Support the ‘Prince’
Please disable ad blockers for our domain. Thank you!
Use the fields below to perform an advanced search of ' archives. This will return articles, images, and multimedia relevant to your query. You can also try a Basic search
1000 items found for your search. If no results were found please broaden your search.
This week, Street had the opportunity to sit down with the officers of BodyHype and chat about their experience with one of the most successful and captivating dance companies on campus. President Amy Sun ’14, Vice President Celina Culver ’15 and Artistic Director Alison Malkowski ’14 offered an inside look into BodyHype’s group dynamic, artistic inspiration and their upcoming show “Redemption.”
Quadrangle Club: Kingsfoil, 3 p.m.; Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, 4 p.m.
I met him at Terrace. I was looking for a boy in my math class who had texted me earlier, and instead found N. He knew the girl who had led me upstairs and stopped her to talk. After she left, he asked me just one question — whether I discriminated against smokers. I smiled at the thought of the make-out session I knew would follow my answer, and he picked up on the signal. The scene was typical. I leaned back and was just drunk enough that the change in balance kept me mentally engaged while he took over. Two girls nearby had been watching us and giggled about our cuteness. N told them they only thought it was cute because we were both boys and then asked if I wanted to go back to his room.
They hardly spoke. One boy had already wandered off alone for a few minutes; another had his face plastered to the glass casing of the Bent Spoon ice cream at Witherspoon's, and the others simply stood around, either clutching their therapists or fiddling with the communication devices strapped around their necks. These were the children of Eden Autism Services, a nonprofit organization based in Princeton, NJ that provides education, support and training for children and adults with autism. Founded by Dr. David L. Holmes and the families of autistic children in 1975, a time when autism was still a somewhat unknown and rare disorder, the well-known organization today operates out of an outreach center in Princeton Forrestal Village and is highly regarded throughout the nation for its diverse and comprehensive services and training.
By CHELSEA JONES
Concert: Rafal Blechacz
I promised myself that I wouldn’t be the sort of reviewer who does nothing but shower praise. I would be stern, critical, with a healthy rationing of compliments and complaints. But then diSiac showed up and ruined everything. “Ablaze,” diSiac Dance Company’s spring show, is excellent. So excellent, in fact, that at times they made me forget that I was supposed to be reviewing their performance. I found myself being swept up in the dancing.
After wandering about for a few minutes along Witherspoon Street looking for the entrance to Infini-T, my friends and I came across a bright green sign guiding us to our destination. Upon entering the dimly lit cafe, I was alarmed to notice that I had starved myself all day in anticipation of a big meal, only to find a small selection of snack foods and an infinite number of fragrant teas. Nonetheless, we swallowed our strong desire to abandon this shop and head to Hoagie Haven and tentatively ordered some sandwiches, soup and tea.
Living in Forbes means that anywhere farther than Frist is often viewed as unreasonably far. The only compelling reason why I made the long and treacherous journey to Palmer Square was Teresa Caffe.
Have you ever wondered what it’d be like if a Sanchez sandwich and a pizza had a baby? Stop dreaming and find out for yourself.
Although Mediterra was fairly packed for a Sunday lunch, the restaurant maintained a casually elegant ambience, an effect achieved by chic decor and beautiful wood paneling. Unfortunately, the lunch menu was rather limited — sandwiches and salads comprised most of the entree choices. I also expected more authentic Mediterranean dishes but found that the menu had more Italian and Spanish influences. Setting my confusion aside, I elected to order the Wester Ross Scottish Salmon while a friend got the Spring Rigatoni, as per the suggestion of our pleasantly attentive waiter.
Situated between Blue Point Grill and Small World Coffee, Nassau Street Seafood & Produce Company is an unassuming place to grab a bite. Simultaneously a seafood market, produce store and a place for casual seafood takeout, the store is situated to fit its many purposes. The small building features a long, narrow walkway framed by seafood on the left and various produce and pre-prepared refrigerated foods on the right as you walk up to the cash register to order your meal.
Princeton Shakespeare Company’s “The Taming of the Shrew” takes to the stage this Thursday for its second and final weekend of performances. Directed by Maeli Goren ’15, this production occupies a space somewhere between traditional reproductions of Shakespeare’s comedy and more progressive theatrical choices. Although “Taming” benefits from stellar performances from its main actors and a general high energy among the cast, the show’s more problematic issues remain unaddressed due to a lack of clear direction.
I’ve only seen my roommate up before 8 a.m. twice in my life. Both times were the mornings that students had to select courses for the following term. This semester marks the first time I’ll be joining in the frantic scurry to successfully register for the classes that I — like so many other freshmen — have spent hours tailoring to create a perfect schedule. For the past two terms, I’ve followed a regimented engineering curriculum, filled with too many prerequisites to have any real choices available and lectures with caps just large enough to kill all of my excitement on the morning of registration. Now, anxiously watching juniors and sophomores push enrollment numbers toward their limits has made me yearn for my days of safety in the school of engineering.
Agricola Community Eatery, Princeton’s newest high-end restaurant, combines farm-to-table principles with fine dining. The decor has a minimal yet rustic aesthetic, complemented by its flannel-clad waitstaff. More importantly, Agricola’s seasonal menu features ingredients derived from local farms, including its own Great Road Farm, and is incredibly vegetarian-friendly.
This Friday, Caroline Hertz and I consumed roughly 4,637 calories in one sitting. While the third world wept, we smiled giddily through our choco-hazes. Ladies and gentlemen, we give you: Cheeburger Cheeburger.
Channeling the spirits of my pub-dwelling predecessors, I strolled down Triumph Brewing Company’s long entryway with a sense of womb-like familiarity. I picked up the menu for a cursory glance, already knowing I was going to order my favorite item, the Epic Burger. Shock, numbness, ice-cold fear: It was gone.