A Stain to Remember
I have a habit of staining things. For whatever reason, I am just really good at it. Sometimes we attribute this to my dad because he stains everything just like I do. But regardless, all the stains over the years have definitely made my mom an expert at getting them out. However, now that I’m abroad, I no longer live with an expert stain-remover nor do I have the proper supplies to tackle a stain on my own. At the same time, I figured if the problem arose I’d figure it out one way or another. Then this happened: The stain I think it’s safe to say this the worst stain I’ve ever had to clean out. Funny thing is, this was not my own doing for once. Earlier this week, the study abroad group from Loyola got together for dinner with our advisor here amidst all the chaos. It was a Middle Eastern restaurant called Ima and the group dinner featured a variety of different plates, one being a chicken curry dish....