A Bookshelf Full of Rice

First impressions of OSU

I come from a family of cooks. My dad is a master at whipping up Chinese dishes, my mother can throw together a stew or soup better than anyone I know, and my little brother (who aims to become a chef one day) creates masterpieces with whatever is left in the kitchen. I dabble in cooking, this past summer having made family dinners more than once a week, so living in a dorm with no access to a working kitchen is a different experience for me. Continue reading