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Reverent Beans

  Morning routines have the sort of predictable cyclicity that borders on religion. Something about a daily ritual of coffee, bagels and quiet solitude invokes thoughts of prayer. When I moved into my college house junior year with my three best friends, one brought her espresso maker. The MICHELANGELO 15 Bar Espresso Machine with Milk Frother. It has changed my life. Dragging myself downstairs to make breakfast every morning is now completely motivated by the knowledge that Michelangelo is awaiting me. Emptying the previously brewed beans, refilling the water, packing new beans and pressing the 2 shot button has the sort of performative method to it that is practically confessional. It has become a sort of love language of mine. A roommate is under the weather or sad about a boy? I shall brew her a coffee. A day went poorly for me and life is getting me down? Let me make myself a coffee. It astounds me that such a mundane (it feels sinful to call it that) object could have touched...

Roaming Rome

Uncomfortable chairs and my inability to sleep on planes made the 10+ hour ride to Rome, Italy tough. Once the plane touched down, not even my lack of sleep could ruin what I was finally seeing after years of wanting to go abroad.  My family’s Airbnb was not ready yet, so we rolled our suitcases along on the uneven cobblestone streets while exploring the markets and downing espressos for the first hour of our day. I sat staring at the beautiful sights of Rome missing my brother since he was the only family member not on the trip. With the loss of him, I gained the ability to bring a friend. I watched as my best friend since kindergarten grimaced while quickly learning that she does not like espresso.  We dedicated each day to tours, sights and food. We sweated in our sundresses and shorts while walking around in the brutal June sun. Small attitudes would start to show when the heat and dehydration would take over, but nothing was going to stop us from seeing everything.  ...

Now or Never for Lucky

 After falling short last year in the NBA Finals, I felt like the Boston Celtics missed their chance at bringing home championship #18. I was torn up about it because my last memory of truly seeing them be great was losing in the 2010 NBA Finals against Kobe Bryant and the Lakers. Years of my dad and I watching together as the Celtics were getting further and further away from the greatness they once held has made it hard to be optimistic about the team’s season at the start of every October. The results of last year’s season were bittersweet because I was happy to just see them at the pinnacle of the sport again but winning the first 2 games of the series and squandering it away immediately after was not the way I would have wanted us to end things. With how much money our stars Jaylen Brown, Jayson Tatum, Marcus Smart, and Al Horford were taking home there wasn’t much money left to go around for new acquisitions over the offseason. So, it really felt like that was the last chance...

The French Fry Chronicles...and other databases

I've always been vegetarian, and I will probably always be vegetarian. Hinduism as a religion generally advocates for vegetarianism and respect for animals, and in the state my parents are from in India, vegetarianism is the norm by about 86% give or take. I am not someone who actively participates in my religion, not for any one reason or another, but when it comes to not eating animals, it is a hill I will die on...for some reason. I will admit, this hill isn't exactly the most pleasant place to die--I'm pretty protein deficient and anemic, and I also don't eat vegetarian the way that baby vegetarians do, meaning that lunch is sometimes a handful of hot Cheetos and a Gatorade instead of a "green-goddess delight vegetarian whole grain sandwich". My family even sometimes dabbles in non-veg, but not without a little bit of shame. My dad eats chicken when he's at dental conferences or with friends that typically eat meat around him (Follower. Sheep, even), a...

New Shoes

I smile at the impossibly small Mary Janes in my hands. Now as an adult, I find it hard to comprehend once having a routine where I clasped the ankle strap and set off into the world. If my mind could imagine it, these shoes could take me there. In those days, wealth was what I found when I defeated sinister dragons on my elementary school’s playground. My only worry was avoiding getting little pebbles and pieces of mulch stuck under my socks. I laugh and wonder why they make such sturdy shoes for the part of life that has so little to handle. I blink and suddenly the glossy black flats turn into the worn out pair of black Converse I donned throughout my teenage years. As I packed for college, I remember seeing the torn soles and frayed fabric peering at me from deep within my closet. I knew that when I left, I would shut the door on late nights at Waffle House after football games and rushing through hallways in the five minutes I had to get to class. They fit perfectly for the girl f...

Say hello to your 2023 World Champion Atlanta Braves

  Now I know what you’re probably thinking: what an insane thing to say when there’s only been three weeks of baseball so far. While that’s true, I’ve never been more confident in a Braves roster than I have been with this one. At the time this post is being written the Braves are in first place in the National League East with a 14-5 record, one of their best starts in franchise history. With only 19 games being played, how could I be so sure they’re going to win it all come October? There’s a couple key reasons why. The first and most important reason is having a healthy Ronald Acuña Jr., who suffered a complete tear of his ACL during the 2021 season. Having his MVP caliber presence at the top of the lineup sets the tone for every starting pitcher as he poses a speed and power threat, something rarely seen in today’s game. However, the Braves can beat you with more than just their former NL rookie of the year, and they have arguably the most formidable lineup top to bottom. With ...

Types of Interviewers

I've had to go through many interviews over the past couple of months. Each one had its own unique flavor and style. It may be weird to say, but I've realized an interviewer fits into one of three categories.  First, we've got the Serious Interviewer. Let's take Matt as an example. He's probably the stickler of his HR department. He's the type of guy that wears business professional to work every day, takes a five minute lunch break, and is excessively allergic to casual workplace relationships. He goes above and beyond and, worst of all, he wants you to do the same. Work is his wife, his child, and his overly pampered pet hamster. Matt's interview style is very rigid and straight forward. He never reacts to your answers, asks in-depth follow-up questions, and rarely smiles. It makes my palms sweaty and my blazer from 9th grade feel a smidge tighter than usual. When the whole thing is over I'm relieved. However, in hindsight, Matt's actually a funny ...