I took a seat and dug into my fajita — it wasn’t as cheesy as a good fajita should be, but was perfectly edible. The pastry I ate bore little resemblance to any croissant I’d ever had in the past. In the end, I was not impressed with University College’s food, but, to be fair, I had only two dishes and the hall is known to be hit-or-miss. Approximately $9 for a main, drink, and dessert. While the food was less than spectacular, Howard Ferguson Hall does have a few things going for it: meals are available to go, and you’re encouraged to bring your own containers to save money and the environment. The pay-per-item system is ideal if you’re a light eater or simply aren’t too hungry.Burwash Hall is structured so that diners file past that day’s options in a single line and serve themselves. While this system conveniently takes you past every option without the hassle of multiple lines, it does pose an ethical dilemma: is it socially acceptable for those who aren’t interested in the first dish to bypass the initial bottleneck and butt in near a different dish? Only experts in etiquette can say.

On the menu was carrot ginger or scotch broth soup, chicken curry, aloo gobi masala, warm naan bread, various hot vegetables, and pineapple upside down cake. Everything is self-serve, making it easy to get exactly what and how much you want. Unless you find yourself in the deepest pits of studying hell, I strongly recommend bypassing the coffee.chicken curry, enough naan to render a fork unnecessary, salad, and a chocolate chip cookie (which I toasted illegally).Burwash’s high ceiling and windows combined with its long wooden tables make it the perfect place to live out your Harry Potter fantasies (house elves not included). The butter chicken was excellent, but, full disclosure, I am a Vic student, so I know other nights to be less than appetizing (I speak specifically of meatloaf night, avoided by all). A good Burwash night is cause for celebration, but is certainly not the norm.

Burwash is a bit pricy for the average quality of the food, so go when hungry and with enough friends to wile away the hours. Its greatest downfalls are its limited hours (dinner is from 4:00 pm–7:30 pm on weeknights) and its sometimes too-greasy food.Trinity College’s dining hall is a vision of wood-paneled opulence — a sort of Xanadu built from varnished logs, if you will. Coats of arms, which have neither jackets nor limbs, surround you as you try to eat your meal; a cluster of coats dangle precariously over the dining hall exit, accompanied by the haunting phrase, “Slow comes the hour; its passing speed how great.” I think that means, “Eat, and get the hell out.”The façade of ostentatiousness crumbled ever so slightly when I looked at the menu; although advertised as “battered Pollock loin,” what arrived on my plate was little more than fish and chips. I eschewed the fajita station and went straight for the battered goodness, which came in a relatively tame portion size, but was nevertheless quite tasty.