You can't teach taste

Eagles eagles eagles eagles eagles eagles. Seriously, when you live in Philly, all talk is about the Eagles, 24-7, 365 days a year. I even went to the World Series parade last year, and people were pretending that it was the Eagles' Super Bowl Parade. The sports section today has a three (3) page article about Michael Vick's creditors today, with this interesting photo thrown in:

Really Michael Vick? You were one of the highest paid players in the NFL and lived in a 20,000 square foot mansion with an above ground pool? Really? And, is that a propane tank?
I have no problem with these things per se, but when you are trying to sell your mansion, these will not aid your re-sale value.

Who knew?

A few weeks ago, the hospital cafeteria rolled out their new menu. Most of it is standard cafeteria fare: salisbury steak, spaghetti and meatballs, etc, but they added some new veggies. The best tasting ones so far were the German potatoes. I devoured those things. I even remember telling Darren the potatoes were especially good that day. I just couldn't put my finger on what tasted so different. A few days ago, they served them again, and again, I dug right in. About halfway through, I realized what tasted so good: HAM! Holy crap, I've been a strict vegetarian for 13 years and the best tasting thing was ham? Dang, no more German potatoes for me.