I'm sure there are a lot of people who will say that there is a person or object that has always been there to help them through the craziest four years of their lives — as an avid food-lover, I'd like to dedicate this letter to one of the things that has gotten me through the ups and downs of college: D.P. Dough.

Dear D.P. Dough,

Thank you for always being a true rock in my college life. When I first discovered you as a shambly freshman, I knew right away that you were something special. As time went on and classes, guys, roommates and addresses changed, you always remained a constant. I know that, no matter the time of day, I can always depend on you to be there for me. 

Whether it's a drunken Saturday night, a hungover Sunday afternoon, or a sleepless night of studying during finals week, I know that I can depend on D.P. Dough to be right there with me through thick and thin. Not only are you a comfort food for all, but you also come with a sense of familiarity and dependability that can turn any environment into my personal comfort zone. 

So thank you, D.P. Dough, for all of the good times that you've brought over the past three years — you've been the real MVP more times than you know. Even though the shambles have lessened with time, the memories of many younger days spent with D.P. Dough will always remain. You rock. Never change.

Always and forever,

Katie