I have the bad habit of becoming engrossed in my schedule and never deviating from my assigned times, being a perfectionist, being picky, or as my dad likes to say, “finicky.”
Posts published by “Prisha Vagvala”
Features Editor/Foodie Finds Writer
Food is my safe haven. Projects, quizzes, homework, meetings — my life has been stuck in a constant loop lately, and the only things bringing me peace right now are chocolate, ice cream, and solitaire (that one’s not food).
Magnolia cupcakes were my idea of the American Dream, that one could start from a small store and build something beloved.
I love poetry, especially the kind that’s a bit confusing but still resonates, like Emily Dickinson’s “I heard a fly buzz when I died.”
Last Saturday, the Student Government Association (SGA) Diversity, Equity, Inclusion, Belonging, and Accessibility (DEIBA) committee, led by my friend Shahd, hosted an inspiring cultural food festival.
What better place than New York to visit the best cafes worldwide? Each cafe has a niche that makes it particularly fascinating.
I’m grateful to have enjoyed a winter break full of exquisite food, ranging from cozy small-town restaurants to fine dining experiences.
Foodies, I found the perfect café, and I’m obsessed with everything about it: the aesthetics, the menu, the vibe. It feels like home.
Over break, I entered a matcha fixation and did my fair share of research on the topic (through Instagram and articles).
December is such a bittersweet month — yay for the holiday season, but boo for finals. It’s like having a Christmas tree without any ornaments; it’s festive but sad.