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True Life: I Don't Go to Class
I‘m not one of those kids who was really studious in high school or anything. I don’t say that because slacking is cool (apathy and I went out of style when Obama told us that yes, we could). I say it because every day my exceptionally large-headed French teacher would greet the class with “Bonjour mes amies!
by 34TH STREET
Hattie Don't Play
Brown Betty Dessert Boutique, gaining popularity and publicity since a September 2007 feature in O magazine, offers a wide variety of pastries and baked goods including cookies, cakes and their innovative cupcakes.
by JOSHUA GOLDMAN
An Unsuspecting Date Spot
Spending most Friday nights of my childhood watching late-night TV, all knowledge I have of blind dates comes from the most painful dating show ever: Blind Date.
by REBECCA GREENFIELD
When the Moon Hits Your Eye
Off the Penn-beaten path in South Philly, Mr. Martino’s Trattoria teleports its diners straight to heart of Italy.
by MICAELA ROSENTHAL
Recipe of the Week: Chocolate Fondue with Strawberries and Meringues
For a decadent Valentine’s Day treat that’s as easy to make as it is to eat, try this classic treat for your (Swiss) miss.
by 34TH STREET
Baffled by Love?
This Valentine’s Day, think outside the chocolate box and go with a waffle iron instead. Standing outside of its Center City locale, you would think that Bonté Wafflerie and Café is your average hole-in-the-wall sandwich shop, but the second the smell of homemade fresh waffles hits you, you’re powerless to resist.
by STEPHANIE GHITIS
The Best Medicine
For many, it’s already been an unbearably cold and extremely stressful semester, leaving us yearning for relief.
by GABRIELLE OLYA
Your Guide To: Ordering In
It’s cold. You’re tired. You want food and you want it now. Your fridge isn’t stocked, your cupboards are bare and the last time you tried to cook, you set off your fire alarm.
by MICHELLE LEE
Facebook, Shmacebook
It happens to the best of us. Gawker hasn’t posted in hours, you’re up to speed with all of Perez’s latest dirt, and you’ve read Under the Button in its entirety… twice.
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Neti Pot
Unless you’re majoring in chemistry, odds are you can’t make much sense of the ingredients on the label of that nasal decongestant sitting in your medicine cabinet.
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Step into the Light
Whether you’re lonely this V-Day or feeling the sophomore (or junior or senior) slump, put down the Xanax and light up your life.
by ADINE MITRANI
Music
Guilty Pleasures: Saves the Day, "Through Being Cool" (1999)
Maybe big boys don’t cry, but this week has left me dwelling on the long-gone days of puppy love and unanswered Disney Valentines.
by ADAM DRICI
Music
This is What It Sounds Like When Gods Cry
Four years after “Catch My Disease” ran rampant through hospital dramas everywhere, Ben Lee is back with The Rebirth of Venus. “I’m a woman too,” Lee claims on track 11, as though anything could validate this failed attempt at a girl power concept album.
by JANE SHIM
Music
Monkeys & Maraschino Cherries
Street: You guys are often compared to artists of the ‘70s, Neil Young and Bob Dylan. Were these the bands you grew up with?
Eric Earley: Those are the bands we grew up on and our parents listened to.
by DYLAN SEROTA
Ego
Gems in the Rough
That saccharine day in the middle of winter which singles scoff at (but everyone secretly loves) has come around again.
by KATHERINE REA
Ego
Hacking Hearts
The cheap plywood handrail precariously nailed to the wall felt flimsy at first touch. The walls needed paint.
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Ego
Ego(s) of the Week: Rachel Garber and Jess Gartner
Catch The Vagina Monologues, the annual theatrical celebration of womanhood, tomorrow at 8 p.m. Meet producer Rachel Garber and director Jess Gartner, the two seniors who make it all happen.
Street: When you’re not celebrating womanhood, you’re most likely...
JG: Planning my next crazy adventure.
by 34TH STREET
Letter
From the Editor: 2.5.09
Fact: Penn is an incubator for weirdos, myself included. I do all kinds of weird stuff. I won’t eat food kept in refrigerators.
by JULIA RUBIN
Close Encounters in Bucks County
Denise Murter, an aging, blond bombshell, wouldn’t say her name on television because she feared “creeps” would contact her.
by DANIEL SCHWARTZ
I'm in Love with a Stripper
Prep by removing all oils from your body, donning your sexiest shoes and baring your legs.
1. Position your feet close to the pole.
2.
by JESSICA WHITE
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