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We all know the similarities between love and drunkenness: they’re confusing; they make us write a lot of shitty poetry; they bring us closer to God; they result in public vomiting. I am also frequently—like three or four times weekly—deep in one or both of them. Resultantly, I have as many feelings as there are sparkly gay stars in the galaxy. In order to siphon some of these feelings onto you people, today in Four Dollar Wine, things are going to get a little lovey/sexy. As the poets know, forget the heart—love lies in the liver.
There’s a cat in one corner, Steve Jobs in another, a pair of life-size salt and pepper shakers across from you. Obscene amounts of candy amass on top of tables and your roommates have decorated the common room with orange and black streamers. This means it’s Halloween and Halloween calls for some spooky alcoholic drinks. Here are some of FM’s favorites:
John the Orange Man began selling fruit in Harvard Square in 1858, about a decade after he immigrated to Cambridge to escape the Irish potato famine. He worked in the Square until his death following an operation in 1906, and during that period, saw the erection of 26 university buildings, and made the acquaintance of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Oliver Wendell Holmes, and Theodore Roosevelt. In 1891, the Boston Daily Globe dubbed him “the most popular man at Harvard.”
A senior thesis project introducing color-coded labeling into dining halls has raised concerns among some undergraduates who said that the system may cause additional eating-related stress.
This week I am so many emotions that a book about a lost bunny rabbit I read while babysitting made me cry. In order to drink and forget midterm season/impending autumn and its attendant anxieties—Is it now too cold to go braless? Does my neck look weird in this? Do you want to snuggle with me tonight?—I and my posse are off again to Cambridge Wine and Spirits for more jugs of cheap, industrial-sized wine. May this harvest season bring you autumnal Sam Adams dioramas and rivers clogged with rowers, and may all your commodity fetishes be pumpkin spice.
Lobster rolls were one of many Boston comfort foods sold at the Head of the Charles.
The café welcomed community members to an open house that featured refreshments, as well as a glimpse at its new interior design.
Maybe you overheard an unusually piscine conversation as you crossed the Yard. Maybe your roommate made a cryptic comment on the way to dinner. Maybe you’ve been tossing and turning at night, haunted by images of moderately-sized whitish fish. There’s a conversation going on at Harvard, and it’s all about swai. Below, you’ll find all the things you never wanted to know about this curious creature.
Breaking news: the dream of the ’90s is alive in our very own Barker Café. On Oct. 16, hipster Harvard students and professors were finally relieved of their pent-up anguish and at last given a quality coffee stop besides the distressingly mainstream Lamont Café or pricey Square establishments.
Ahh, autumn. Best season of the year. The leaves are changing, the weather is crisp and cool, and - most importantly the Pumpkin Spice Latte is back. The perfect accessory for instagramming in the yard, taking a weekend apple picking excursion, or just running late to your Ec10 section, the PSL is a fall staple.
The Barker Center’s Rotunda Cafe reopened this semester with food from Hi-Rise Bread Company and Counter Culture Coffee.