Just Gross

Last night, Marc and I headed out to meet a friend that we have in town.  We wanted to grab something to eat before we met up and decided to try the BBQ House on Wells.  We have driven by many times and have always wanted to stop.  The menu consisted of sandwiches and such.  The least expensive sandwich being $9.99.  I didn't thing much of it expecting to to come with a lot of sides or something 'big' for it to be worth the $10.  I ordered the Oakland style (who knew Oakland was into BBQ?) that was supposed to be a BBQ beef sandwich topped with coleslaw.  This is how Patty McCormick told me true BBQ sanwiches are made in the south. Our order was $28 for two sandwiches and two sodas.  For those a little slow on the math....that is almost $3 for a fountain soda!!!!  Really too much. I was once told that a 24oz fountain soda actually only cost about $.35.  What a profit.  So we sat outside and were presented with two plates. (Marc got the same thing with pork) It was an french roll filled with BBQ beef and two small Styrofoam cups of slaw and beans.  The sandwich was just okay.  Really nothing to rave about and in fact, I like Port of Subs BBQ sandwich a lot more and that is just heated up roast beef in BBQ sauce. The slaw was plain - not even any carrots in it.  Just mayo and cabbage. The beans were peppery.  Like someone had accidentally poured pepper in.  I pictured a person making the beans and the lid accidentally coming off. (Ever done that with salt or pepper?  I hate that!)  We ate it because we were hungry and had paid a buttload for it.  About 10 minutes later, I thought I was going to be sick.  Ugh.....such a gut bomb.  What a waste of money.  They don't go out of business because they charge way too much for their food, but I have a hard time believing that people really LOVE this place.  Yuck. Avoid it......or if you want BBQ, head to Port of Subs:)

One year ago today...

Sidney was born!  Happy birthday, son!  For your birthday, you get a doctor's visit complete with shots, and a jack-in-the-box!  Party to follow.

Love, Dada

New feature

Just added something new here - to the right, below the photo of our house, you'll now see a little box that will automatically display links to posts from other blogs that I find interesting and want to share.  You folks who subscribe to posts via email are missing the boat here.  It will eliminate the need to write a new post here linking to whatever item of interest.  So make sure you actually visit the site once in a while to see what's new!  That first one on "Last Night's Summer Rain" isn't really all that great, I just needed one to test things out.  Enjoy!

In the news

Another gem this week from Harper's Weekly update .  I hadn't heard this story until now.  What a tool.  Lots of other interesting tidbits in there.  Read it.  Now.  And every week.

A funny thing happened

I am a jumpy person. Even when I know someone is around, I still find myself startled when they approach when I am not paying attention. I think I have passed a bit onto Lola, mostly because I think she senses it from me.  I try and be brave.  We watched the fireworks on the 4th and she was fine. (I do not get scared of fireworks.)  I encourage her to turn on lights when she thinks it is too dark, ensuring her that everything is okay and that she has control to change it.

Last night, we were at a friend's house in downtown. He lives on the 14th floor.  It was a great evening. We were out on the balcony enjoying the cooler breeze when some VERY loud popping and flashing lights started.  He faces away from the river and Wingfield park. A friend said, "Oh, it's fireworks!"  Nope.  I was sure that it wasn't.  It was so loud. I quickly grabbed the arm of this friend and took myself inside. The others of our party moved onto the balcony, where I was sure that they were going to die. I headed for the middle of the rooms thinking that I had a better chance of survival if the building went down.  Meanwhile there is still flashing and loud booms, which I am sure is gunfire and a bomb.  I was terrified.  So if the building didn't go down, then I was going to have to face carnage when it was over. Bodies were going to be strewn about the park. There would be total chaos in the streets below. Who is bombing Downtown Reno? Why would someone bomb downtown Reno?

I think the the one thing that made this all worse was that I had convinced my friend (the one that said they were fireworks) that it was indeed a bad situation and she had moved right inside with me.  I will keep her identity hidden.  But Genoveve was right there with me, cowering in the apartment.

So after a few moments, after visualizing the complete destruction and planning my escape from the building - both if it kept standing or if I had to unbury myself from the rubble, everything became quiet. The FIREWORKS were over. I was no longer a target for a terrorist attack, but now a mark for the other guests and the hard laughter that soon followed all at my expense.

linx

Sheesh, it's been a while since I've posted anything substantial around here.  Summer heat is upon us so we've been laying low to stay cool.  Lots of smoke from California fires plaguing our air quality.  Sid on the verge of walking.  Hmmm.  I guess that's about it.

A couple things that crossed my browser this week to share:

Literary tattoos

50 things being blamed on rising oil prices

newsworthy

Check us out.  If you're impatient, we're at about the 2 minute mark.  Good times.

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And as long as I'm here, I added a few new photos...to Lola's album, Sid's album, and some obligatory kitten pictures.

Stuff online

I've been receiving Harper's weekly review email for some time now and really like the weekly roundup of world news with that special Harper's tone to it.  Here's this week's.  I may start sharing these more often.

Went to enjoy the opening festivities for Artown last night, ended up on the late news.  Trying to capture and retain the video, but for now, it's on KTVN's site.

That's all for now.