Seeing tables of boho 20- and 30-year-olds come back and forth with plates of roasted brussel sprouts, overflowing frittatas and fluffy waffles made me dream of having a five-thousand-follower Instagram account where all I did was have brunch everyday and post it an hour later.
It was the first week of college, and I felt funky. Ostracized to Baits II housing, I decided to hit the town as a fresh blood and search for a hipster coffee shop with the hopes of preventing alienation from creeping in at all corners.
The time has come, folks. Each year, The Michigan Daily uses the power of editorial freedom to consult University lovers and locals on what’s hot in Ann Arbor. Maybe you had a bangin’ breakfast at a place downtown or picked out just the right top for your night out with your closest enemies.
Michigan Time is soon to be a relic of the University’s past, but before it was brutally murdered, it was sweet relief to the thousands of students who used those 10 minutes to breathe just a little bit easier.