The pastry-savvy members of the American Medical Students Association are having a festive, Halloween-y bakesale on the Lerner Ramps from now until 5 PM. Proceeds will benefit their spring break trip to Peru.

The table is stocked with your usual bake sale fare, with a welcome emphasis on cupcakes. And then there are also chocolate chip cookies with orange and black chocolate chips. It's really quite something.

In celebration of the beginning of High Holidays, Bwog offers a roundup of the city's finest nosh purveyors. Spice up your Rosh Hashanah spread with some alternatives to Zabars.

Russ and Daughters
If Westside's lox doesn't do it for you, then head to the Lower East Side for delicious smoked salmon in addition to a wide selection of other fish, including stable, sturgeon and other standbys. The prices are high, so order carefully. This is also a great place to stock up on more affordable treats like tsimmis, kugel and herring.


Barney's Greengrass
Barney's claims it's the city's sturgeon king, but Bwog disagrees; your best bet is a Corned beef and sliced onion triple-decker. Prices tend to be high -- $12 for a sandwich -- but you're getting a lot of meat.

Hot apple cider and chocolate chip cookies being served NOWby a friendly attendant in the basement of Kent! The edibles are between the financial services office and the student service center for all of you tuition payers and bureaucracy crawlers.

Go get it and get that Spring 07 sticker while you're at it -- you'll need it to bypass snooty admissions takers at museums.

Overheard! in Café 212:
Girl 1: It really sucks that Anna Nicole Smith's kid died.
Girl 2: How'd he die?
Girl 1: He overdosed on drugs.
Passing Boy: If Anna Nicole Smith was my mom, I'd probably
do drugs too.
[Girls 1, 2 stare as passing boy passes by.]

Overheard! outside of Carman:
[Mobile phone.] "Well, I went to talk to my advisor today, and he wasn't even there! The secretary lady told me I'd have to come back with a form, but I'm not sure which form she means—I was going to ask the advisor! Ugghh, Columbia! There's just so much... What's the word? Bureaucracy!"
Columbia: a school of hard knocks and unwittingly repetitive railers.

Overheard! on the west end of the Low Library steps:
[Mobile phone.] "What do you mean she doesn't want the Nobel!"

Overheard! at the EC security desk:
Male Security Guard: The more you drink, the better you look. And I would know, as I've been drunk many a times.
Some Preppy Guy: ...

Overheard! in Intermediate Macroeconomics:
Xavier Sala-I-Martin: But even sperm, you put a helmet on sperm, you get no cookies!

Warm thanks and congratulations to tipsters Brandie Moreno, Taylor Walsh, Seth Berliner, John Shekitka, and John Klopfer. Send us your gossip, one and all!

MALLOMARS ARE IN SEASON!
They're $3 a box at Fairway.
And Wikipedia knows what's up:

Dangerous Environments

Warm environments are not the only dangerous ones for Mallomars and their cousins. Because of the numerous air pockets within the marshmallow, changes in air pressure can cause drastic changes in the size of the biscuit, thus destroying the integrity of the chocolate coating. For instance, most airlines keep their aircraft cabins pressurized at a level which is slightly below that of normal ground pressure. This can ruin the unblemished surface of such a cookie, removing part of the visual pleasure and anticipation that comes when the box is opened. Fortunately, this does not affect the unmistakable strong chocolate aroma.

Bwog reminds you to make sure you eat your mallomars before you retreat to your E.C. highrise.