The mushrooms and onions are searing in olive oil while I'm getting the right balance of balsamic vinegar and lemon juice for my chicken. Read more...

I always have newsprint on my hands "“ in the past few years, it's become a daily occurrence. Maybe it's a nice reminder that the ill-fated print newspaper hasn't died yet, but really, it just means I need to wash my hands. Read more...

If I had three words to depict the most meaningful part of the last four years, it would not be "attending linguistics lecture," "exploring Los Angeles" or "drinking wine again." As is true for many of the 30 columnists on this page, it would be "the Daily Bruin." This paper has given me many memorable experiences. Read more...

You never know when you're going to have the time of your life or what it's going to look like. For me, it looked like countless stressful hours spent in the windowless office of the Daily Bruin. Read more...

From time to time I'll chance upon his face in this newspaper, smiling smugly from a column "“ his 500 words of fame. Read more...

Wow," stammered the child, as he peered up through his thick tortoise-shell glasses. Read more...