Mongo has spent a month at Mom-mom’s house. He has not stopped his eternal quest for food at all in this time. Mom-mom bought pizza for her and brother Drewbie, but they did not take the empty pizza box straight out to the compost bin. This was a bad plan.
It is easy to understand how they could be indecisive at the critical moment. In Seattle, there are three bins to put items suitable for disposal,
- Trash (non-recyclable, non-compostable)
- Recycling (cardboard, glass, plastic, newspapers – slobbery or otherwise)
- Compostables (Food scraps, gardening trimmings, but no dog poop).
However, GREASY cardboard does not go in recycling. So where does it go? Read More…
There are just some things that are necessities in life. If you are from New Jersey, these things include bagels and pizza. It is not a issue of preference, but an inherent need arising from coming of age in the environs of the Garden State. Many websites tout the fact that the Jerseyans are bagel and pizza connoisseurs. Some expatriate sons and daughters of the state are content to sit and bemoan their lot in life and just wait for a return trip to the place of their birth, where they can finally return to their local pizzeria and bagelry.
However, Dad has never been one to accept misfortune without rising to confront it. When the family moved to Tulsa, he visited pizza restaurant after pizza restaurant. While most of Tulsa was content to munch away on chain restaurant pizza with the consistency of spray cheeze on saltine crackers, Dad would not settle. Finally, Dad found Mario’s in Tulsa. He know he was in the right place when he heard all the NY and NJ accents among the clientele. The pizza part of the quest was over.
Finding bagels good enough to hold up to the bagels from the Englishtown Auction proved more difficult. Fortunately, not long after Dad discovered Mario’s, the bagel chains swept through Tulsa, bringing a reasonable facsimile of a NJ bagel to Tulsa.
When the family moved to Seattle, Dad was launched on another quest. Read More…