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“Foods” was the name of our high school cooking class. It along with “Sewing” and “Parent and Child,” the class in which we carried around a heavy, conspicuously floppy plastic baby that would cry at night and in the middle of class, were the three home economics classes offered by my high school. I’m not sure what my college admissions officers thought when they read “Foods” listed directly beneath “AP Calculus” on my transcript....