sugarbush farm: a cheese lover's paradise
"At the end of a Scenic Vermont road lies a cheese lover's paradise," the Boston Globe wrote about Sugarbush Farm in 1975.
"At the end of a Scenic Vermont road lies a cheese lover's paradise," the Boston Globe wrote about Sugarbush Farm in 1975.
Book: "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy Based on the author's own experiences in post-Partition India, this devastating narrative of the caste system wins readers' hearts with its unwavering veracity.
It doesn't matter who you are or what you like. If you listen to music, you are a music snob, and you might as well make things easier by admitting it now. There's just something about music that inspires conceited pretensions in people.
Before we get down to business, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Maggie, I'm from the state of Minnesota, and I like sandwiches and brushing my teeth. I like shortcuts, too.
There is a sign taped to the wall behind the Novack toasters. It says, "These are toasters." I didn't understand the need for such a sign until yesterday.
Organic Unsweetened Applesauce Vermont Village Cannery applesauce jars were displayed right at the entrance of the CO-OP as part of a two for $5 deal.
Listen up, freshmen: the rumors are true. You may, in fact, actually get laid in college. And if casual, inebriated encounters are what you're after, thank your lucky stars you were rejected from your first choice school.
Tilman Dette / The Dartmouth Staff Ah, fall.
What if you went on a freshman tour where strange men kidnapped a prospie, stripped him to his underwear, duct taped his hands and shoved him out of a van?
Welcome to college, freshmen. Welcome to the dorms, to the field, to the basement. You're bright, you're interesting, you're making loyal friends and worthy enemies.
As trippees trickled into Hanover and brought America to Dartmouth, Kapil Kale '07 and I roadtripped across the country and brought Dartmouth to America. Kapil was a Lodj-er and, to quote Swingers, the guy behind the guy behind the guy.
From panty raids to lawn art, Greeks come clean about their dirtiest pranks
Contrary to popular belief, the tour buses to the Green are not brimming with crowds eager to ogle the most selective freshman class in Dartmouth history.
BOOK: "The Man Who Wrote The Book" by Erik Tarloff Ezra Gordon, a professor in middle-of-nowhere California stuck in a lackluster relationship and a failing career, makes a fast-cash deal with a successful porn publisher to write a dirty book under the pseudonym E.A.
'10 Girl to her friend at AD: "Let her get her beer first -- she could totally ding you." '11 Guy to '11 Guy at AD: "Aright, so I figured out that all you have to do around here is say bro.
Along with the beginning of another school year comes Apple's announcement of a new lineup of iPods.
Ryan Yuk / The Dartmouth Staff After attending the Hopkin's Center '07-'08 season preview yesterday, I'm feeling better than ever about my suicide eight.
Amidst the greasy watermelons, chariot races and pie-throwing contest that herald the approaching Fieldstock weekend looms the scary realization that we've almost reached the end of the sophomore summer Slip 'n Slide (or the bottom of the sophomore summer Double Drop Falls, depending on which water toy metaphor you prefer). Trips down to the river are replaced by late-night study sessions; as finals approach, a stint at the library is no longer a Wednesday-evening taboo.
(Before I was even a freshman)