Editor's Note
After last week’s trenchant, hard-hitting food issue, The Mirror needed to lie low.
After last week’s trenchant, hard-hitting food issue, The Mirror needed to lie low.
13 — The number of librarians, specialists and archivists at Rauner Special Collections Library alone \n 189,000+ — The number of “sheet maps” inthe Evans Map Room \n 25 — The number of institutions, facilities and departments that report to the Provost \n 6,000+ — The number of words in the College’s charter \n 210 — The number of ampersands in the College’s charter
What’s your favorite unreasonable bureaucratic fine?
Walking into David’s House for my second visit, it’s difficult to believe I haven’t been here a thousand times.
Restaurants like Molly’s that have become institutions — fixtures of College life — must balance a healthy regard for the past with the imperatives of serving a modern clientele.
You’ve probably seen him in the Class of 1953 Commons, and you’ve probably forgotten him.
It’s midnight on a Tuesday — chicken sandwich night at Everything But Anchovies.
My writing is my Trojan horse. I am waiting inside to ambush you with weapons of essence.
If you haven’t seen “The Jinx,” it’s time to hit up your parents’ HBO Go account.
The Mirror dives into Hanover's restaurant scene.
I might’ve been a new dog back in the fall, but I was far too stubborn to be taught a new trick.
What should be my go-to complaint about DDS?
80,000 — The approximate number of Dasani water bottles bought from campus vending machines annually.
1897. The 136th class of Dartmouth College graduated. The 141st class matriculated.
“Where are you from?” is such a simple question — but I dread it. \n You see, after living in England, South Africa, Poland, Sri Lanka and France, in addition to attending boarding school in Wales, the answer doesn’t seem that obvious to me.
I hustled out of my 2A last week, grabbed a bite at the Hop and made my way to Hanover’s first public budget hearing of the 2015-2016 fiscal year — a typical Thursday.
Jane was big on cubes, and most of his work consisted of gluing large cubes of cement or wood or glass together.
It was a crisp day in fall 2013 and Joby Bernstein ’17 was heading to the Alumni Gym, an extra bounce in his step as he anticipated his first day of swim practice. \nUnlike most walk-ons to the varsity swim team, who often email the coaches over the summer to secure a spot on the roster, Bernstein hadn’t corresponded with the coaches until very recently. But he was unfazed. He decided that he wanted to pursue swimming at the College during his last high school meet, and he trained intensely over the summer to prepare.