Tired, sweaty and hungry, I slumped onto my couch after a late work shift. I was too lazy to cook for myself and hoped to run across something on the bike ride home. Since it was after 9 p.m., anything worthwhile in Irvine had already closed.
Few things in life are as dependable as UC Irvine’s Vendor Fair. Every quarter, the scent of kettle corn takes over campus and with it comes the anime booth, the used book sales, the questionable clothes and unnecessary but adorable trinkets for every occasion.
On a beautiful sunny Saturday morning, the grounds of Marian Bergeson Elementary School are quiet and empty — almost. Little by little, families emerge across the campus. Some carry umbrellas or tents, some have foldable sports chairs and all are ready for a morning of baseball.
The pub was buzzing, half due to excitement and half due to drunkenness. At the front of the line were the regulars, people who had gotten the news first: the Anthill Pub was bringing in a cask of new beer.
