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With the conclusion of the 2025 college football season, here are some notable storylines from this past year.
Ice cream shops are often treated as indulgences. At The Charmery, they are something closer to a neighborhood anchor. Founded over a decade ago, the Baltimore-based shop has become known for its weekly rotating flavors, deep commitment to local collaboration and belief that ice cream can be a vehicle for art, memory and community. Co-founder David Alima traces The Charmery’s roots to a shared dream with his wife Laura: to open a business grounded in craft, curiosity and place. In an interview with The News-Letter, Alima reflects on how The Charmery began, how its flavors come to life and why staying true to Baltimore has always mattered.
For students studying past midnight, EMTs coming off long shifts and night owls looking for more than fast food, 2AM Project has become a familiar name. With neon lights, a wide-ranging menu and doors open long after most kitchens close, the late-night spot has carved out a space in Baltimore’s evolving food scene. Founder Ken Leong, who goes by Kenny, started 2AM Project after realizing how limited late-night dining options were near campus and across the city. In an interview with The News-Letter, he reflects on building a restaurant for people with unconventional schedules, blending global comfort food with Baltimore staples and what it means to grow a business rooted in the city.
What started as a casual coffee run with his girlfriend has grown into a citywide exploration of Baltimore’s most underrated coffee shops. Through short-form videos that blend food, storytelling and everyday curiosity, Ace has built a growing platform centered on connection and presence. His coffee series takes viewers from neighborhood to neighborhood, highlighting local businesses while encouraging people to step outside their routines. In an interview with The News-Letter, Ace reflects on how the series began, what it has taught him about Baltimore and why creating is ultimately about human connection.
Welcome back for the spring, just in time for an unexpected winter storm. Between settling back in, syllabus season and snow in the forecast, this weekend is shaping up to be a slower return to campus life. If you do end up venturing out, there are a handful of things happening around the city, from concerts and theater to skating and a playoff watch party, all easy options for easing back into the semester.
Stone Meng, a senior majoring in Biomedical Engineering (BME) at Hopkins, was the 112th student body president and is the co-founder of Higher Grounds Vending. In an interview with The News-Letter, Meng discussed his experiences during his undergraduate years, ranging from his time in the Student Government Association (SGA) to his research in the field of dentistry.
Snow has a way of transforming the world, turning even the most ordinary day into something soft, quiet and full of magic.
The Road to Milano Cortina may be winding to an end, but we’re cruising through a hectic section where you must constantly check your mirrors or you’ll miss the action. It has been snowy here in Baltimore recently, so as you skate in the new ice rink or sled down the beach, imagine the training and skill of these athletes who have qualified.
4-Across: With 1-Down, something that is often encountered on the beach
1-Across: Charity golf tournament, often
On Dec. 3, Hopkins hosted the 21st annual Lighting of the Quads (LOTQ) celebration, a tradition organized by the Hopkins Organization for Programming (HOP) to mark the approaching end of the fall semester.
On Wednesday, Dec. 17, the Teachers and Researchers United (TRU-UE) union coordinated a noise demonstration at the Bloomberg Student Center to stand in solidarity and raise awareness for Ehsan Rajabi’s unprecedented circumstances.
I hate everything about them.
My thumb flipped the page, and I sat up straighter, holding my breath as my eyes glossed over the next page. Wait — what? How did the main character’s brother just get killed like that? He was alive in the last chapter...
From the outside, nothing looks wrong. I reluctantly get out of bed, go where I’m supposed to go, yap, laugh and dillydally. It doesn’t seem that anything has changed. I’m still me: I deliver the same jokes and remarks, I have the same competitive spirit, I have the same interests I am very vocal about. However, underneath the noise, it’s just silence.
I’ve always found peace in the sky. When I was younger, I’d look up at the clouds during long car rides and let my imagination go wild with stories of a fictional man jumping through the clouds. Even as I got older, my appreciation and admiration for the sky only grew stronger. I am from an area known as the Sun City. As such, I’ve always been able to define my home through beautiful sunsets and sunrises. When I came to Baltimore my freshman year, I was surprised by how different the sky was — sunny days felt like a cage and cloudy days were only dreary. I felt as though I was caged up by an unseen force that prevented me from being able to relax and take in my environment.
When I was a child, I thought that eating turkey on Thanksgiving was a historical myth, like finding a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow on St. Patrick’s Day or getting hit by Cupid's arrow on Valentine’s Day. Each November, I would make as many hand turkeys as I could possibly fit in my sparkly pink backpack, and then go to my Abuela’s house to eat a traditional feast of pan de bono, empanadas, ajiaco, mazorca, platanos, arroz con leche and jugo de maracuya. Like we all do every year, right?
If the 2021 F1 championship race embodied the song “Skyfall” by Adele, the lead up to the 2025 Abu Dhabi Grand Prix was the epitome of “The Final Countdown” by Europe. I have been covering the 2025 F1 season since its kickoff in March, and the stories that have emerged were constant page turners. This was it, the race that would determine the Driver’s World Champion, the driver who would be allowed to change their number to 1 next season, the driver who would receive unparalleled prestige on the international stage.
In less than two months, all eyes will be on Italy. The country is not unfamiliar with hosting the Olympics, having previously held the 1960 Summer Games (Rome), the 1956 Winter Games (Cortina d’Ampezzo) and the 2006 Winter Games (Turin). This time over 3,500 athletes gather in this iconic hotspot, representing 93 countries. Uniquely, the Games will be spread out over 250 miles between Milan and Cortina, and will also span twelve venues across a multitude of regions in Northern Italy.
As expected, my first semester at Hopkins yielded a welcome amount of intellectually stimulating conversations. Yet one that occurred recently has stuck in my mind. It prompted a thorough self-examination of my beliefs, which is a place I didn’t think I would reach after only a few months on campus.