It is in fact quite easy to grow up eating only Cincinnati-style chili and not realize until college that most people's chili is a whole different thing.
You must be reading my mail. That totally happened to me, only in high school, when I went on a trip to DC with students from high schools all around the country. We were at
t memfault
Union Station(? the train station/mall thingy) in the food court, and I had been homesick and saw, lo and behold, a Skyline in the food court. So I made a beeline, got a 4-way bean, and when I sat down to eat it, everyone was all like, WTF are you eating?!? And when I identified it as chili, the 2 girls from Texas laughed so hard they were crying.
Good times, man. Good times.
Yves Saint Laurent died.
His early seventies show inspired by paintings is widely considered to be the greatest collection of the twentieth century. (Though not as influential as Dior's New Look or Chanel's innovations.)
I was so upset when that Skyline closed! I mean, sure I can make it at home, but it's not the same.
Yves Saint Laurent died.
It would be so much simpler if we could see icons created as clearly as we see them snuffed.
Funny moment from the National Spelling Bee: [link]
OK I will order Giordano's stuffed spinach and garlic when I get that craving. I just want to disabuse people of the notion that the only pizza available in Chicago is deep dish.
Damn you. Damn you all to hell! Now I'm craving a five way and a cheese coney.
I don't like any of you any more.
Jesse, that was so funny. The look on the kid's face was fantastic.
I'm reading a Julia Alvarez novel and I keep thinking, "Wait. Where is this going?" usually I just plow through a book, but this one is taking forever (and I think it's because my other option is the Junot Diaz novel with the Spanglish, 80% of which I don't understand.
