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Me, my sister, my Pops, and a Mercedes Benz….

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

I arrived in Frankfurt with my sister on Thursday morning after one of the most uncomfortable plane rides I can remember.  I’ve done my fair share of long-haul flights, and most of those flights have been on United, but for some reason, this flight seemed significantly more uncomfortable than most.  It felt like the smallest amount of personal space that I’ve ever been given on a flight.  I think the next time I fly overseas I’ll go ahead and spend the extra money for the Economy Plus seats.

When we arrived in Frankfurt we met up with our father at the Avis counter, picked up the keys to our Mercedes Benz (yeah baby!) and then proceeded out to the parking garage to load up the car, where I promptly decided Hillary should fly back to the States so that Pops and I could enjoy one of these for the next week and a half:

Porsche

That’s right, a whole row of shiny new Porsches available from Avis.  Ah yes, it made me drool.  However, I really am pleased with our Mercedes and am especially happy to have an in-dash GPS unit.  Let me tell you, that thing has been a life saver.

We immediately drove to my cousin’s house where we had a very happy reunion with his family.  Hillary and I have missed them a great deal these past two years and are excited for all of us to be reunited in the DC area next summer.

That evening our cousin drove us to Mainz where we goofed off, toured the local historical sites, and began sampling some of the local cuisine.

Wall Mainz

Goofing Off

Mainz with M

As its been more than a month since I last blogged I’ll feel particularly guilty if I don’t leave you with a recipe of some kind.  However, I’m going to cheat.  Rather than posting a recipe I’ve done some tweaking to, I’m just going to link to a really really good soup recipe I recently tried.  I’m a big fan of King Arthur Flour and have never been disappointed by one of their recipes.  I’ve always been happy with Campbell’s Tomato soup but last month decided to try making creamy tomato soup from scratch and went with a recipe on the KAF website.  It was delicious.  Kept me happily fed for a good week.  I paired it with their popovers for one of my favorite comfort meals.  And I’m even including proof below:

Tomato Soup and Popovers

Food For Thought: 2 June 2009

Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009

Travel safety tips… just hoping I never actually have to use any of these.

Interesting (and long… don’t say I didn’t warn you) op-ed piece from the New York Times on Iran.

This isn’t really newsworthy (unless you are a Red Sox fan, which I am), but it is a nice little tribute to Big Papi.

America a deadbeat dad?

And the abortion debate continues

Latest poll results on Gitmo.

If you read this article you may understand, in part, why I love David Rothkopf.

Trouble in Paradise – Iraq feuds with two of its neighbors

Who knew Hugo Chavez was so loved in Lebanon?

Latest on the Air France flight.  This piece, on its own, is a worthy read.  The other blog posts it links too are also worth a read.  But they might make you a little more scared to fly in the future.  (Again, don’t say I didn’t warn you.)

China blocks Twitter? On the eve of the 20th anniversary of Tiananmen Square?  Really?  (Come on, is anyone really surprised by this?)

Day 7: Cleveland, OH to Arlington, VA

Saturday, April 11th, 2009

Well, we made it!  We finally arrived at Hillary’s apartment at 10 pm last night.  We started the day in Cleveland with a visit to the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame.  You could easily spend hours there because they have a number of movies as well as listening stations devoted to different aspects of rock-n-roll’s history.  However, we didn’t have hours so we visited the main exhibit hall on the first floor and then went up to the Bruce Springsteen exhibit and the Hall of Fame.  All in all, we were there for almost 3 hours, and we didn’t come close to seeing everything.

The Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame

The Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame

Pops outside the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame

Pops outside the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame

Most exciting find for me at the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame?  A row of framed concert posters by Derek Hess, one of my favorite artists.

Most exciting find for me at the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame? A row of framed concert posters by Derek Hess, one of my favorite artists.

Bruce Springsteen's Corvette

Bruce Springsteen's Corvette

Lake Erie, outside the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame

Lake Erie, outside the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame

When we hit the Pittsburgh area we got off the Pennsylvania Turnpike and drove downtown so Pops could see how the city had changed over the last 32 years.  Around the time I was born, he was working on a case that had him traveling to Pittsburgh and Somerset, PA on a regular basis, so he wanted to take a quick walk down memory lane.  As we drove around Pittsburgh we passed the square where Hillary and I went ice skating a couple of years ago during our trip to Pittsburgh.  I guess I should say, “The square where I went ice skating and Hillary cursed my, Steph, and Dan’s names.”  I had to stop and take a picture.  Priceless.  We also passed PNG Park and Heinz Field.  I didn’t get any pictures of the fields because we were driving and it was raining and as a result the pictures I took came out very poorly.  I am however already planning a weekend trip back to Pittsburgh this summer so I can go to a Pirates game.  I can’t tell you how exciting it is to be back in a part of the country where there are multiple major league ball parks within a few hours drive.  I’ve definitely missed being able to go to baseball games the past two summers.

As a brief aside… I think Pittsburgh is one of those cities that most people don’t think of much, if at all.  I guess when people think about places to visit in Pennsylvania, Pittsburgh gets a little overshadowed by Philadelphia’s overwhelming place within our nation’s history.  Not to mention that if you stick to the eastern side of the state, you have the Amish country, Valley Forge, and Gettysburg.  Also, my assumption is that people still think of Pittsburgh as a steel town, so they assume there isn’t much to see or do there.  When Hillary and I went up over Thanksgiving weekend back in 2005 we didn’t necessarily have high expectations for the city itself, but we wanted to get out of DC for a couple of days, go somewhere new and close, and we had a close friend living there at the time, so Pittsburgh ended up being the ideal choice.  We were both very pleasantly surprised to discover a fantastic city.  We had a great time during our two days there and I highly recommend adding it to your list of American cities worthy of a visit.  Our favorites from the trip included the Andy Warhol Museum, the Nationality Rooms at the University of Pittsburgh, Falling Water, the Carnegie Museum of Art, and eating in Shadyside.  I quite enjoyed ice skating at PPG Place in downtown, but Hillary, not so much.

PPG Place in downtown Pittsburgh.  In the winter they have an ice skating rink set up on the plaza.

PPG Place in downtown Pittsburgh. In the winter they have an ice skating rink set up on the plaza.

From Pittsburgh we got back on the turnpike and headed to Somerset so Pops could continue his walk down memory lane.  While he stopped into the law firm he worked with there, I discoverd a little food store (I’m like a bloodhound… I have a nose for these things) tucked back a little ways from the road.  The store was run by the sweetest little old lady who might be setting me up with her best friend’s son who lives in England (random, I know… but just one more reason to love small towns).  I picked up a few gifts for friends and family at her store and then Pops and I headed to dinner at a place in town she recommended.  I had been a little bummed at this point because in my two visits to Pittsbugh I had never eaten pierogies.  Imagine my joy when the restaurant had them on the menu as a side dish.  Whoohoo!  Pops and I ordered a plate to share, and they lived up to all my expectations.  To finish off our meal, we ordered the largest chocolate chip cookie skillet sundae I’m likely to ever come across.  But it was good too.

At last, a plate of pierogies.

At last, a plate of pierogies.

And dessert...

And dessert...

Today we’re heading down to Richmond for a visit to the White House of the Confederacy and the Civil War Museum.  Which means I need to get out of bed and get ready for the day ahead.  I leave you now with recent items of minor annoyance from the final leg of our cross-country trek:

  • Speed limits on the east coast:  55 MPH on an interstate?!  Come on!
  • Turnpikes: It cost almost $10 to drive halfway across Pennsylvania.  Grrrr.  I don’t think I’ll ever get used to paying to drive on an interstate.  Just one element of east coast living that I’m unlikely to ever fully accept.
  • The weather: Its a pretty ugly day here in the Washington capital area.  Lets hope things improve in time for the Orioles-Rays game tomorrow at Camden Yards.  We were supposed to go to the game tonight, but somehow (and I’m not mentioning names here, but I promise, this was not my mistake) ended up with tickets to the game tomorrow instead.  We might end up grateful for the mix-up though because I think the weather tomorrow is supposed to be nicer than the weather today.

Day 3: Gillette, WY to Rapid City, SD

Monday, April 6th, 2009

We’re currently in Rapid City, SD and I’m trying not to fall asleep because I really do want to post every day between now and arriving in Virginia.  We left our hotel in Gillette at 10:00 this morning and made it to Devils Tower by 11:00.  I was entertained for a good portion of the drive by my Dad’s attempts to take pictures of the antelope (deer?) that appeared periodically in herds along the side of the road.  As soon as he would decide that he had missed his chance and put the camera away, we’d come upon another herd and he’d frantically try to get the camera out in time to get a picture or two.  Inevitably, by the time the camera was ready it was too late.  And then the cycle would start all over again.  We finally got some decent pictures of a small herd once we got off the interstate and were getting close to Devils Tower.

Devils Tower was amazing!  We both loved it.  I decided to hike the Tower Trail, a 1.3 mile trail that loops around Devils Tower.  The trail isn’t maintained in the winter, so it was covered in snow and quite deep in places.  A pair of snowshoes would have come in handy, but actually, I did pretty well with just my boots.  I didn’t see anyone else the whole time I was on the trail.  It was so nice.  Experiences like that are what make traveling in the off-season such a joy.  On the other hand, the off-season does have its drawbacks.  More on that in a moment.

From Devils Tower we drove into South Dakota (my first time in the state!  Whoohoo!) and headed to Deadwood because Pops wanted to see where Wild Bill Hickok was killed.  Deadwood was prettier than I expected, by which I mean the surrounding hills and not really the town, which much like Vegas, was one casino after another.  We left Deadwood at 3:00 pm, which left us with only 2 hours to make it to Mt. Rushmore before the Visitors Center closed.  Thinking 2 hours was plenty of time, we opted for the scenic route, which turned out to be a big mistake.  We missed our turn, wasted 30 minutes going the wrong direction, and then had a harrowing (for me at least, because I was in the passenger seat) hour-long drive to make it to Mt. Rushmore before 5:00.  We arrived at 4:45 and had enough time at the Visitors Center to read a few of the plaques and buy a couple of postcards.  I had hoped to do a little hiking at the park, but it turned out that all the trails were closed.  Whereas Devils Tower was a joy to visit in the off-season, I’ll admit that Mt. Rushmore summed up the off-season’s drawbacks: reduced operating hours and closed trails.  Still, it was amazing to see and I hope I can come back again one day in the future and spend a little more time there.
Tomorrow: Badlands NP, Minute Man National Historic Site, Wall Drug

Finally, success!

Finally, success!

Devils Tower

Devils Tower

On my hike.

On my hike.

Dead trees for Jeremy.

Dead trees for Jeremy.

The saloon where Wild Bill Hickok was shot.

The saloon where Wild Bill Hickok was shot.

In Deadwood

In Deadwood

More of Deadwood.

More of Deadwood.

Finally, Mt. Rushmore

Finally, Mt. Rushmore

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Wednesday, December 10th, 2008

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Red China

Friday, August 8th, 2008

Hello All,


Tomorrow I leave for China. I’ll be gone for 2 weeks so you won’t be hearing from me here (although, let’s be honest, I let weeks go by without posting all the time).


I’ll be thinking about you (and my blog) while I am gone. Hopefully I’ll be taking lots and lots of pictures of food (as well as, you know, the Great Wall and the Terracotta Warriors and some of the other wonders China has to share). I have a recipe ready to post when I return. In fact, I had hoped to post it this week, but it wasn’t meant to be. Too much to do and not enough time.  

I’ll miss you (but really, not too much because I’ll be in China).  

Take Care,
Me

First Love

Wednesday, January 30th, 2008
I still remember my first morning in Taiwan.  Not a truly clear picture, mostly a jumbled mess of emotions and images.  But its clearer than a lot of other memories I’ve hung onto.  I had arrived, with my fellow missionaries, around midnight or so the day before.  Whatever time it was, it seemed very late, but that impression may have just been a result of the fact that it was dark outside and I was fairly jet-lagged.  As a result I was too tired and disoriented to pay much attention to minor details like the time of day.  My arrival in Taiwan didn’t feel particularly auspicious.  It was dark.  It was raining.  We couldn’t see much out the windows of the van during the drive from Chiang Kai-Shek International Airport to Taichung.  We got to the home of the mission president and there was banana bread and milk in the kitchen waiting for us, and then it was off to bed.

We woke up the next morning and some of the Elders from the office took our whole group about a half block down the street for breakfast.  And I fell in love.  Literally.  Before we even reached the street vendor that sold us our breakfast, I was in love.  It was as though I had just found the home I’d been looking for my whole life.

Because I don’t have very clear memories of that day, I can’t explain why it is that Taiwan caught me so completely from that very first day.  It might have been all the scooters parked haphazardly on the sidewalks, or the strange mix of upscale stores and random street-side food vendors.  I’m pretty sure it was not the humidity or the smells, neither of which I ever really grew to love.  But something about the place grabbed my heart and it’s never really let go.  

As I’ve thought through my idea for this blog over the past few months, I’ve asked myself, “Why?” a number of times.  Why do this thing?  What meaning can it possibly bring to my life or to the lives of others?  At their root, I think maybe the reasons I have for wanting to do this go back to the feelings I had that first day in Taichung.  It’s been almost 10 years since I woke up on the other side of the world feeling like I had come home.  Over those 10 years I’ve grown mostly away from Taiwan – mentally, physically, and emotionally.  But I’ve never found myself at home again.  So I’m 31.  And I’m single.  And I still haven’t found a career that calls to both my heart and my mind.  I’m still searching for so many things.  And yet I can’t help but wonder if everything I’ve been looking for isn’t maybe waiting for me, back on the other side of the world, back where I always felt at home.

If life was uncomplicated and I had no obligations making me feel somewhat tied down, I might have already packed my bags and booked a ticket.  But life is complicated.  And I do have obligations, as well as family and friends and many other good things in my life besides memories of a far-distant land.  So this blog is basically my effort to reconnect with some of the things I love and miss about Taiwan, while also allowing me to explore more fully something I come to feel more and more passionate about – food!  I hope you too will find something to enjoy here, something that might in some small way, enrich your life the way my experiences in Taiwan enriched mine.