Picture this: you’re six weeks into your first term and you can’t bear the thought of eating pizza for the third time this week.
On a trip to pick up some ramen, you pass the basic ingredients to make spaghetti.
“Leave it all to me,” from “iCarly,” plays in your head and a bout of nostalgia floods your senses. Without hesitation, you gather your ingredients and rush to your dorm. You check out the necessary appliances from the front desk. Pots, pasta sauce and a dream in hand, you enter the dorm kitchen, and it’s at this moment you realize you’ve never cooked a meal by yourself before…