I've never really been able to accept goat cheese as a viable option :) I understand many people like it. I also understand that I am not one of them.
I understand all too well what you are saying about this generation running on parrallel rails that never seem to meet at even at junctions. For me personally, I think some kind of hybrid cat lady sans pink flounce and belching TV watcher is all I have to hope for :)
They have the best goats' cheese in my local farmers' market - wish I could send you some! I forgot to go this weekend :=(
Sounds like a fun weekend though. Personally, I seem to be a dog lady in a non-cordinated apartment (have just spent all afternoon trying to arrange furniture and stuff I should have done back in July when I first moved!)
It amazed me when I was in the US how people will queue to eat. It hardly ever happens here, at least not with locals. Foodie that I am at times, I don't think I could wait that long! And why isn't there a bar where you can wait and not have to go to the store? This is one cultural difference which escapes me!
And why isn't there a bar where you can wait and not have to go to the store?
This restaurant didn't happen to have a bar. The neighborhood had several bars, but none we felt comfortable going into. Charlene says a lot of restaurants in Baltimore have trouble getting liquor licenses and have to go BYOB. I would guess that the number of liquor licenses is limited, and already taken up by scary long narrow bars with teeny-tiny windows that are covered with Budweiser shamrocks. Not scary if you're looking to get loaded in privacy, but not the type of place to be a chick on Saturday night.
BYO Licensing is fairly common in Australia and to some smaller extent in Britain (for example Muslim restaurant owners won't serve you alcohol but are happy for you to bring it with you). Depending on corkage charges, I often prefer BYO's as I can choose a cheap and tasty bottle of plonk rather than suffer the overpriced 'house' bottle.
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I understand all too well what you are saying about this generation running on parrallel rails that never seem to meet at even at junctions. For me personally, I think some kind of hybrid cat lady sans pink flounce and belching TV watcher is all I have to hope for :)
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Sounds like a fun weekend though. Personally, I seem to be a dog lady in a non-cordinated apartment (have just spent all afternoon trying to arrange furniture and stuff I should have done back in July when I first moved!)
It amazed me when I was in the US how people will queue to eat. It hardly ever happens here, at least not with locals. Foodie that I am at times, I don't think I could wait that long! And why isn't there a bar where you can wait and not have to go to the store? This is one cultural difference which escapes me!
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This restaurant didn't happen to have a bar. The neighborhood had several bars, but none we felt comfortable going into. Charlene says a lot of restaurants in Baltimore have trouble getting liquor licenses and have to go BYOB. I would guess that the number of liquor licenses is limited, and already taken up by scary long narrow bars with teeny-tiny windows that are covered with Budweiser shamrocks. Not scary if you're looking to get loaded in privacy, but not the type of place to be a chick on Saturday night.
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