wine and whine

Last night I went over to Josie’s for her “experiment in community.” She wanted to gather people together in her new (and oh-so-chic) apartment and see what we thought of community. It also gave people reason to bring tons of food and drink and a reason for me to break out the six-year-old bottle of Chateau St. Michelle I’ve been hoarding. The party/experiment was a mix of my senior seminar classmates and those who studied aboard in Bangalore.

The food was heaven. Brandon made something Indian. Cheryl brought in her homemade cheescake. Dee made pasta with feta cheese. And Keane brought in 400 cans of Coors Light.

I got into a great discussion with an urban-planning major named Kalle. We talked about gentrification and how unfair it is. There’s something strange and oddly wonderful about seeing classmates outside of the classroom setting. The inhibitions are slightly lowered. After 8 weeks of talks on pedagogy, race, class, gender and privilege, we’re familiar with one another. A larger discussion began about what community means. Should we continue gatherings like this? What does community look like? The best quote out of it: “We need to have a balance. Too much intention is too stiff. Too much drink is just drunk.”

No one drank my wine, though. So now it’s back in the fridge.

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