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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...dining halls "I don't like it so much. I always beg to eat at home." ---Elizabeth "My friends like the frozen yogurt machine...they wish they had a dining hall."-Mikko "The ladies are a really good cooker and I really love the ladies who cook for the people."-Aisling,4, Currier House...

Author: By David M. Rosenblatt, | Title: IN THE MEANTIME | 3/4/1999 | See Source »

Guards also feared for their wallets as anotherHarvard union, the custodial workers, had theirwages frozen for 20 months and vacation timedecreased in a 1996 contract with the University...

Author: By Marc J. Ambinder, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Security Guards Stuck In Limbo | 3/2/1999 | See Source »

Interstate 70 is a beautiful highway, and even at ten o'clock at night, the snow crested mountains shimmered in the moonlight, and the frozen waterfalls peered down at me as I drove along. I reflected upon the last semester-I was feeling rather nerdy and decided to evaluate whether I had learned much since September. I concluded that I had; Harvard had taught me a great deal...

Author: By Daniel B. Baer, | Title: The Lessons Harvard Hasn't Taught Me | 3/2/1999 | See Source »

...more than 20 hours, Giovanni Soldini had pushed due south, his face stung by frigid squalls and his 60-ft. sailboat pummeled by the ferocious waves of the southern Pacific, 1,900 miles west of the tip of South America. "I'm soaked and frozen," the 32-year-old Italian wrote in a Feb. 16 e-mail to his Milan-based racing team. Desperately trying to interpret computerized weather charts, he was also troubled. He was still 18 miles from the spot where a satellite tracking system said Isabelle Autissier, 42, his French rival in the Around Alone solo global...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Deep End of the Sea | 3/1/1999 | See Source »

Back to the stove, where it's time to make the dumplings, courtesy of Bisquick. Drop in a few frozen peas, and it's a balanced meal. As the credits roll, you see me dumping tiny bits of chicken and mashed-up peas on the high-chair tray. Pan wide to the girls, who haven't been served because they're still fighting over who gets the lime-green Tupperware bowl. Bon appetit...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Emeril, Eat My Dust. BAM! | 3/1/1999 | See Source »

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