Folks, as you read this, I will be finished with my junior year classes. All that stands between me and the magical land of Wisconsin are two finals. Chemical Engineering Reactions and Mass Transfer. They will be doozies. I will be forever grateful to finish this brutal academic year.
Have you ever had pistachio ice cream? It seems like the sort of flavor I would find at my grandparent’s house, in the depths of their double door fridge and avoid at all. But today, I am going to change that. I will single-handedly demolish the old-lady stigma that pistachio ice cream has. Intrigued? Read on!