabrina's Cafe (Totally delicious and affordable, you should check it out ... but you'd have to ask him how to get there. There was a subway ride involved and then we walked.) and then to the Italian market. We found a tiny, hole-in-the-wall spice shop and the amazing smells inspired us to cook! But, being ridiculous college students, we didn't really know how. So, we started small. We picked out a delicious spice mix labeled 'for garlic bread' and went from there. We got a loaf of fresh bread and a fresh clove of garlic, went back to his apartment and got to work. Then, we found out that Jon did not bring any cooking supplies to school, you know, things like a baking sheet, a bread knife, tin foil . . . Boys. Anyway, our garlic bread, prepared with supplies scavenged from his fraternity house, was delicious. =)
Have a great first day of school!