That college in the desert was poo poo. I'd recommended that to a friend in Berkeley in the mid-60s because (as I understood admissions process, for reasons I won't go in to at any length, he could attend college without having graduated High School. I had looked into this while hating my high school experience in Claremont, and was willing to attempt the leap, but an older more experienced adult warned me away from that track of thinking. "If you don't graduate from college, then you won't have any degree" which meant working behind the counter of Newberry's dishing out bread pudding (although if it were good bread pudding I wouldn't mind so much) but I realized I had to earn enough money from working a job to be able to make a living which I certainly wouldn't be able to get at Newberry's.
There was a great lunch counter in a drug store in Pomona I could stop in at after work and sometimes have a dish of bread pudding there.