UPDATE

New posts coming shortly....

WEATHER ALERT

Today, at 2:41 pm, it started snowing here. Only 5 more months of this. Hooray.

UPDATE

We had our anniversary dinner last night at Blue Ginger. The food and service was incredible as usual. However, in saying thank you and good night to Ming Tsai as we were leaving he was polite but he kind of glared at me. Even my wife who generally thinks I'm crazy even agreed with me.

In some recess of his mind I believe he remembered our 5 minutes of emnity. Oh well. I'm still going back there though, the food is just too damned good.

Food

My wife and I have our 5th anniversary this week and I have made reservations at our new favorite restaurant, Blue Ginger. It is owned and operated by Celebrity Chef Ming Tsai and the food is incredible. We were there about a month ago, sneaked in without reservations, and had one of the best meals we've had since we moved up here. Ming was not working the kitchen that night because he was down in Mississippi cooking for the victims of Hurricane Katrina but I hope he's there for our anniversary. I'd like to remind him of the one time we didn't meet back in NYC.

We were living on the Upper West Side and I had just had a shitty day at work. Exhausted, I stopped in for a beer at a bar on 11th Avenue - directly across from the Food Network television studios. As I sat down and ordered a Guinness, I turned and saw Ming Tsai glaring at me, giving me the "dirty eyeball". I asked the bartender what the problem was and she told me that Ming was there with his crew for their "wrap party" for their Food Network show. Apparently I was crashing the party. Unimpressed, I slowly finished my beer and left.

If he does remember me I hope he doesn't spit in my food.

NOR'EASTER !!!

Yawn.

Unless you're in Gloucester and working the fishing boats this is no big deal. Even then you just stay in port, eat chowder all the day and don't worry about getting washed overboard.

Wind blows. Rain comes down. You stay inside. Tomorrow it is over. Done and done.

People say that they would never move to New England because the weather is too harsh. My parents are those type of people. They live in Florida and have to evacuate every other week because some hurricane with a stupid name is bearing down on their sun porch. They tell me they would never move to Massachusetts because of all the snow that we get up here. I tell them that no one has ever told me I have to leave the state because there's a snow storm named "Wilhemina" on the way. I just shovel the snow, go back inside my warm and toasty house and pour myself another bourbon.

Also, no one loots during a blizzard.

Think about that while you're nailing boards to your house to cover your windows.

It's all come down to this...

Last weekend of the baseball season, ending as it should. Three games between the Red Sox and Yankees that will decide who gets into the playoffs and who will be playing golf with these two guys (above). Believe it or not, I had tickets for the Sunday game (which is the season finale) but I gave them to my sister-in-law. Altruistic? Not really. My fat ass won't fit in the seats comfortably at Fenway so rather than suffer I decided to give them up. You may say I'm crazy but I'll be the one on the comfortable couch with many beers watching this nonsense.

Winner? Me.