Thayer Street Face-Off

The “I Can’t Cook Book” is the title of a never-opened cookbook that magically appeared in the living room of the apartment I share with my roommates. I assume that this book is meant for me because my roommates have no trouble cooking for themselves and getting all of their nutrients in. I, on the other hand, have been living solely on the classic college meals: eggs, pb&j, grilled cheese, Ramen, mac ‘n’ cheese and sautéed spinach (which my roommates just taught me to make). Sometimes I consume all of these things in one day, but if I’m lucky, my roommates will make extra food, and I can eat a real meal.

Coming to college, I was expecting this. My mom (whose Christmas present will be the “I Can’t Cook Book” from my apartment) cannot cook either, so my family orders out for pretty much every meal. I am close to doing this with the restaurants on Thayer. I’ve survived two weeks on my repertoire of recipes, but I don’t think I can last much longer. Everyone knows that on Thayer street, there are important rivalries to explore.

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Brunojis

In 1rown Town 2 they say 333 that there’s only one way in and one way out 44.

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Death by Chocolate Cake

I’ve only met one person who doesn’t like chocolate, so I’m assuming that the information I’m about to give is crucial to most. The best chocolate cake in Rhode Island is in your midst, as Gregg’s Restaurant has several locations (Providence, Warwick, East Providence, and North Kingstown). Go to one.

Gregg’s Restaurant is your classic family diner, featuring home-style meals and friendly servers. What makes Gregg’s different from the rest is their chocolate cake, aptly named “Death by Chocolate Cake,” which made me realize that this is how I’d like to die.

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Grandma and her chocolate cake not pictured

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Everyone Loves (Ken’s) Ramen

Ramen holds a special place in college students’ hearts. We depend on late night meals to keep our study grind going, often leading to a date with noodle cups.

Once you get a taste of Ken’s Ramen, a mere 10-minute walk from the Faunce steps, you’ll never want to eat shitty ramen out of a Styrofoam microwavable cup again. Brown and RISD students can easily walk to Ken’s Ramen, get an extra Hirata pork bun from the money saved on an Uber and call it a reward for exercising. Sometimes I debate going there and just ordering 10 pork buns for my meal. But then, I remember just how delicious the noodles are.

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