Ever since my train ride into Penn Station on Saturday, all I could talk about was Heidi's food. (This, unfortunately, was much to the chagrin of my poor parents, who hear about how great her cooking is the whole year round. Sorry, Mom and Dad!) Feeding 32 girls (in various stages of appetite, ranging from "slightly hungry" to "ravenous") can't be easy, but Chef Heidi makes it look simple. So far at the course we've eaten everything from traditional New York pizza and bagels to the more exotic falafel, fajitas, and flan -- all while drinking our requisite two glasses of water per meal, of course! I suppose it only makes sense that feeding us such good food would result in such a great choral sound -- which reminds me that I can't wait to sing Evensong again tonight!

--Angharad