”Back then” and earlier just after Stowe’s end of the world event, small dorms were the way to go even with a drunk of a cook. IIRC, we went through 3 or 4 cooks in 2 years. The drunk just stopped showing up, and we were on our own for a week+.
Breakfast was great for an early morning class, afternoon siesta/study, evening/night partier, but rooming with the Steward and resulting key access made for some decent late night snacks.
On then no-food-served weekends, verboten kitchen access made for some OK to good meals. After Universal or A&P/Rapps runs, my best weekend meals were burgers or less frequently chicken or cheap steak grilled on a Hibachi. Just recalled one anal RA never who never could figure out the Hibachi wasn’t stored in my nor anyone’s room. Such a Richard!