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Preface
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Rebecca’s Quick and Easy Classy Crepes By REBECCA GIBSON Columnist
If I have half an hour to spare in the morning, I make these crepes for breakfast. They are the easiest thing in the world, and they always come out perfect. Because they look difficult and fancy, they have never failed to impress a guest, and they are so deliciously addictive that they suit any occasion. You can fill them or top them with whatever you like, but I usually stay with the classic maple syrup or Nutella. Crepes: ¾ cup flour ½ tsp salt 1 tsp baking powder 2 tbsp powdered sugar Cinnamon and mace to taste; no more than a light tapping of the jar of each 2 eggs 2/3 cup milk 2/3 cup water ½ tsp vanilla extract In a large mixing bowl, combine the dry ingredients with a wire whisk. In a smaller mixing bowl, combine the wet ingredients. Pour the wet into the dry, and whisk them together until well combined. Heat a small (8”) frying pan on the stove over medium low flame—if not non-stick, season first with a few drops of oil or cooking spray. Test the pan with a wet finger or a drop of water. When you hear the water sizzle, the pan is ready. With a small ladle, pour one ladle full of the crepe batter onto the hot frying pan. Using mostly your wrist, move the pan in a circle so that the batter coats the entire frying surface. You should end up with a circular crepe that is very thin. When the
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crepe turns light brown around the edges, use a spatula to lift it gently from the pan, and flip it over. Brown slightly, maybe 15-20 seconds, then remove from the pan to a storage plate. Recipe makes approximately 12 crepes.
Manners and Mannerisms: Sprinting to graduation By REBECCA GIBSON Columnist n a little under five months, I will have to reinvent myself. The identity of college student that I have worn for just over three years will no longer accurately describe me, and I will have to find a new one. I am sprinting toward graduation, and I don’t know what exactly the future holds. I say sprinting because the time is moving so quickly now. I spent a lot of time over break working, and it seemed to fly past. I feel as though if I close my eyes for a second, we will be at midterms, and if I sit down for lunch in my comfortable office I will stand up during finals week. And then, I’ll need to have a serious talk with myself, to figure out exactly who I am going to be. This identity I’ve had while here is an easy one to wear, my only real responsibilities being to complete my work, turn it in, and show up for classes and tests. Of course, I have done more than that, and I firmly endorse the merit of doing more than that. Once I thought that the value of a college education on one’s resume was to show one’s employer that it was possible to sit still for four years. Now I know that the value lies not in the ability to sit still, but in the ability to be dynamic. To move as much as possible and to do a vast amount of types of activities while still focusing on a few areas of study. While working out the dynamics of my next move, which I hope will take me to graduate school, I am reminded of when I was younger. No matter how much I loved my classes, I longed, like many my age, for summer vacation. Now, I would give those rather boring summers of childhood spent at a day camp in the city back for a few more months here. A few more classes with dear friends. A few more conversations with cherished mentors. A few more lazy days lounging on the grass of our beautiful campus. Of course, as much as I would give them back, I cannot. I am inexorably on a path toward graduation and whatever lies beyond. And although it will be a reinvention, it won’t really. Many of the things I will become, I am already in one form or another. Six classes away from graduation, the title of college graduate feels like it will sit well with me. Masters student or PhD student, well, it is another type of study, but I am sure I will wear that well too. Writer is more than what I do, at this point it is who I am. Looking at things this way, the sprint through the next few months slows and stretches, becoming just me as I walk through my life one day at a time. Even so, I will take some of that time to appreciate my surroundings this semester, to value where I am now so
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when I look back I can see how I got to where I will be. I hope you take that time too, and tell those you value and appreciate how much they mean to you. The next step is only a few months away, and if you wait until then, the speed at which it approaches might deprive you of that chance.
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