Never

Never will I try eating at the dinner hall after everyone leaves for break. The reason -- no food. Really, almost none. I went in and had my choice of sandwich and something else so awful I dare not speak of it. I guess the dining halls start Thanksgiving break a day earlier than everyone else. The best part of the night, aside form the clear representation that no one cared, was the giant piece of green mold on the sandwich made before mine. When the kid pointed out this spore of bacteria on the edge of the crust the dining hall sandwich maker simply reached for another piece (from the same bag), examined it a few times and put it on top of the sandwich. Now that is attention to detail Haven.