Chicago Again

Another week of recordings in Chicago. After MUCH deliberation, John and I decided to try Lou Malnati's recipe. The first location we went to was chuck full of people, so we drove around until we found one without wait time. It worked for John since they were showing the college basketball games.

The place was deceptively big. We ate on the second floor, surrounded by TVs. It was a bit awkward - our first trip together since John officially joined the team and I gotta say it was a struggle to find what to talk about. And for John it was a struggle to decide on what to eat. I ended up asking for a salad with a lovely vinaigrette

It was nice and filling in a good way with your regular salad offenders (cucumbers, tomatoes, onions, romaine). It did take forever to arrive, it felt. But then again, we were starving.
For the main course I chose an individual pepperoni deep dish pizza. I'd never had one before and I can't say that I will be having many in the future... it wasn't bad, it just wasn't... pizza.

Too many years of eating New York Style have probably biased me too much in order to enjoy it properly. Don't get me wrong, I ate up all of that sucker, but it wasn't cheesy enough for me, and the sauce isn't so good to warrant such a "deep" container. The crust was almost like pie - barely a shade away from sweet.

Land of Lewis & Clark, Day Four

For our last night in Weippe, we ate at the other town restaurant: Timberline Café and RV Park. Mariel and I decided to share the vegetarian pizza, which was like a salad on top of crispy pizza dough, really. They really like Olives in Weippe.

It was pretty decent. We ate to our heart's content, then chilled at the restaurant for a bit using their wifi. Cannot WAIT to get out of here. Not that our stay has been bad at all, I just miss New York, and Mi Cariño. Trips where I'm in a different time zone suck in many different ways. I'm going to finish watching season two of Gilmore Girls tonight, and I'm looking forward to Mariel driving tomorrow so that I get to enjoy the view up the mountain.

All Hallows Eve

In preparation for my birthday, Mi Cariño and I went to the Lower East Side (or is it NoLiTa now?) to do some shopping. It happened to be Halloween. Kids were cute. We ate some deliciously expensive pizza that claimed to be the best in the world, at Lombardi's Pizza.

After, we stopped by Rice to Riches to get some arroz con leche for my Mami. I didn't take a picture of that, unfortunately.

April 16th

Ah yes. This day was a half a month ago! But I will keep my promise of posting a poem for every April day, and since I did eat out, I shall post a picture. It was my first full day in Miami with Mi Cariño, and we began by having some Tostada Cubana for breakfast, which is really just Cuban bread toasted with butter, and then went to Pride Salon to get our feetsies prettyfied.
Soon after we left for Miami Beach, where the Miami Beach Gay Pride Parade was going on, and we had us a good time watching the homogays prancing around the place and I tried my hardest to get me some beads for once in my life and now they're sitting in my room doing absolutely nothing, cuz really what do you do with plastic cheap beads? But they're purple, so yay.
After lots of friend searching, walking around and general gaying of the self, we had some food at some restaurant on Ocean Drive. I do not remember the name. I do remember the pizza.

We went total veggie with tomato basil and mozzarella. Kudos to Mi Cariño for eating tomatoes.

The day went on in spectacular awesome fashion, with us heading back to the Salon to get our hair did and ending with a great get-together with a bunch of people that were nice to me even though they didn't have to, cuz they're cool like that.

This House

There are pictures in this house
of you and your brother, 
your "sisters," "your mothers," 
are all over this house. 
There are memories in this house
of love and pain, learning, giving,
these memories are breathing
all over this house. 

There is laughter in this house
deep within its walls
jumping out as loud as the fights
over this house. 
You're all over this house
in a way I once used to be in mine
and as I can find the teenage you 
hidden in the folds of the couch
I wonder how I fit in 
this house,


if I fit in this house
does that mean I don't fit in mine?
and will I ever be able to provide you
with what you found in this 
house?


Pictures, memories, laughter, 
"sisters," and "mothers," love and pain, 
learning and giving, walls that are breathing
with history and history and tell me will you 
cast me aside if we can't recreate
this house?
© Yazcaminante, 2011

 

Hello, Wisconsin!!

Arrived in Green Bay, WI and did some research on the local cuisine. Figured it’d be nice to start with something cheesy, Wisconsin being the dairyland capital of America and all that. Plus it needed to be something quick and close the hotel since it was the Season Finale for Grey’s Anatomy.

So we chose Jake’s Pizza place, where EVERY order takes 45 minutes or whereabouts. People tend to call ahead before stopping by for dinner. It was about five minutes away from the Hotel and Jake’s had a good laid back attitude, welcoming you with a bar, but giving way to comfortable booths and tables. A back room had a PacMan console and a pinball machine in case the 45 minutes started to feel long. Thankfully I never run out of things to yap about and so we had a good time waiting for our meal. We began by getting awesome cheese bread in a garlic sauce. The garlic sauce wasn’t that great, but the dough hardly needed it.

I ordered the Buffalo Chicken Pizza.

Unfortunately the chicken wasn’t that great, but the cheese and the buffalo sauce coupled with the pizza sauce and the awesome dough made up for it. However, I still couldn’t finish it, so I took the rest home.

I spent the rest of the night screaming. At my TV that is. Grey’s Season Finale was amazingly good, having me scream in shock not five minutes after the episode began. It was a two hour event and I love how Shonda got almost every single person in the cast in a position where next season things will have to be dealt with – changes are a’coming, and in a good way!  In any case, our first night in Wisconsin? Not bad at all.