Boiling pasta in an electric kettle.
BOILING PASTA IN AN ELECTRIC KETTLE.
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Remember those nights? The library closing, the brain buzzing, and a sudden, primal hunger striking at 1 AM. The dining hall long shut, DoorDash a luxury, and a strange culinary genius blooming in your cramped double. This wasn't just about hunger; it was about survival, creativity, and a touch of dorm-room defiance. The electric kettle, typically reserved for instant coffee or sad tea, transformed into a makeshift stovetop, a symbol of resourcefulness under pressure in those hallowed halls.
That al dente (or often, slightly mushy) pasta, perhaps with a packet of instant ramen seasoning or a stolen pat of butter, became a gourmet experience. These were the Midnight Snacks & Makeshift Meals that fueled our late-night debates, our frantic paper writing, and our clandestine study sessions. They were the silent testaments to our shared journey through those transformative years. From the unexpected mouse sighting to the profound philosophical discussions that stretched into dawn, these humble meals were often at the heart of it all. They connected us, reminded us that even in environments of immense privilege and intellectual rigor, we were still just hungry students, finding ingenious ways to thrive.
You mastered the art of making do, of transforming the mundane into the memorable. It wasn't just about feeding yourself; it was about the stories, the laughter, and the shared understanding that only dorm life at institutions like ours could forge. A skill, perhaps, as valuable as any learned in a lecture hall.