To the editor:
Why?...Dascomb, that's why. If you, like me, are quite fond of staying in Oberlin during breaks you probably said the same words as eye; "What the hell is this?" One third of a salad bar, brown bananas from BC, and a set of entrees to keep me at the bread counter (poorly stocked) all week. How does this sound: french fries, bread with creamy peanut butter and honey, a piece of cake, and O.J. Not a meal worth the reported seven dollars. Not a meal to make me miss that beloved sensation of "Dascomb factor." Overlords of Dascomb or those that lord over I hope you're reading because this is not acceptable (like flourescent paper...NOT ACCEPTABLE), says DESTRUCTOR. Crunchy peanut butter please. Thank you.
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Volume 125, Number 18; March 28, 1997
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