Today started out so well. When I got out of the Bart, I was greeted by sun and warm air. Hooray! To celebrate (really, to be lazy), I decided to go to Starbucks to feed my addiction: an eggs-florentine sandwich. So. Frickin. Good. I hadn’t been there in a while as I was bringing my own breakfast (advance planning? crazy!). I walk in – there is a short line. Score! I place my order. The barista tells me that they don’t have eggs-florentine. Slight bummer, as they have run out before, so I wasn’t surprised. Then another barista tells me they replaced the eggs-florentine sandwich with a spinach wrap. Excuse me? You discontinued the best breakfast sandwich on the planet? Why? Why would you do such a thing? And to add insult to injury, you replaced it with a wrap? Wraps are so 1995! And they’re nasty to boot. The only “wrap” that is good is anything wrapped in a mexican tortilla – and those aren’t wraps! Who can I beat up over there? I’m a shareholder, I own one-bajillionth of the company, they should pay attention to me!
To make me feel better, my friend Laila showed me a picture of one of the baby goats she saw this weekend when she visited a goat farm.
can I adopt one?
So. Frickin. Cute. Grrrr, Starbucks. But, Baby Goat! Still, grrrrrrrrrr, starbucks.
Ok, I am skiving pilates and going for a brisk walk for lunch. It’s so pretty outside! To pretty to waste doing exercise. Don’t look at me that way – I did pilates on monday and yoga on tuesday. I’ve been good. really. Baby goat!
According to this article in the NYTimes, Crespina, Italy, is now the sister city to my dear hometown of Staten Island, NY. I cannot begin to tell you how funny that is to me. Apparently officials in Crespina were so thrilled that they threw a parade. I wonder if they had met the SI delegation when they first came up with the idea. (Imagine a nasal voice)”Yo, I tink dis town of Crespina would be an ideal vacation spot. Lets get dem to be sistah cities so we can go for free. Oh, an’ dey would trow in some grape advice, too. For free!” Cause that’s just what the ole’ forgotten borough needs: a vineyard. Just to confuse it with Lon Geyeland more!
Oh Crespina, how like Staten Island you are!
Also in the times this week, a “travel” article about Staten Island. Shouldn’t they have waited until the vineyard is set up? Ah well. Like all food guides to SI, they list Denino’s as a top pizzeria. Have they actually been? I’ve been many times – it’s crap. Ok, maybe not the worst pizza around, but there are so many better options. The only reason to go to Denino’s for dinner is because you plan on going to Ralph’s for dessert. And really, you should not even do that. Just go to Ralph’s. Trust me. If you want seriously good pizza on Staten Island, head to Joe and Pat’s. Trust me.
I arrived in atlanta around 7pm and made my way to the hotel. My room is across the hall from the fitness center. This is fab because the center has a steam room and sauna. I can’t wait! I knitted for a while and ordered room service. The food was good, but not quite worth $42 (even tho the menu price was $26 – damn service fees and taxes). I(reluctantly) start my homework, deciding that the sauna will be my reward. 12:30am – homework is done (well, not fully done, but it’s all I can stand to do right now). I pad over to the fitness center, and of course it closed at 10pm. There’s no sign saying as such, but a friendly hotel worker informed me. Grrrrr. Now I have to do my back exercizes without the pleasure of a steam room or sauna. ok, i’ll stop whinging now. or almost now. *wahhh* i want the sauna! *wahhh* (somebody, please shoot her! she’s at the bloody ritz for gawd’s sake – no reason to act like a spoiled child. Or is it every reason to act like a spoiled child? when else will i be at the ritz? isn’t it expected?)