Recently I met up with two of my friends in Manhattan. I hadn’t seen them in around three years and I thought it was time for us to get together again! We had gone to a school in Connecticut together, but when we went to different high schools we lost touch. I was a day student, and they were both boarding students from Korea. Since many of the students at the school were from different countries and had different backgrounds, I was often exposed to as much of their culture, as they were mine. Our dining hall also did what they could to accommodate such different tastes in their cooking. I became familiar with foods that I otherwise wouldn’t have known, such as kimchi. When I suggested we meet up, I let them pick the restaurant. My friends, Brian and E, decided on a place called Boka. E said that it was a very popular hangout place for NYU students, and that they served great Korean barbecue. I didn’t know what Korean barbecue was, but I agreed that if they liked it then I probably would too! It turns out that Korean barbecue is just crazy good barbecue that I highly recommend.
Brian and E are two friends that I had hoped to keep in touch with after graduation, and I’m so glad that we could see each other again! I’m thankful for the experiences that I had at school with them. I was able to get an understanding of other cultures from those who were from the actual countries. In a way, it prepared me for my experiences here in New York City. I’m thankful that I have a background that encouraged the introduction of new foods into my life. Without the influence that I felt there to embrace new things I don’t know if I would have such an open mind about food here in New York.
Shannon





would have been delivered warm milk in the mornings and the afternoon as well. Brought around by a man in white, like this picture. He would bring milk to all of the kids that were lined up each day. There was something that stuck out in Donald Robert’s mind about this ritual. He was a Welsh immigrant who arrived in 1925 and in his interview, this is what he said stuck out as his most prevalent memory

nd so I finally gave in. I was so confused as to how one eats Oysters. So I decided to use a fork instead of slurping it out of the shell, yes I was the only one in the whole restaurant using a fork to eat oysters. After trying oysters for the first time, I could not believe how good they tasted. I’m happy I was open to trying them and learning how delicious they are. I forgot to take a picture of the actual oysters I ate, but I found an image that looks exactly like them. I highly recommend anyone who has not tried oysters to go out and order some and give it a shot because I can guarantee you will love them.