My first Food Studies class was last night, and it was every bit as brilliant as I was hoping for. The professor is wicked smaht but incredibly approachable, the people in the class are friendly, and the topics we discussed in our abbreviated first class already thrilled me to my fingertips.
While the professor promised that "I don't want to kill you", she did tell us it was her job to make our brains feel like they're going to explode. She also said it was her job to make us better writers. I'm all for exploding brains in order to be a better writer.
Eat, drink, and flex those cerebral muscles!