This past week, I decided to make a grand return to the dining hall lifestyle by eating one meal at each of them. To ensure I fully experienced each dining hall, I also required myself to get at least one food item from each station.
The food editor of The Miami Student, Madeline Phaby, is a dear friend of mine. We laugh together, we cry together, we eat together. We enjoy each other’s company. But boy, do I have a bone to pick with her.
Food trucks provide people with a unique dining experience, but the idea of them in Oxford has been met with mixed reviews from residents.
Community Supported Agriculture programs connect eaters with growers
At long last, Blizzards and GrillBurgers have made their way back to Oxford.
Located on 1479 Main St. in Hamilton, a new Raising Cane’s opened over the summer to the delight and the curiosity of Miami University students.
Lines winding out of Pulley Diner. Hordes of students lined down Maplestreet, waiting for food in Maplestreet Commons. A human wall starting at Sumeshi around lunch time. Two hour waits at Red Zone.
As the Miami University farm struggles financially, hope abounds in CSA programs, regenerative growing and one tough farmer
Being from Chicago, a place with iconic regional food, I love trying “specialty” foods whenever I visit other cities and states. From Michigan cherries to Nashville hot chicken to Florida grouper, I’ve had some really amazing food during my travels around the U.S.
It was in Hillcrest Hall 157 where I first discovered just how good a s’mores Pop Tart can be with a little creativity.
Residence hall life is easy. Well, in terms of food, at least.
I don’t eat red meat or pork. Actually, up until I started at Miami, I was completely vegetarian. Personally, I do it for health and environmental reasons.
Of course, not all coffee shops are created equal. As a senior who has spent huge sums of money on coffee during my time at Miami, I feel I’m qualified to rank all the shops in Oxford to help others decide where to get their caffeine fix.
While most people are still wrapped in sheets and blankets tucked into their beds on Saturday mornings, some early birds are already on their way to Oxford’s Farmers Market. By 8 a.m., most local vendors have loaded their trucks and vans and are hoping for a sunny day.
Marja Berry, an Oxford resident, has been helping around 80 Miami University students with food insecurities right out of her garage for the past month through her program called Army of Kindness.
I’m from California. I like avocado toast and anything dairy free, and I watch my added sugars. My boyfriend is from Connecticut, so burgers, mozzarella sticks, breakfast sandwiches and blue Gatorade are all up his alley. We have a hard time eating food together.
After finishing the assigned reading for my literary capstone, instead of just writing a discussion post or a paper, I roll up my sleeves and head to the kitchen. While I don’t consider myself a foodie, I am obsessed with eating and how we eat because it all means something more than just consuming.
Being from Chicago, I find myself in many discussions with people at Miami that involve the words “Chicago pizza” and “New York style is better.” Everyone always wants to argue, and I can’t just back down — Chicago pizza takes so much heat and someone has to defend it. Yet on a recent trip to New York, I figured I ought to give their pizza another chance, to try once and for all to end an argument I previously believed had a clear winner.