Aha! I knew the Phoenix/NY/LA pizza thing sounded familiar. Ed Levine did the same thing in August, with nearly identical results.
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
You can't fling a dead cat in this city without hitting excellent Italian but Mexican is, strangely, impossible. LA arguably has much more ethnic variety.
I think Grimaldi's is overrated, but there are several other institutions in Brooklyn, like Di Fara's, Franny's and Totonno's.
I've only been to Grimaldi's and it managed to go noticeably downhill between two visits a year apart.
I still miss T. Anthony's on Comm Ave in boston. But that may have more to do with nostalgia than it actually being decent pizza.
Heh. I lived a few blocks from there. It was definitely a decent late night alchohol mop, but I always preferred Captain Nemo's in Kenmore Square for a Boston Grease Frisbee (as we called them). At least T. Anthony's is still there though.
I have issues finding good, cheap seafood in LA. Other than that I'm pretty happy.
(But oh, Captain Scott's Lobster Dock, how I yearn for thee!)
You can't fling a dead cat in this city without hitting excellent Italian but Mexican is, strangely, impossible. LA arguably has much more ethnic variety.
Aha! I'll get Mexican at the Ferry Building. Problem solved.
::cries::
Oh, I know. And they're good kids, really. They just don't have the perspective to see why this makes them look like jingoistic know-nothings.
Mexican! Don't talk to me about Mexican. There's a chain of Mexican restaurants in the area, run by Mexican-Americans, the food of which tastes (to me) worse than Taco Bell. Seriously.
Okay, powderpuff game over. Almost homeward time.
Frank Pepe's in New Haven, CT.
suddenly yearning to go back to CT
Suddenly, your Best Friend Forever stops talking to you. Other girlfriends won't eat lunch with you. Nasty lies pop up in cyber chat rooms. Do you curl up in a ball in bed? Or do you start dishing dirt, too?
Neither. You take back the power, God-style. That's Nancy Rue's message to tweens in her latest book, Girl Politics: Friends, Cliques and Really Mean Chicks, from Christian publisher Zonderkidz.
Rue, who lives outside Nashville, is a former teacher, author of 105 books for girls aged 8 to 12, and a long-ago victim of girl bullying. Rue spoke with the Star about tween-age girl torturers and her own emotional scars.
Q: There are lots of mean dudes. Why girl politics?
A: Girls have their own brand of meanness. They do more shunning, gossiping, starting rumours. The incidence is happening at younger ages. It used to be during the middle-school years; now it's girls 8 years old. Girls are maturing faster and society is encouraging them to grow up faster.
Q: Using the Bible as a guide to deal with really mean chicks, isn't that a stretch?
A. Not at all. The Bible is a marvellous tool for dealing with relationships. Jesus was constantly bullied by the Pharisees, who were basically a clique.
You take back the power, God-style
See, I know she means that God, but I can't help thinking of Glory.
I'm not going to petition for best pizza, but I do love my neighborhood Italian restaurant. Homemade pasta, nom nom. Torte de la Nonna to DIE for!
I'm just glad you can finally get good coffee in So Cal. When I first moved back after college, I was so sad about the coffee.