Well, here it is.... a complete life. I found the best pizza I have ever eaten, and it is right down the street. Walking distance. Illianos. I got a piece of buffalo chicken pizza and it was simply amazing. I could have eaten an entire pizza, I'm sure. But, come to think of it-that slice was damn expensive. I think I paid about $4 for it.
Anyway. It was fantastic. I'd say worth the money.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Monday, May 2, 2011
Veggies
I've done it! I went without meat for a month.
It really wasn't that difficult for me as I don't eat a lot of meat anyway. The hard part was that I couldn't just stop and get a quick bite to eat, because most "quick" places are not veggie friendly. It was also hard going to out to eat for that very same reason. I feel as thought restaurants are getting a lot better and moving to having healthier options on their menus. Healthier options don't always mean no meat, but they often mean more veggies-so at least a vegetarian can opt out of the meat and still get something of substance.
The thing is now... I don't know if I want to eat meat anymore. I don't want to be a vegetarian, because I love chicken and I love BACON! At the grocery store this Sunday I couldn't bring myself to buy that nasty looking raw chicken. So, maybe if someone else makes it for me I'll eat it.
My Updated List!
It really wasn't that difficult for me as I don't eat a lot of meat anyway. The hard part was that I couldn't just stop and get a quick bite to eat, because most "quick" places are not veggie friendly. It was also hard going to out to eat for that very same reason. I feel as thought restaurants are getting a lot better and moving to having healthier options on their menus. Healthier options don't always mean no meat, but they often mean more veggies-so at least a vegetarian can opt out of the meat and still get something of substance.
The thing is now... I don't know if I want to eat meat anymore. I don't want to be a vegetarian, because I love chicken and I love BACON! At the grocery store this Sunday I couldn't bring myself to buy that nasty looking raw chicken. So, maybe if someone else makes it for me I'll eat it.
My Updated List!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Veggie Tales
So, I spent three days in South Carolina to see my baby cousin, Elizabeth, graduate from Marine Boot camp. I've decided that SC doesn't count as a new state because I am almost 100% positive I spent a night there on the way to Florida with my best friend, Amie, and her parents after 8th grade. As a matter of fact, I saw my first cross dresser in a gas station parking lot in SC-s/he was fabulous.
South Carolina was fun, though, even if it was rainy and kind of cold. It was just very cool to see my cousin accomplish something so amazing. She did something that most people could never do-at least certainly not complete. She says you're so scared that you just do whatever they tell you-but I can't believe it's only fear. I think at the root of it is determination and a level of courage the majority of the world's population doesn't even know exists.
The real purpose of this post is my attempt at vegetarianism. It's been almost a week and a half. In all honesty, I don't eat a lot of meat anyway-but it's still a challenge for me. I'm not use to having to think about what I'm eating. There are things I don't eat, but I don't eat them because I don't like them. How easy is it to walk into subway and order a turkey sandwich? Well, very easy since I happen to love turkey. But see, imagine having a restricted lifestyle? A lifestyle that most people question, don't understand, and will not accommodate for. A lifestyle that keeps you on your toes because at any moment someone could thwart your attempts at purity, whether purposefully or ignorantly. I mean, who would think there was meat in broccoli cheese soup (chicken broth)? The waiter assumes since there are no chunks of meat, it hasn't been made with meat and doesn't bother to ask-next thing you know, your insides are out. Not fun. I am nowhere near to that place of veggieland and, of course, I am being just a tad dramatic anyway-but draw your own parallels to some more intense aspects of human life... My mom has been dodging cows for years, fyi. Those big brown baby eyes just melt her heart.
Now, I'm not doing this because I feel bad for the animals, because I don't-if I don't eat that yummy chicken breast, someone else will. So, where's the win? I'm only doing this because I have a really hard time committing to things, projects, people... This is just a small challenge for myself. A challenge in commitment. A challenge to follow through with something. In all honesty, I just need a small victory to boost my moral.
South Carolina was fun, though, even if it was rainy and kind of cold. It was just very cool to see my cousin accomplish something so amazing. She did something that most people could never do-at least certainly not complete. She says you're so scared that you just do whatever they tell you-but I can't believe it's only fear. I think at the root of it is determination and a level of courage the majority of the world's population doesn't even know exists.
The real purpose of this post is my attempt at vegetarianism. It's been almost a week and a half. In all honesty, I don't eat a lot of meat anyway-but it's still a challenge for me. I'm not use to having to think about what I'm eating. There are things I don't eat, but I don't eat them because I don't like them. How easy is it to walk into subway and order a turkey sandwich? Well, very easy since I happen to love turkey. But see, imagine having a restricted lifestyle? A lifestyle that most people question, don't understand, and will not accommodate for. A lifestyle that keeps you on your toes because at any moment someone could thwart your attempts at purity, whether purposefully or ignorantly. I mean, who would think there was meat in broccoli cheese soup (chicken broth)? The waiter assumes since there are no chunks of meat, it hasn't been made with meat and doesn't bother to ask-next thing you know, your insides are out. Not fun. I am nowhere near to that place of veggieland and, of course, I am being just a tad dramatic anyway-but draw your own parallels to some more intense aspects of human life... My mom has been dodging cows for years, fyi. Those big brown baby eyes just melt her heart.
Now, I'm not doing this because I feel bad for the animals, because I don't-if I don't eat that yummy chicken breast, someone else will. So, where's the win? I'm only doing this because I have a really hard time committing to things, projects, people... This is just a small challenge for myself. A challenge in commitment. A challenge to follow through with something. In all honesty, I just need a small victory to boost my moral.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
No Title
So, I've done a few things on my list.
The one for which I am most proud is: I've eaten an apple a day for a whole month. And, okay, this is almost lie. The second to last day I did not eat an apple. I was busy hanging out with my mom and completing another item on my list-visiting a new restaurant... which I will explain later. But, it was actually very difficult, main reason why I shall count this as a win. Some days I would be on my way to bed, remember I had forgotten my daily apple, get pissed, and grab an apple. As I said- I'm proud of myself! Can only get through one day at a time.
Other news-I have been to a new restaurant. It's called "Esca," calls itself a wine bar, and is located on the corner of Main and Washington in Middletown. My mom and I sat at the bar, ordered a drink and attempted to order bruchetta. The bartender looked at us, waited for a moment and then stated, "Is that going to be enough? It's only two small pieces." My mom and I looked again at the "happy hour" specials, each listed at $4.00, and decided to get two. This equalled four small pieces of toast topped with tomatoes, EVOO, basil, mozzarella and garlic-for those of you unaware of this amazing idea of a food dish. Unfortunately, what this really meant, was that we had now spent $8.00 on "happy hour" specials and still only got a taste. Tricky bastards. But hey, those little toasts were very delicious.
So, the smaller items on my list-I've written a letter to my Baby Marine cousin. She should be graduating from boot camp this coming Friday. I've run (slowly) a few miles. I've also tried a few new recipes-one of which is still in my freezer because I feel bad throwing it out, but I also don't really want to eat it.
I have a new addition to my household as well-Sadie. A little black and white cat. She was found in a snow bank. And she's got a few things 'going on.' AKA-issues. Part of her left ear broke off-the very tip. I suppose maybe it had something to do with the snow bank. Her tail is dead too. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to get it cut off. Poor cat. But she does seem happy. Especially when she's meowing at 4:30 in the morning. I think she needs a playmate.
My Updated List!
The one for which I am most proud is: I've eaten an apple a day for a whole month. And, okay, this is almost lie. The second to last day I did not eat an apple. I was busy hanging out with my mom and completing another item on my list-visiting a new restaurant... which I will explain later. But, it was actually very difficult, main reason why I shall count this as a win. Some days I would be on my way to bed, remember I had forgotten my daily apple, get pissed, and grab an apple. As I said- I'm proud of myself! Can only get through one day at a time.
Other news-I have been to a new restaurant. It's called "Esca," calls itself a wine bar, and is located on the corner of Main and Washington in Middletown. My mom and I sat at the bar, ordered a drink and attempted to order bruchetta. The bartender looked at us, waited for a moment and then stated, "Is that going to be enough? It's only two small pieces." My mom and I looked again at the "happy hour" specials, each listed at $4.00, and decided to get two. This equalled four small pieces of toast topped with tomatoes, EVOO, basil, mozzarella and garlic-for those of you unaware of this amazing idea of a food dish. Unfortunately, what this really meant, was that we had now spent $8.00 on "happy hour" specials and still only got a taste. Tricky bastards. But hey, those little toasts were very delicious.
So, the smaller items on my list-I've written a letter to my Baby Marine cousin. She should be graduating from boot camp this coming Friday. I've run (slowly) a few miles. I've also tried a few new recipes-one of which is still in my freezer because I feel bad throwing it out, but I also don't really want to eat it.
I have a new addition to my household as well-Sadie. A little black and white cat. She was found in a snow bank. And she's got a few things 'going on.' AKA-issues. Part of her left ear broke off-the very tip. I suppose maybe it had something to do with the snow bank. Her tail is dead too. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to get it cut off. Poor cat. But she does seem happy. Especially when she's meowing at 4:30 in the morning. I think she needs a playmate.
My Updated List!
Monday, February 21, 2011
Lessons
I had a teacher in high school who use to tell us that we should never complain about something we won't try to change.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
New Restaurant
My mom came to visit me this past weekend. On Saturday we walked up one side of Main St (this one street with shops and many many restaurants) and down the other side. For lunch, we stopped at The New England Emporium Eatery.
What you do, is go up to the counter, order, then go pick a place to sit. Before you leave the counter, the cashier hands you a little number on a stick. Cautiously, my mother and I adventured into the eating area. We chose a two seater all the way to the street side of the place. The area reminded me of a stage, it was like we were sitting on a stage backed by a huge window. I do enjoy a little people watching while I enjoy a meal and good company. As we waited for our food, I became increasingly aware of the fact the, no doubt, completely capable workers may never see our stick number perched in the middle of our table due to a perfectly placed pole in the possible line of sigh. I moved the number stick toward my mother.... then I moved it to the other side of my mother and toward the cashiers counter... at that point I was satisfied.
My mom ordered falafel. I ordered a turkey sandwich with cranberry relish and stuffing. The cranberry relish was a little too sweet, so I had to scoop some of it out of my sandwich. Following the relish extraction, my sandwich was pretty darn good. My mom seemed to enjoy her lunch too. I'd say it was a success.
My Updated List!
What you do, is go up to the counter, order, then go pick a place to sit. Before you leave the counter, the cashier hands you a little number on a stick. Cautiously, my mother and I adventured into the eating area. We chose a two seater all the way to the street side of the place. The area reminded me of a stage, it was like we were sitting on a stage backed by a huge window. I do enjoy a little people watching while I enjoy a meal and good company. As we waited for our food, I became increasingly aware of the fact the, no doubt, completely capable workers may never see our stick number perched in the middle of our table due to a perfectly placed pole in the possible line of sigh. I moved the number stick toward my mother.... then I moved it to the other side of my mother and toward the cashiers counter... at that point I was satisfied.
My mom ordered falafel. I ordered a turkey sandwich with cranberry relish and stuffing. The cranberry relish was a little too sweet, so I had to scoop some of it out of my sandwich. Following the relish extraction, my sandwich was pretty darn good. My mom seemed to enjoy her lunch too. I'd say it was a success.
My Updated List!
Saturday, February 5, 2011
New State! *Wisconsin*
I just spent the last two weeks in Wisconsin. My job sent me to this strange land to learn how houses are built so that I can better understand my job. I can say that I was on information overload the whole two weeks and a good amount of that overload, has poured over for good-but I think the training will help.
I thought that Wisconsin would be barren, cold, and boring. It was actually none of these things. The weather was actually more pleasant than that of the great New England. While I was in Wisconsin, New England was battered with snow and cold. It was definitely cold in Wisconsin, but it really didn't snow that much.
I was also able to adventure out a little bit. We, my training class and I, went on a Brewery tour the Saturday we were in Wisconsin. Our tour guide was immensely funny, and the tour was very entertaining and interesting. They give us each four wooden chips with our $7 entrance fee. With each of these chips, you can get a beer. And they don't make you wait until the tour is over to indulge. While it was fun, by the end of the tour I had to pee so bad my eyeballs were literally floating. Lakefront Brewery.
The day after the brewery tour I went to adventure with just one of my training mates. We went to a local science museum and then to a history museum. Both were very small, but still fun. The history museum featured a Houdini exhibit. The two of us learned how he completed his 'tricks' and learned that he called Appleton, WI his home. Only interesting because, again, I was previously sure that there was nothing to Wisconsin except cheese. I was very wrong, and I openly admit that. The only downside to the day was lunch. The two of us sat at the table unhappy with our water because it tasted bad. We asked the waitress for something else to drink and it honestly seemed as if she was angry at this request. At the end of our meal she didn't even bring us our change, the manager/owner did. The girl I was with mentioned that he had been looking at us strangely, this made me uncomfortable because this just made no sense. Did it have anything to do with us, or me? Or was it just us simply over analyzing the situation...
Anyway, little Megan traveled off the east coast for the first time. On the way there I stopped in Detroit, and on the way back Chicago. So, I've technically been in three new states, but I have decided not to count airport time. I still love my east coast, but I hope to explore more of the US in the very near future.
In jail at the Houdini exhibit.
I thought that Wisconsin would be barren, cold, and boring. It was actually none of these things. The weather was actually more pleasant than that of the great New England. While I was in Wisconsin, New England was battered with snow and cold. It was definitely cold in Wisconsin, but it really didn't snow that much.
I was also able to adventure out a little bit. We, my training class and I, went on a Brewery tour the Saturday we were in Wisconsin. Our tour guide was immensely funny, and the tour was very entertaining and interesting. They give us each four wooden chips with our $7 entrance fee. With each of these chips, you can get a beer. And they don't make you wait until the tour is over to indulge. While it was fun, by the end of the tour I had to pee so bad my eyeballs were literally floating. Lakefront Brewery.
The day after the brewery tour I went to adventure with just one of my training mates. We went to a local science museum and then to a history museum. Both were very small, but still fun. The history museum featured a Houdini exhibit. The two of us learned how he completed his 'tricks' and learned that he called Appleton, WI his home. Only interesting because, again, I was previously sure that there was nothing to Wisconsin except cheese. I was very wrong, and I openly admit that. The only downside to the day was lunch. The two of us sat at the table unhappy with our water because it tasted bad. We asked the waitress for something else to drink and it honestly seemed as if she was angry at this request. At the end of our meal she didn't even bring us our change, the manager/owner did. The girl I was with mentioned that he had been looking at us strangely, this made me uncomfortable because this just made no sense. Did it have anything to do with us, or me? Or was it just us simply over analyzing the situation...
Anyway, little Megan traveled off the east coast for the first time. On the way there I stopped in Detroit, and on the way back Chicago. So, I've technically been in three new states, but I have decided not to count airport time. I still love my east coast, but I hope to explore more of the US in the very near future.
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