Numbers Game

An investigation of eating disorders at Yale.

Alex knows how many calories are in an egg. She knows how many calories are in a yolk, and how many are in the white. “That’s something I will know for the rest of my life,” she said. “That’s a raw fact. That’s like three times three for me.” Every bite adds up. Heeseung Kim The number of calories is only one side of the equation, though. The number of pounds is the other, and for a while, Alex wasn’t the only one closely tracking. . . Read more
Max Ehrenfreund
Handsome Dan

The most lionized animal in the New Haven jungle.

Handsome Dan is now in his seventeenth incarnation. The bulldog may not have a mane or know how to roar, but he’s still the most lionized animal in the New Haven jungle. There are animals stronger in number—pigeons, seagulls, tiny brown birds that hop, and squirrels fat from acorns and pizza—but as far as notoriety goes, the bulldog is king. Celebrated with fanfare and immortalized in iconography, Handsome Dan graces t-shirts, shot glasses and mugs: a blue and white swirl of protruding cheeks. He frowns. . . Read more
Aziza Tichavankunda
The Underdogs We Call Bulldogs

A Yale varsity athlete explores the place of sports in an academic world.

Standing together on the field and off. Adele Jackson-Gibson The Beautiful Game. The game said to bring the whole world together. I watched this summer’s World Cup in Paris, France; I have never seen much fervent passion, pride and celebration surrounding the game of soccer. Banners and flags waved from terraces, thousands sat in front of JumboTrons, wine glasses and beer mugs clinked after victories. There were hurrahs, yipees, and profanities. Sometimes, there were riots in the streets. Before the kickoff, bets were high on. . . Read more
Adele Jackson-Gibson
Rare Old Time

Letting loose at New Haven’s English Market.

At English Market, the shelves are stocked. Andrew Nelson During exam season, I don’t see much of the world except my computer screen.  But one Saturday afternoon I shut my laptop, break out of my room, and go shopping.  And not just any shopping—antique shopping. The blustery New Haven wind blows me down Chapel Street along the edge of the Green, past Dunkin Donuts, past the other Starbucks, past Citibank, and past Evolution Tattoo Studio to the doorstep of one of the best locations for. . . Read more
Abigail Droge

The place of bicycles among Yale’s Gothic spires.

Elegant and functional. Andrew Nelson Whether you come to belong to a place depends on how you get there.  Sometimes you’re greeted with open arms, and other times—with a bar to the chest. That’s how, until recently, Bass Library greeted bicyclists. “It’s absurd,” she said. “Almost in your face.” The silver-haired woman stared at a bar four inches in diameter and 42 inches from the ground. She had dismounted her bee-yellow Motobecane and, unwilling to lift the bike above her waist, now leaned it against. . . Read more
Andrew McCreary
Every Trick in the Book

A used bookstore in a digital world.

Book Trader. Andrew Nelson When Dave Duda first opened the Book Trader Café and bookstore twelve years ago, he stood behind the counter and announced, “This is it. I’m closing the book here. This is where I’m going to spend the rest of my life.” At the time, the store was one of four used bookstores in New Haven, each vying for Yale business. Today, it is the only one that remains. My mother owns an independent bookstore and I’ve been browsing through books my. . . Read more
Madeline Buxton
Talking Shops

The story of a street, a city, and a school.

The printer on the second floor of Tyco beats like the heartbeat of a marathoner gone aerobic. Founded by Michael Iannuzzi in 1971, the copying and printing company is one of the few small business that have seen the transformation of Broadway. Cutler's Record Shop still exists today; David's Cookies and Ice Cream, however, has long been replaced. Educated Burgher is another. There, a 1984 map of New Haven’s businesses still hangs on the wall, faded and irrelevant. Fewer than half of the businesses depicted. . . Read more
Juliana Hanle
Letter of Intent

Writing to inquire after a summer internship.

Office of Recruitment, Ivy League Division Generic Consulting Group, LLC 10 Times Square New York, New York 10036 Dear Mr. Recruiter, A sophomore English major at Yale University, I write to apply for a summer position at your firm, where its inspired mission statement and premium on teamwork and bold investment across the market makes me think that you will perhaps not read the end of this sentence wherein I fail to say anything because I will have succeeded so admirably at distracting you with. . . Read more
Sanjena Sathian
Baring All

The naked truth about nude modeling.

I started taking my clothes off for money when I was eighteen. In my first year of college at Cambridge, I was trying on some personality traits, throwing off others, always to make an impression. I’d march off to sessions with borrowed bathrobes, cheerfully passing friends and letting them know where I was going. I was proud of this new hobby and all that it entailed: my body, my confidence, my difference. From the earliest days to what is now my fifth year of modeling,. . . Read more
Charlotte Kingston
The Critic

Scenes with David Koskoff, Yale undergraduate theater’s biggest fan.

Before I met David Koskoff ’61 LAW ’64 and his wife Charlotte Koskoff, I sat behind them during an undergraduate performance of Tom Stoppard’s Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead this October. Mr. Koskoff was the one leaning over and explaining a joke to his wife, loud enough for me to hear, too. I had seen the pair in many Yale audiences, but they were no one’s parents or professors that I knew. When I found them after the play, Mr. Koskoff confirmed proudly that he. . . Read more
Jacqueline Feldman