Hoagie Haven is expanding its culinary dominion. In the wake of Old World Pizza’s move off Nassau Street, the brothers Maltabes have annexed the lot next door to their iconic restaurant. The purpose? A bold embarkment into the Princeton pizza scene, under the name “Slice Between.”

Hoagie Haven originally opened in 1974, and has since commandeered the “drunk food” market. The Maltabes are known for their renegade approach to sandwich making; their stable of hoagies include the Phat Lady, Sanchez, and Heartstop. Rumor has it that the duo wants to bring the same attitude to their pizza business.

The best part? Out dear seniors in the Class of 2012 may still be here to see the dawn of this new epoch. The Maltabes are hoping for Slice Between to open its doors before May ends.

Get the full scoop at Princeton Patch.

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Hey guys,

While procrastinating on my thesis, I wrote a Wikipedia article on Cave Story (also discussed in a previous review). It’s up for Wikipedia Featured Article, so if you feel the compelling need to comment, please do so here.

Happy Dean’s Dating,

Ben

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When it comes to picking courses for the next semester, some students have little choice – their schedule overflows with distribution requirements and departmentals. Others choose the classes that give them the most uninterrupted sleep time or the least amount of reading. Then there are those for whom the instructors matter most, those who shoot for the most recognizable names off campus. For those students, the below imagined schedule belongs to you.

Your week starts off with a bang – Monday’s seminar, WWS 354: Modern Genetics and Public Policy, taught by no less than President Tilghman herself. Two papers and some presentations, all to be graded by the head of the University. You might think the rest of the week goes downhill from there, but no – the next day brings CHV 321/ENV 321/WWS 371: Ethical and Scientific Issues in Environmental Policy, where you present before Peter Singer himself, possibly on his own book. It was hard for you to enroll in this course when you knew it meant giving up JRN 400: Journalism in America with Evan Thomas, former Editor-at-Large for Newsweek. That course, however, had filled up faster, sparing you from the tormenting indecision that would have followed.

Wednesday brings CWR 203: Creative Writing (Fiction), the instructors for which include Jeffrey Eugenides, Joyce Carol Oates, and Chang-rae Lee. You’re psyched for any one of them to read your bi-weekly manuscripts, less intimidated by these big names as you are by Admiral Mike Mullen, who is teaching WWS 318: U.S. Military and National and International Diplomacy. Good thing you have all of Thursday to prepare yourself for class with the former chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

A beautiful schedule, to be sure, but the course selection process had its painful moments. You had looked for a class taught by John McPhee next semester, but he didn’t seem to be teaching anymore. You hadn’t been that disappointed since when you realized you’d never be able to take a class with Cornel West, or when you had to tell your friends back home you wouldn’t be learning game theory from John Nash. Both searches for courses taught by Paul Krugman and Robert George left you empty-handed. Desperate, you tried to enroll in Alan Blinder’s WWS 524: Advanced Microeconomics: Domestic Policy Issues, only to be brutally rebuffed on the technicality that you weren’t an actual, you know, graduate student. These obstacles only served to make you more determined – and after all, there’s always the spring semester.

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NBC’s Today Show has built up a solid stock of accolades in its long history. First broadcast in January 1952, the program is the fourth oldest in United States broadcasting history (to save you the Wikipedia visit, NBC’s Meet the Press is the oldest). Over the next six decades, the show maintained solid ratings even in the face of competitors like ABC’s Good Morning America. In 2002, the Today Show was named one of the greatest TV shows of all time by TV Guide.

Unfortunately, athleticism is not among the program’s strengths. A couple weeks ago, several members of the Today Show (not the Daily Show, as I originally mis-heard) came down from its home at Rockefeller Center to try their luck at one of Princeton’s favorite athletic past times: rowing. Let’s just say that the anchors looked far more comfortable in the plush sofas of the Today Show set.

I won’t spoil any of the segment’s richer moments. The full video, now on NBC.com, if a perfect way for a distraught student to distract him or herself from Dean’s Date.

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The dust hasn’t even settled from Houseparties and already Princeton’s other storied tradition is gearing up. Enormous white tents are quickly stealing light from the grass (and hopeful sun tanners). Wooden fences, still decorated with posters from years past, are beginning to hide courtyards from view. And surely as death and taxes, a certain GQ article will start popping up on Facebook news feeds.

Even the most hopelessly unaware freshman knows about Princeton Reunions. But what of the celebration’s history? Although it is one of our most cherished traditions today, Reunions – on their current scale – are a relatively young affair.

Class reunions didn’t become particularly popular until after the Civil War. Classes would meet back for special reunions and often give the University a gift, whether in the form of an endowment, building, or even a fellowship program. The clock on Nassau Hall was the tenth-anniversary gift of the Class of 1866. These were small, individual reunions, however. The idea of alumni from every class arriving at once was absurd.

Princeton’s sesquicentennial (that’s 150 years) anniversary brought more alumni back than ever before, thanks in part to some logistical planning. Alumni arranged housing for the ~2,000 Tigers that returned, and classes chose to distinguish themselves with unique hats, blazers and banners. This celebration must have whet alumni appetites for undergraduate fun. By the 1950s the University itself had taken logistical control over alumni accommodations around the time of Commencement. It’s fortunate they have, as Reunions today bring around 24,000 Princetonians back to campus.

Today, every fifth class has tent where members of the surrounding years convene to celebrate. The twenty-fifth reunion is usually regarded as a landmark (alumni are likely at the top of their careers by then), as is the fiftieth. After the sixty-fifth reunion, alumni enter the “Old Guard,” an elderly club that, in addition to holding seniority over everyone else on campus, also has the finest alcohol. The oldest alumnus in attendance earns the Class of 1923 Cane. Malcolm Warnock ’25 received the cane in 2008 for his 83rd reunion, and has held the honor at all three reunions since. Other awards include the Class of 1901 Silver Cup, which goes to the class with the highest percentage of alumni in attendance.

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If I paced my walk in the background correctly, I may be appearing in your Ralph Lauren catalogue. I’m sorry for the subpar looks.

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The clothing company descended onto campus Thursday and Friday, taking some photographs for its Rugby clothing line. (Fun fact: rugby.com does not teach you anything about the sport.) Ralph Lauren artistic directors, producers, photographers and models trekked from their headquarters in New York City to take photos by the boathouse, on some of our open quads and in front of the on-campus U-Store.

At several points during the shoot, the rugby-playing model nearly kicked the ball into the U-Store. At other moments, smooth and fashionable artists were almost pelted in the face with a dirtied rugby football. Shrieks were heard.

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The look Ralph Lauren was looking for? Rugged. Natural. Humble. Exactly the first three words anyone thinks of when someone says “Princeton.”

But come on — think about the competition. Artistic directors on site said that Ralph Lauren chose to shoot at Princeton because it was the closest Ivy League school that fit the description. Yale apparently didn’t emanate the same ruggedness.

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One word to describe our last day of WRI 135: Music and Power would have to be bittersweet.

For the past 12 weeks, we’ve met twice a week for an hour and twenty minutes each time. On top of that, we’ve bonded while writing our papers together late at night and in the wee hours of the morning. WRI 135 truly bonded twelve students who come from different parts of the world and have diverse academic interests.  Wednesday should have been a day filled with somber emotions since it was the last time we were all going to formally see each other. However, instead of crying and saying farewell, we made plans to go to our professor’s performance in New York next week.

With all of the hard work that writing seminars demands of you throughout the semester and the familiarity that we gained among each other, making plans to hang out next week was a great form of closure for us. On top of that, our professor brought in homemade organic red velvet cupcakes with the inscription of “Music and Power” written on them. We brought in our favorite snacks, generating a wide variety from Percy Pig gummies to House of Cupcakes and Kellogg’s Rice Krispies treats.

In a typical Music and Power fashion, we went around the classroom one last time, playing songs that we brought in to share. Our professor was there to answer any questions and provide feedback for our research papers and we concluded our last few minutes with a friendly game of mafia and a surprise visit from our professor’s baby. It was quite the experience!

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Lawnparties. The only Princeton parties I really knew about when I first sent my application to West College in December 2008. The one time of year when all previous barriers dissolve and the only “pass” is a PUID. When the Terrace taproom meets the light of day and the median male height in the Cottage courtyard dips below 6 feet 2 inches.

Lawnparties is too important for anyone screw up — and freshmen have but one experience to draw from. So here is my freshman-friendly, PUID-only itinerary for 2012 Spring Lawnparties.

Brunch — 11 a.m.

Overlooked, yet vital. After all, breakfast  — even if it’s a little tardy — is the most important meal of the day. As a freshman, you have so many dining options that it’s easy to make a mistake.

My vote would be for Butler-Wilson. Its May 6 menu sidesteps the more delicate options at Whitman and Forbes, preferring to go straight to America’s “meat-and-potatoes” favorites. An omelet with sausage and O’Brien potatoes might not be the more gourmet fare, but it’s a solid breakfast that will give any diner fortitude for the challenging party ahead.

Those with dietary restrictions may want to visit Rocky-Mathey. The nearly pork-free menu also has an exotic array of salad options for flavor-minded vegetarians. (What even is “Orange Salad with Jicama & Red Onion”?)

The opening play — 12 p.m.

Lawnparties is a group activity. Nobody wants to be drunkenly eating Taco Bell alone on the curb. So let’s find you some friends.

TI’s lawn is the venue for friend-finding —and friend-making, for that matter. After eating club brunches are over, TI is the first place everyone seems to mix. Chances are you’ll know someone there. If you don’t, the band — Southpaw, this Sunday — isn’t really the focal point of the party. People are paying attention to each other more than the music, so making new friends is easy. If you need more courage, stray champagne bottles are ripe for the plucking.

The shopping period — 12:30 p.m.

Once you’ve found a good drop to bum around with, you enter a sort of “shopping period.” Here I’ll defer to the ‘Prince’s Street section — your play at this point is going to hinge on your musical tastes. You can expect to see me at Terrace for Raekwon, but I won’t try to cast any objective judgment on other people’s decisions. Act quickly though — the next step is in 90 minutes.

Obligatory Nomad Pizza stop — 2 p.m.

I’m not completely sure where Nomad Pizza actually is when it’s not visiting campus. They may well have an actual location, but I’d rather believe that this “nomadic” truck stops wherever hungry, drunk students are, irrespective to any actual business strategy. I do know that Nomad only comes around a few times a year, so you need to take advantage of the truck whenever it visits.

The Nomad Pizza stop is an excellent chance to catch your breath, but since Campus Club is right next to Tower you may want to catch Blue Scholars.

Taco Bell scavenging — 2:50 p.m.

The Taco Bell truck will be stationed in front of the Fields Center. You may not make it to dinner, so if you have any hunger left, kill it with some free burritos — and free beer at your club of choice — before heading over to …

Quad — 3 p.m.

By this time in the day, even the most awkward freshman should have built up enough momentum to not need this itinerary anymore. Enjoy Timeflies and Childish Gambino, and don’t forget the lemonade by the rear of Quad.

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Harvard

A Harvard instructor, Mey Akashah, pleaded guilty on Monday to transporting marijuana in her underwear into Bermuda on vacation. She is an instructor at the Harvard School of Public Health. Akashah testified in court that the marijuana she carried was for a medical prescription, though she was unable to provide evidence of this prescription. She did not receive any penalty.

Brown

Brown’s president, Ruth Simmons, will be delivering the Commencement address for the class of 2012. In the past, the University has brought well-known public figures, from Supreme Court justices to big names in foreign policy and journalism. Simmons is the first black president of any Ivy League school and will also be delivering addresses at several other universities.

Yale

Activists at Yale hit the streets late last week in a march for increased youth employment and union jobs. The march, called “Let’s Get to Work,” was organized by student advocates, as well as union representatives of University employees.

Cornell

Some students at Cornell are forced to sit through classes and examinations on “Slope Day” this Friday, their version of Lawnparties. According to The Cornell Daily Sun, students speculate that some may show up to their last of classes tipsy. The committee that plans Slope Day has not considered moving it to a non-school day, because it has been part of university tradition to hold Slope Day on a Friday.

Columbia

At Columbia, the student production “SPEARS: The Gospel According to Britney” was a big hit last weekend. This show, which sold out in under a minute, sought to portray the story of Jesus through Britney Spears lyrics.

Dartmouth

An art exhibit at Dartmouth features portraits created by Chilean prison inmates, in a collaborative program created by Dartmouth women and gender studies professor Pati Hernandez. The program, “Telling My Story,” seeks to bring to female inmates a form of expression. The exhibit will be on display until May 5.

University of Pennsylvania

Doug Lynch, Vice Dean of the Graduate School of Education at U Penn, resigned last week after the administration discovered that he had made false claims about receiving a doctoral degree from Columbia University. Lynch claimed that he received his doctoral degree from Columbia in 2007, but the Registrar at Columbia maintains that Lynch is still enrolled and has yet to complete his degree.

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Prefrosh, as our own Suzannah Beiner wrote last week, have something of an independent streak (occasionally this can lead to interesting complications).  Mine was no exception.  A nice enough fellow from Los Angeles who wants to be a journalist, he was stoic and reserved enough that our few conversations were only ever as awkward as they were friendly.

Some were more awkward than others.  One time I showed him a copy of the Prince over dinner and he regarded it with crossed eyes and a furrowed brow.

“It’s a bit small,” he mumbled as he scanned the page.

“Small?”  (My high school newspaper had consisted of one single-sided sheet of printer paper with two articles written by the same guy.)

“Yeah,” he said.

“Well, it is a daily,” I said.  “We can only fit in so many articles.”

“Mine was a monthly.  We had fifteen pages of original content to deal with, and laying things out was a lot of fun.  Very artistic.”  He smiled at me.  “I can get used to this, though, I guess.”

So that was fun.  But nevertheless I directed him Princeways and off he went, proceeding to carouse about the rest of campus for most of the day.  I’d text him on occasion to check in, but mostly the replies I got were “yeah im fine, at X” – with an implicit tone of “gosh leave me alone already.”

I can’t say I blame him.  My own prefrosh host had left me to my own devices, too – left me, in fact, completely alone, such that I had to wander picaresque from group to group and even figure out where to spend the night.  This was far more fun than it sounds.  Two random English majors in ENG 200 took me to eat at Mathey after I sat in on the lecture, just because I was a prefrosh; I went to several parties and one open-mic night; and somehow I found myself crashing on the futon of some random water polo players.  All in all it was a great time, and part of the reason I was so passionate about coming here in the first place.  A little exploration can’t hurt, can it?

My prefrosh woke up earlier than I did on his final day and split – but not before sending me a curiously eloquent text message.  “Thanks so much for hosting,” he said.  And he added: “I’m definitely coming to Princeton!!!”  That, to me, is enough validation.

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