....a quick shout-out to Dave, a college connection, who just looked me up on classmates.com. We shared living space sophomore year; turns out he's been in CT for the past decade (at least) and is sort of working in my field. Needless to say, my life arc has surprised him. Bwa-ha-ha-ha.....
I think my strongest memories from that period were cooking related - we had lived in dorms our freshman year (cafeteria food) but sophomore year moved to on-campus apartments, so had to do our own cooking. One of our first meals was spaghetti - we had no clue as to how much pasta to cook, so we cooked a lot. And ate a lot. And all fell into carb (and probably alcohol) induced comas. It was also my introduction to electric stoves - my family always had gas, so when I put the steaks on the broiler pan into the little storage area under the stove (where our gas stove's had a boiler) I came in for a ration of abuse.
An interesting new year's surprise......
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