Welcome back to The Eye! On our quiet campus this fall, Columbia has missed its athletics, including the annual Homecoming game celebration. However, that doesn’t mean that sports has stopped completely—The Eye and Spectator’s Sports section have collaborated to create the Sports Issue to capture the struggles and triumphs of a remote season, by detailing the communities that sports foster even when we are so far away.

Throughout the course of this fellowship, we challenged our 12 bright-eyed fellows for The Eye and Sports to answer this question: What does it mean to write a feature? 

Welcome to The Eye’s quarantine cookbook! In this collection of recipes, memories, and stories, staff members of The Eye have contributed dishes that they have been enjoying during the quarantine. These recipes not only result in tasty meals and treats, but also hold special meaning to each staffer. We hope these recipes below will speak to you and bring you comfort during these uncertain times.

As the semester stumbles toward its end, here at The Eye, we are so happy to share a few awesome articles from this week!

Welcome to day ? (who’s counting anymore?) of quarantine. The Eye is here with your dose of student magazine journalism:

We hope that you are staying safe and healthy in these trying times. As we settle into online classes, we are so happy to present you with some new Eye content! In this letter, we will be breaking down issues five and six.

These are crazy times; it’s stressful, chaotic, and truly alarming to think about how we are living through a historic pandemic. Since our last issue, there have been many changes: Classes have shifted to be taken online, only essential employees are working on campus, all courses this semester will be graded pass/fail, and the vast majority of students have left campus for the rest of the semester. Here at The Eye and throughout Spectator, we have transitioned to virtual production, and we are doing everything we can to continue to connect you—our readers—with interesting, factual, and relevant information.

Somewhere between hour four and hour six of the journey, I lost all sense of time and space. We were either in Ohio or Pennsylvania. It wasn’t quite day anymore, but it definitely wasn’t night. The lingering smell of the movie-theater-flavored cold microwave popcorn we ate earlier was both comforting and sickening.

Grace Bertelli, CC ’21, found herself scrambling for housing options on Sunday morning when she learned she had to vacate her dorm. Members of her family are immunocompromised, so going home could risk exposing them to COVID-19 and endangering their lives.