I was once sneakily following a tour guide in the Roman Coliseum (tours are expensive! But my friend and I could stand awkwardly close and listen for free). He got sidetracked from the history and the gladiators and started talking about Italy’s true glory: the food. “You know why Italian food is so good? We know that cooking is artwork!”. This may be why I love Italians.
College in gray, cold places needs color and creativity. I happen to get mine from cooking. Here is the healthy, happy art I know best! Essays can wait, recipes come first.