Opinion
BARAN | Let’s Do the Seasons
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Let the seasons and holidays be seasons and holidays again. Don’t lose them in the mire of internship hunts and prelims.
Dining
Food Ethics | The Third Saturday
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The local restaurant in Pennsylvania where I worked was easily defined by seasons. The year started off in a barren winter. The garden beds out front were hugged in snow, the thermostat dropped low and customers, especially after a holiday shopping spree, were scarce. I’d find myself staring at the clock, willing it to chime closing time, 2:00 p.m. Winters were scarce of many things: Fresh food, warmth, entertainment, customers and, most importantly, tips. I never liked winters in the restaurant very much.