Most Penn State graduates may be full of regrets: not getting high enough grades, not enough trips downtown, not developing meaningful relationships and so on. My only regret as I depart State College is not having a sandwich named after myself at a certain establishment.
While these food items may strictly be named for people with a long-lasting impact on the university, I should be bestowed the honor for inventiveness alone. Chicken breast, pepperoni, mozzarellas, oil, balsamic, basil pesto, tomato, red onion, cucumber, hot cherry peppers, oregano and garlic is the combination that is not only tantalizing but utterly savory.
Some may think, “Austen, did you put your face in the cold cut bin and blindly choose this outrageous assortment?”
No, in many hours of meditation, this creation appeared as an epiphany with as much gravity as that of inception of the DVR. But while legends will be remembered through ham, swiss, lettuce and the like, I will forever remember the afternoons that I enjoyed an Austen Soller.
senior - economics