People always ask me (no they don’t actually but just go with it) Sydney, what’s it like being on your college campus during a pandemic? Usually, I just keep it light. Keep it vague. Do I even really know?Continue reading
Ayo, fam, Dr. Party Monster MD here. I just wanna let y’all know that the following letter contains sensitive, confidential medical information about a patient: Kenyon College.
I know what you’re wondering. Yes, I made this decision consciously and voluntarily. I ate at Chilito’s, our on-campus Mexican restaurant, for three consecutive nights. And I know what else you’re wondering. The truth is, I don’t really know why either. But the best way to bring you and I closer to understanding why I did what I did is to go back and reflect. Together, we’ll evaluate my fragile mental state, poor nutritional choices, and maybe even review some food. So here’s It Happened To Me: I Ate Chilito’s Three Nights in a Row. Alternatively titled Attempting to Substitute Guacamole for Psychotherapy, a Play in Three Acts.
The Mission: Try all of the flavors of margaritas at Chilitos
The Flavors: Lime (original), Strawberry, Raspberry, Peach, Mango, Blueberry
The Judges: Colleen Kemp ‘20 Editor-in-Chief (CK), Kylie Lohrenz ‘20 Daily Editor (KL), Jane Zisman ‘20 Executive Editor (JZ), Lillian Fox Peckos ‘20 Executive Editor (LFP), Sarah Hoffmann ‘20 Editor Emeritus (SH)
*Let it be known that we are all 21+ because the Thrill is not above the law*