I have been long aware that when it comes to food, my favorites are only temporary. For example, despite my mom’s effort to convert me into a completely omnivorous foodie, I am still reluctant to...
As the summer began and I finally left Georgetown, I encountered a strange dread to return to what should be the most familiar place on Earth — home. After spending a long period of time so far away,...
“What is art? What makes it good or bad, and who decides?”
I was re-watching the film “Mona Lisa Smile” when I considered the broader implications of Professor Katherine Watson’s questions....
Visto. Consulado. Estrangeiro. Visa. Consulate. Foreigner. These are words that have unfortunately become very familiar for me over the past few weeks.
It all started when I returned home to California...
It can be easy to forget that part of what makes Georgetown our home for most of the year is the people who work there. Relationships formed with staff members are unlike those formed with faculty,...
Up until about five months ago, I saw the process of bringing a book from some amorphous concept in an author’s brain to a glittering title on The New York Times’ bestseller list as bordering on...
As I was reading “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy,” a weird fictional book, "Encyclopedia Galactica," kept popping up in my mind. Intrigued, I decided to do a random Google search to see...
Remember that line from “Mean Girls” when Regina George’s mom (played by the wonderful Amy Poehler) says to the teenage girls with a wink, “I’m not a regular mom. I’m a cool mom”?
As I’ve...
During my adventurous — but admittedly rather crazy ‚ summer last year I spent over four months in Shanghai where I visited over 230 restaurants. But despite tasting a wide variety of culinary...
As we sat in our cubicles in Lau during finals, flipping through the readings we never read over the semester, we may have regretted the time wasted scrolling down Facebook and wished we had been more...
Cafune. I learned this word in a translation class when I was 17. That day’s lesson was on idioms and phrases that have no exact English equivalents. We learned age-otori, the Japanese way of saying...
I knew there was a problem when I couldn’t remember the last time I had eaten a cookie without feeling guilty.
At some point in my life, probably around the beginning of high school, I found that...
