ss_blog_claim=1064e5373eb6c21ae67dafba4c8cf9a1

The things in my head go ’round and ’round

This is my life. You can’t have it.

Archive for May 4th, 2008


My place, or Your Place?

When you move into a new area it is interesting to find out what the local food favs are.

When I moved from the west side of Michigan to the Deroit area, I learned about the lusciousness that is White Castle.

And cold Stroh’s beer.

When I moved to Columbus, I learned about chili and spaghetti. Yum.

Moving to Pennsylvania I have learned about Lebanon Bologna, red beet eggs, and stromboli from Your Place.

Not specifically YOUR PLACE. But the restaurant here in Pennsylvania called Your Place.

Their stromboli, or strombaloney as The Princess used to call it, is absolutely out of this world. You have got to try it.

I am thinking about this as we try to decide what to have for dinner, as all of us forgot that Chik-Fil-A is closed on Sundays. You would think that at least one of us would have remembered.

Namaste.