For the love of all that’s good and pure in this universe, why is there asparagus?

The month of April begins with reflexions. Editor’s Warning: mentions of death

Michael Higgins, a graduating senior at GS created the food pantry at Columbia initially to support GS students and found a large interest. 

Staff Writer Phoebe Lu drooled over gorgeous food in an event featuring Dr. Hervé This.

College life is busy, stressful, and certainly not cheap. The last thing you need to worry about is running to the grocery store every day. Bwog is here with some apartment food hacks to help you eat well, without breaking your budget!

Solo dining is an aspect of adulting that takes a minute to get used to. But eating alone can be meditative, productive, melancholy, exciting, and more! 

So useless to deride, so useful to descry: Ferris, the best dorm on campus, gets described. (Note: This is the first of Bwog’s annual Housing Reviews. Check back soon for more.)

Excited for the upcoming tree lighting? Have a passion for the intersection of beverage coasters and graphic design? This is your weekly GSSC update.

Bwogger Miyoki Walker would like a word with the people who think they can take whatever they want without facing the consequences. 

Barnard’s new dining provider, selected after student protests over Aramark’s connections to prison labor, has a more problematic history than it lets on. 

New Staffer Lia Jung brings you the scoop on Ferris fare.

Tests, tests, and tests = boooo. Bwog, Bwog, and beds = good.

This fully-fed Bwogger wants to let everyone know how much he loves the Columbia Dining staff. And it’s not just because they make him buffalo chicken wraps.

We’ve all been there. You need to be productive. Really productive. Not “scrolling through Twitter while glancing at readings” productive, but “block Twitter for 12 hours” productive. That means going to Butler. But how are you supposed to bring a snack? ButCaf is expensive and doesn’t have a wide selection, but you’re “not supposed to bring […]

On his most perilous assignment yet, Bwog’s disarmingly handsome Staff Writer Henry Golub spent ten minutes in John Jay. He relates what he smelt, saw, and dealt. (Disclaimer: This is all fake, and I like John Jay. I also don’t shove people.)  I’m skeptical of anyone who tells me to spend more than eight minutes on […]