Seven inches of
dust, Fish caps, ancient cravings, and more
--The weather “experts” told us we might get a dusting of
snow on Sunday/Monday, but we probably wouldn’t.Nothing to worry about, they assured us, it won’t amount to
anything.
So, needless to say, we have seven or eight inches of the stuff out
there today.Schools are on a
two-hour delay, and I’m going to have to break out the snow shovel
already.
But I’m not bitching.It’s
far too early for such a thing.There’s
never any bitching after the first few snow storms of the year; at
this point it’s still beautiful and exciting.Bitching’s for January.And
February.And March.
Here’s a pic I snapped last night, shortly after dark. Understand
why I’m not in a bad mood yet?
--Yesterday I sent a message
to the mailing list announcing that we’re taking pre-orders on
embroidered Smoking Fish caps.Here’s
yer link.
I’ll collect orders for a week, to gauge demand, then let the
T-Shirt Lady know how many to produce.And hopefully I’ll be able to turn them around so everyone
has their caps before Christmas.As
always, I appreciate the support…
And since we’re on the subject, an unusually high number of mailing
list messages bounced yesterday, coming back as undeliverable.I try to keep the list clean and up-to-date, so I removed all
the bad addresses.If you
believe you’re subscribed to the mailing list, and didn’t receive
an email from me yesterday, you should probably re-subscribe here.
So there you go.
--Surf Reporter Brian sent
along these two pics, reportedly snapped in
Las
Vegasa few days ago, and wonders if they’re somehow related.Any opinions?
--And Scott sent me a link to
an excellent article about a subject near and dear to my heart.Yes, that’s correct:Mannix.What other TV series have been criminally snubbed by the DVD
overlords?Other than, Get
A Life,
of course.Use the comments
link to tell us about it…
--I forgot to mention it at
the time, but Sunshine did indeed make it home safely.There was reportedly a “complication” in Colorado,
and Amtrak personnel threatened to leave her in Denver.But I guess everything eventually worked itself out.
Now Sunny’s already started a new guilt-based campaign, trying to
convince us to visit her in Reno this summer.Not.Gonna.Happen.
--Speaking of Toney’s
family…Things could change a
thousand times between now and then, but as it stands, there could
be an evening during Christmas week when Toney’s sister and her
family will be at our house, the same time my parents are here.
So, if the planets align correctly, there could theoretically be a
conversation between Nostrils and… my
Dad.And that would be, quite simply, the Greatest Thing Ever.I can already see the expression on my Dad’s face.Heh.Stay tuned for
further developments…
--And finally, have you ever
experienced a sudden and powerful hankering for food you haven’t
eaten in many, many years?It’s
happening to me right now, and is quite puzzling.
When Toney and I first met, we frequented a funky little restaurant
near her apartment, called At’sa Pizza.It was on Buford
Highwayin
Atlanta,
and they had the best sandwiches in the world.I’m not sure what made them better, but they were, in fact, better.
We went there all the time, until we walked up to the front doors one
evening and found them chained and padlocked.On the window was a neon-orange message from the Internal
Revenue Service saying something along the lines of “We’ve seized
this bitch, now go away.”And
that was the end of At’sa Pizza.
I hadn’t thought about that place in years.But now I want one of their sandwiches – bad.I’ve been trying to recreate it at home, and am not having much
luck. I don’t understand what’s triggered this left field
obsession, and can’t figure out the At’sa Pizza sandwich secret,
either.The whole thing is
quite frustrating.
Have you ever had this happen to you, experienced a powerful craving
for something you haven’t eaten in fifteen years or more?And have you ever attempted to recreate some restaurant
favorite at home?If so, were
you able to solve the mystery? Or did the whole thing prove to be
elusive, like in my case?
I want to know I’m not alone here; for some reason it’s very
important to me…
And for the record, Toney has successfully recreated another of our
old Atlantafaves, for many years now:a
sandwich known as the Gobbler, once served at a restaurant called AtkinsPark.I don’t know if AtkinsPark
is still there, or if they still serve the Gobbler.All I know is, we’re eating them, and they’re freakin’
good.
Some day I’ll crack the At’sa Pizza code as well.If it’s the last thing I do.
