Sitting and reflecting on my time at Wash. U., I’ve drawn a blank on what to write about here. I could fill this entire issue reflecting on and critiquing University policy, the administration and campus affairs, but that would give off the wrong impression about how much I’ve enjoyed my time here. Just as easily, I could fill this space with nostalgic reminiscing about my college career, attempting to illustrate some broad, esoteric lesson explaining the meaning of college. Instead, I’m going to set my sights on a message slightly more earthy: have fun.

After four years of writing for Student Life, it’s hard to believe that this is my last contribution to the paper. I’ve covered a nationally televised debate, bubble wrap covering Bowles Plaza and everything in between. I’ve interviewed students, faculty and staff on countless subjects and spent more sleepless nights than I’d care to admit on the third floor of the Danforth Center pushing to finish the paper before deadline. Student Life has defined my college experience, offering me a support system, great friendships and amazing memories. Most of all, Student Life has been a space to be myself and to enjoy.

Whether you will be on campus next year or off in the “real world” somewhere, I hope you can find that space for yourself. Be it a campus organization, a job, community service or something else, find a place where you can have fun and be accepted. There is a lot to be seen in the world and lots to accomplish, but the best things will follow from simply stepping back and having fun.

This is certainly not the most profound advice in the world, but it is important and worth sharing.

To my family and friends who have kept me sane throughout the last four years, I say thank you. For the runs in Forest Park, for listening to my crazy ideas or for just taking my phone calls whenever I’ve needed to talk, I am more appreciative than you could ever know.

To all the Student Life staff members who will be here next year, good luck: treasure every story and every late night (Kate and Josh, I’m looking at you). Every issue, you will have the opportunity to meet amazing people from every part of campus—take advantage of that, and you will have an amazing time.

To the rest of the University community: thank you for everything that you have allowed me to experience. The students, faculty and staff here give the University its character and have created an incredibly special atmosphere that I am glad to have taken part in.

Whether you are graduating this month or whether you will be here next year, live and enjoy, you have great opportunities ahead of you.

Sam can be reached via e-mail at sam.guzik@gmail.com.

Why would you ever do anything that is not fun? That is what I ask them. The answers are invariably some form of either “I don’t know” or “because I have to.” Neither of those is a sufficient reason to do something unenjoyable.

Socrates said, “The unexamined life is not worth living.” How could you do something without knowing why? Motivation is the key to every action. The only way to truly and completely do anything—and do it well—is to know why it must be done. And all motivation comes from within. The reason that anyone does anything comes from within. Not knowing your motivation simply means that what you are doing is not well thought out.

As to requirements, they are irrelevant. We all have to do things. But we oftentimes get a choice of what those things are, and even when we don’t, the simple fact that an action is required of us does not in any way preclude it from being fun. It is simply an issue of framing or gaming.

For instance, throughout the course of my college career, I have had to write a few essays. I have not particularly wanted to write the vast majority of them. That, however, is a very negative way of viewing the essays. Instead of trying to write something I did not want to write, I changed the topic of the essay to something I wanted to write about. This makes the process fun. Also, passion shines through in writing and improves it. By framing the essays in a way that made them fun to write, I improved their quality.

Some things are hard to frame. Sometimes, you have to walk for a long stretch all alone. You have no one to talk to. Maybe it’s raining. Casting this in a positive light is going to be tough. Why not play a game? Maybe you watch other walkers—solitary or otherwise—and come up with backstories for them. Maybe you relive the last great moment you had. Maybe you just fantasize about being in a different place. Maybe you take a Superball out of your pocket and start bouncing it as you go. No matter what you do, though, simply by doing something you enjoy, you’ve taken a dull and boring walk and turned it into something much, much more.

Robert Heinlein once wrote, “Man is the animal that laughs.” Oscar Wilde wrote, “Life is far too important a thing to ever talk seriously about it.” Let loose. Have fun. Do what you like; like what you do. Not only is it the best way to live life, but it is also the only way to live life well.

Amighetti’s, a bakery and sandwich shop on the Hill, combines good eats with a gregarious crowd. (Peter Davis | Student Life)

Friendly service, fun ambiance and respectable food: It’s all part of the experience at the Hill’s famous bakery and sandwich shop, Amighetti’s. After years of enduring social pressure, I finally checked out the eatery renowned for its extra-fresh bread and savory meats.

Like any restaurant on the Hill, Amighetti’s emanates a charm that cannot be duplicated by other St. Louis eateries. The quaint deli sits unassumingly on Wilson Avenue among many other old buildings. Everything seems peaceful until you actually enter the restaurant—all of a sudden, the ambience changes.

At 1 p.m. on a Tuesday, the tiny, classically-decorated restaurant was already packed. Schoolchildren, apparently skipping math class for a sandwich bigger than their arms, were running around joyfully.

Customers were smiling and the whole place was filled with the buzz of congeniality. Everyone appeared to know everyone else, creating a giant circle of friends, I observed from the outside. This didn’t last long; five minutes after my friend and I sat down, we were approached by a jovial fellow who asked us if he and his friends could join us. Ordinarily, there are few things I’d like less than having to talk at length to a stranger with a giant meatball stain on his shirt, but at Amighetti’s, this seemed like the norm.

The service mirrored the customer base; the staff all seemed happy to be there and proud to be presenting their product in the best light possible. They ask you how your day is, they explain the ingredients of every dish to you, and, for the most part, they seem to be genuinely glad that you are there.

After about 10 minutes, our food was delivered to the table. The first order of business was the lasagna. I ordered this because I saw it on one of the other tables and it looked great. Not charred but not undercooked, the lasagna was a golden brown on a canvas of rich red.

A vital component of success in the kingdom of pasta dishes is the freshness of the noodle. As seen in this dish and others, when it comes to being fresh, Amighetti’s gets it right. There’s something about the great texture and taste of a noodle right out of the oven that brings a dish to another level.

The lasagna noodles were cooked superbly so that they were firm without being chewy. The melted cheese was gooey and delicious with a sharper taste that provided a great contrast to the tomato sauce.

Speaking of the sauce, this was my only problem with the lasagna. The sweet, slightly tangy taste of tomatoes was okay, but it was just not great. I suppose I was looking for a slightly more distinctive flavor from the sauce, but it never came. Again, it did not ruin the plate, but rather changed my opinion of the lasagna from being fantastic to being good.

On to the real reason I went to Amighetti’s: their sandwiches. I ordered “the Special,” which consisted of (deep breath) Genoa salami, roast beef, ham, pepperoncini, brick cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, onions and Amighetti’s famous, super-duper special sauce, all on their even more famous, wonderfully fresh Italian bread.

Let’s start with the bread. Forget the lasagna noodles because this bread blows them away. Place anything (besides villainous peanut butter) between two pieces of Amighetti’s bread and I would like it.

The sandwiches are huge—really long and really wide. What makes the sandwich most difficult to fit in one’s mouth, however, is the layer upon layer of meat Amighetti’s piles on.

What was so special about this sandwich was that you could taste its different layers, with the spicier, saltier salami and pepperoncini standing out from the sweeter and more savory flavors of the ham and roast beef. Although I did not pick up much flavor from the cheese, it did serve to add an unnecessary 100-200 calories to an already guilt-laden meal (I’m not even going to write about the Amighetti’s head-sized, flavorless cookie I bought and ate right after). The vegetables were pretty ordinary, leaving us to discuss the super-secret “sauce to end all sauces.”

In 1879, archaeologist Othniel Charles Marsh claimed to have discovered a new dinosaur, which he called Brontosaurus. In 1903 it was shown that the by-then-famous Brontosaurus was in fact the same dinosaur as the previously discovered Apatosaurus. Eerily similar, in 1921 Amighetti’s was founded and its “special sauce” became mildly well known. Nearly 90 years later, my sleuth team has discovered that Amighetti’s super sauce is remarkably akin to the little-known condiment “mayonnaise.”

Now I don’t mean to spark controversy; all I’m saying is that I’m pretty sure I saw Mrs. Amighetti at Schnucks the other day asking for a price check on 40 bottles of Hellmann’s. In any event, if you like mayo, something tells me you’ll like the sauce. This was a great sandwich at a good value. Try it!

I also got a chance to test the vegetarian sandwich, which came with an assortment of vegetables and cheese, along with the sauce. It was pretty ordinary and frankly disappointing compared to the first sandwich. To gain a more satisfying experience with this one, try ordering it without the vegetables, cheese and sauce.

In general, Amighetti’s is quite inexpensive considering the large portion sizes. And most of the food was pretty good. If you’re looking for a unique experience during the daytime, I’d recommend venturing to the Hill for a giant sandwich and a fun time with a gregarious crowd.