Walking into the Grewcock Student Union any day around 11:55 p.m., you won’t see much – maybe a few students on couches reading or talking quietly. But enter the union at 11:55 p.m. on the Sunday of homecoming week, and you’ll be greeted with blasting music, jumping feet, and screaming students. Welcome to the Banner Drop — one of the...
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Daughter, son, frat: chef cooks for Hillsdale
Wayne Babcock’s dream as a child was to open his own restaurant. At age 32 he returned to Hillsdale to make this dream a reality. Wayne Babcock grew up in Hillsdale. After graduating from Northwood University with a degree in hospitality, he moved to Nevada to work in food services at a casino. He worked in every capacity that a...
QUICK HITS with Christina Lambert
Christina Lambert, assistant professor of English, talks Indian food, literature, and paragliding. If you could meet any author, who would you meet? S. Eliot loved to go out in London for a good dinner and a night at the theater. He’d often write his menu on the back of the playbill. I’d join for an evening of theater and good...
The magic behind Metz
When 12:51 p.m. rolls around in the Knorr Dining Hall, the same chaotic group of students rush to the stationary conveyor belt, crowd the coffee bar, and race to the ice cream machines. The exit door of the dinning hall perpetually swings open as students sling their backpacks over one shoulder, carrying a brimming cup of coffee in one hand...
Remembering Prestley Blake’s recipe for success
Stewart Prestley Blake’s rules for life were simple: don’t drink, don’t smoke, don’t bed hop, work hard, and have dessert with every meal. While his stepdaughter Susan Abello doesn’t recommend following Blake’s eating habits, she attributes his success as a father, friend, business owner, and philanthropist to these core principles. Blake, who died in 2021 at the age of 106,...
A walk on the wild side: exotic petting zoo opens
Nature’s Creek Zoo is home to exotic animals like the Bengal cat, pictured here. Lauren Scott | Collegian After following a dirt road with signs pointing me toward Nature’s Creek Zoo, I arrived at a house that looked more fitting to be a farm than a petting zoo. Looking for a place to purchase tickets, I knocked on the door....
