
Friday, July 17, 2015
Foodtopia Moments

A gardener I am not



Thursday, July 16, 2015
Foodtopia Moments

The robbery...

After waiting an hour in line for the car, and then another
half hour for our Renault Megane to be cleaned and delivered, we finally pushed
off about noon from Milan on our seven-hour journey into the unknown. During
the drive, Mom and I would periodically hypothesize about what we were going to
find upon our arrival since the condo was burglarized in April.
Luckily, when we arrived, the damage was small. One window
pane was smashed with a brick, one screen was slashed, some clothes were thrown
on the bed, and the TV was taken. I guess the robber didn’t want Mom’s old
robes or my old undies.
So I swept the patio and cleaned up broken glass, Mom
started and hung two loads of laundry, and we went out for pizza. And I got my
wifi internet working. Now we need to begin working on getting a glass guy, a
screen guy, and a person to install iron security bars. Ten homes were broken
into that night in April according to the police, and none of them had the iron
bars on the windows. They specifically targeted the easy ones.
On the way to dinner, we walked by the new play area for
kids. They’ve added a Ferris wheel, and spinning swings.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Foodtopia Moments


Made it to Milan
Tomorrow morning we head out on our journey to the beach
house. Hopefully it won’t be too damaged from the break-in that occurred in
April. A stolen television can be replaced, but hopefully we don’t need to
replace much glass.
Monday, July 13, 2015
And off we go...

I was also able to enjoy my week-long moratorium on Italian food. Seeing as I will be eating nothing but Italian for the next six weeks (I know, boo hoo), I went on a non-Italian binge. My favorite was the Korean food from Dolsot House in Cherry Hill. Their honey sesame wings are arguably the best wings in the area, and their spicy chicken dolsot bowls are bursting with flavor. The scallion pancake was the best I've ever found as well. As for dessert, I need to go with Royale Crown in Hammonton. Located in the blueberry capital of America, Royale Crown offers lots of locally grown blueberry flavors. Their blueberry custard has real blueberry bits in it as well.
The next post I make will hopefully be from Milan, Italy. If it isn't, I'm sure there will be a good story behind why it isn't.
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