Sally leaves me alone for a night and I find myself surrounded by a gaggle of chosen people at an irish bar on the UWS. Sure there are jews in Berkeley, but they’re not really Jews. As in they don’t give me gas.
Over the past few years I’ve mellowed considerably on the forensic [...]
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So Sally won’t let it go that these crabs weren’t actually from Maryland, but boy were they good.
We sit down, get a lager, and quickly have a paper tarp thrown on the table, along with a couple of hammers, knives and bibs. That’s it.
Eight crabs are dumped onto the table, and thirty minutes of [...]
Sally not loving anything (beside me) younger than 100 years old, decided that we should visit Edgar Allen Poe’s childhood home in Baltimore.
Fun facts:
It’s roughly 200 years old. It’s three stories, each about seven feet high. It’s probably 600 square feet. It’s (literally) in the parking lot of a housing project.
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Wei-min wussed out, Dave was Shang-hi’d, and Jomo had the runs, but we (being Sally and I) made it to the nuptials of Nick Chester and the former Debbey Dankelman. That surname might be familiar to some.
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Once the richest man in America, and the only Catholic signer to the Declaration of Independence, I had no idea who he was until Sally wanted to walk around downtown Baltimore on saturday morning.
So nestled between the overpriced parking lot for the Best Buy, the power plant, and a few memorials lies the John Carroll [...]
Spending a weekend here allows me to speak in the grandiose. Why? Because I ate four crabs with nothing but a bib, a hammer, and a knife while having the introduction to “The Life and Death of the Great American Cities” on my mind. Thus the next few posts are going to [...]