Before coming to college I never considered myself a picky eater. I consumed each helping of vegetables and chicken my mom placed on our kitchen table without protest.

Whether you’re undergoing some stress relief with a vat of ice cream, overfeeding yourself for that biology test or just sharing some chips with friends, food, we can agree, is key to the college experience. People appreciate having the food that they like and want at their disposal.

Soulard Market befuddles your senses. Calls of “strawberries!” and “fresh frog legs!” collide and bounce into you. The infinite colors and fragrances swirl so quickly from the stands that you begin to smell the moist greens, yellows and reds of the peppers. What look like ordinary grapes grow to the size of half dollars as you approach the heaped bunches.