A dining area called the Reynolds Club at the University of Chicago, uncrowded on a Saturday afternoon. There is a large, upscale food court off to the right, serving bright, overachieving kids the nutrition they demand. They all agree it looks a bit like the dining hall at Hogwarts, if somewhat less dank. When I caught some of these portraits of old deans and profs out of the corner of my eye, I could swear some nodded and winked at me.
