Door to Table in a Saturday Afternoon
The area around the University of Cincinnati, my alma mater, is laid out more or less like a big Monopoly board. The campus is one city block, and the streets around campus are filled with run down houses that get rented out to groups of students, packed in 4 to 7 per house. Different slum lords have begun buying up as many houses as they can on each street, and on the south side of campus they've begun putting up big 'hotels' that they rent by the bed and charge three times as much as usual for. Senior year of college I lived with five of my friends in a big, roach-infested house that we rented from a guy named Bill. Bill also owned most of the other houses on our street, which was more Oriental Ave. than it was Boardwalk, if you catch my drift. Even so, Bill was slowly working to fix up his properties, and one day we found two solid wood five panel doors out on the curb, demoed from the place next door. Naturally we snapped those up and moved them into our basem...