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These posts make me wonder why the f I live in Houston.most incredible weather day of the year, thus far - 75, light breeze, not a cloud in the sky ... and ZERO HUMIDITY!!1! <----- that's the key.
a gift. hope y'all enjoy this one
It's an oddly beautiful summer morning here in Dallas. At 11 am was only 83, not humid... next week looks to be most low 90s and Even a couple days in the 80s... we will see if that holds
Back in the day, my lunch during high school for probably 50% of my meals was two buttered rolls and a large (pint) of shells in sauce. Talk about a carbo load.
Look back a page or two... I took floppinho and friends there for his 10th bday at the end of June. Hot, not very crowded (especially early), cheap... all in all totally recommend. But be forewarned... People of other colors and social strata go there- I know how you feel about them.
It's amazing how quickly they descended. Feels like it was yesterday when that whole waterfront area was a wasteland.
I've never made a derogatory comment about other colors - in fact, per my boardwalk thread, my biggest beef is with the biggest trash that shares my own color. I just really dislike white trash.
I definitely understand the hype. I go to the one on 49th and Madison and don't know why more people don't do online ordering. The line is enormous even before 12.
As much as I like the model, it seems broken. What is the incentive for the restaurant? Bring in new customers? Even with the lowest 12 meal option I have had few opportunities to return to a place I've sampled on Mealpal.
sucks for you.
totally agree. my main gripe with it too. but I've got so many places around here, that unless it's crappy out or I'm too busy I just try someplace new. again- citibike really opens up other neighborhoods in a quick and easy way.
I've got a regular stable of places and dishes I get and return to... probably 75% of the time. some of them are places I'd never knew existed before meal-pal. the rest of the time, I'll try different spots.
Summer Sinus flare-up killin' me atm ... went into the yard to grab a smoke (or 10), and promptly sneezed and honked sinus goodies for an ungodly 5 minutes - can't even run the AC in the house.
Speaking of falafel.... Mamoun's is finally getting some franchises open nationally. The same place that has been in the little hole in the wall in the Village since forever (well, early 70's is close enough)... i guess ATL and, you guessed it, DALLAS will see the first open within the coming months.
Will hit you up.sucks for you.
great for me.
things are slow the next week or so... meet for mealpal lunch somewhere inbetween? somewhere out of your massive wasteland of suckiness.
blue water grille later. that small chain of french bistroey places that's been around forever (not great food, but consistent and open late night). I'll think of more... 
look. it was warm today and I keep a change of work clothes in the office. don't judge.
Damn Roast was sold out within five minutes. Looks like Italian sub for me tomorrow. Woohoo.
roast is sold out every time I check in.
If he's in the Whole Foods in his hood, you know, picking up sustainable paper towels for the wifey, he won't get the call - no signal.
Bryant Park used to be my go to. Grab chicken over rice at the Trini-Paki cart on 43rd and 6th and walk over to BP and enjoy the view.
phew!
oof.
Strictly farm league over there in that hood. I walked to work from 23rd up fifth and 57th and then back to Bryant park yesterday. Just a stunning array of the world's finest.
Going up or down 8th Ave (or West of 8th) in general isn't a talent fest.
I think the highlight through my first five weeks was having to walk in the street because a dice game broke out, complete with a collapsible 6 foot wall against which to roll them bones.
spent years 8 through 11 of my life smack dab in the middle of that stretch - three very interesting years for a wee Irish/Italian ("mutt") lad
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