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Is the only photo of anything food related that I've taken in the past month. I'm a terrible blog keeper -.- 

Lately I've been busy moving, trying to find a new apartment, and also trying to repair my credit after a year of living like the bald woman in a wheelchair who begs for change on Michigan avenue. I'm a mess. As much as I would like to buy a new computer, I'm more focused on the medical bills I've accumulated because somehow the hospital said I was listed as self pay. Sure thing blood suckers. 

Maybe more later. Till then hill babies. 

Your face is a hot ass dog bed.

(I am quite annoyed with this now. I just finished the post, but there is no way to center my text or improve photo quality on this garbage application! Not amused!)

So I've found that there is actually a blogger app that I can download on my phone that actually works! I'm going to start doing posts from here until I manage to save enough money for a computer. 

I'm actually moving into my new apartment here in Chicago in a little over two weeks, which is pretty exciting considering I won't be completely broke all the time.

So when I stopped posting here in early 2011, I was still living in Maryland. In July of that same year I visited San Diego for the first time and realized that the food scene at home wasn't going to cut it if I really wanted to get as far as I possibly could in my career. I moved to California May of the following year. 

Two months before, however, I took a trip in March '12 to Chicago alone to meet up with my friend Killer B. We met working together at a place in Baltimore, but 6 months later she returned to Illinois where she was from to finish school. 

I was blown away by the city. I had been to New York several times, but there was something different about this place. It seemed cool without being annoyingly so. I like to imagine I'm the same way, but I'm not so sure (yet some people still feel I should dial it back with my outfits, example above). 

I spent the summer in Cali, sold my car, and moved here almost one year ago. My rent was crazy expensive, but it was a really nice apartment. Stone floors, 50" tv, 13' ceilings... $1060 a month ._. I cannot afford that. Moving from a place where I paid nothing to live there, and having this be the amount coming out of my bi weekly pay was a huge shock. But, I signed the lease so I had to pay for 12 months.

I honestly would've brought this site back sooner, but I've pretty much been eating spaghetti-o's and cereal for a year. Not to say that I haven't had a lot of fun and eaten some really great stuff here, it's just that most of those things were at work or work related, so I couldn't really say too much about them anyway.

So here we are. One year later. One more to go, then it's off to someplace else. This is no longer just a food blog, I'm changing the theme again. Haven't quite figured out what that new theme is yet. I'll get back to you on that.

Incoherent rushed before work post over! Disperse! 

SUNSPOTS

I've been away for so long. I have distanced myself from everything and everyone through internet connections (well hell, probably from real life too I suppose).

IN THE PAST TWO YEARS I'VE LOST MY MIND

 2011-2013 was a Blackout.

I'VE CHANGED COMPLETELY

I'm at an interesting point in my career and life. I've contemplated reviving this site for sometime now and I really want to. 

ITS AN IMPROVEMENT

This was the thing keeping me focused, and being able to look back on my past and see more than just photos on my phone, most of which I probably can't even remember the date they were taken. DisCow was my journal. A very unpredictable, ridiculous journal. 

PERFECT THINGS IN THIS EXISTENCE ARE POSSIBLE. DON'T LISTEN TO PEOPLE WHO SAY THEY AREN'T

I've sacrificed a few goats and chickens (to eat of course), and the resurrection is almost complete.

DOUBT IS THE ONLY THING KEEPING YOUR DREAMS FROM COMING TRUE

It might be two weeks, or it might be a few months, but the plan is to purchase a laptop and start over. Again.

JUST ASK ME

AND I'LL SHOW YOU THE WAY

I WOULD WILLINGLY SHARE ALL THAT I'VE EVER LEARNED

TO ANYONE

BUT NO ONE EVER ASKS

AND IT'S NOT MY BUSINESS TO INFLUENCE THEM

 IF THEY AREN'T DRAWN TO THE IDEA OF IT THEMSELVES

BUT CONSIDER THIS BEFORE YOU WRITE ME OFF

I've been doing this since 2008. I was 15 when I posted my first entry. I am now turning 96 20 in a few weeks. If the internet still exists in 50 years, I imagine it'll still be nice to check my progress.

SOMETHING TOLD YOU TO HIGHLIGHT THIS TEXT

This.

I always wondered how someone could think I wasn't there, I wasn't present or caring. I didn't show that I wanted anyone around. But no.
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This. This is what me not being present is.

Bullshit Balogna Sandwiches

What a fitting title. This is being typed on my phone, so excuse the lack of editing here. Err, almost one year later where am I? In San Diego wishing it wasn't so damn sunny all the time. I left leaving a few people feeling bitter, and I am trying to feel bad about that... I often try to make myself sad about random stuff to see if I can feel something. I don't. As far as food business goes, I'm planning on ordering some chemicals online so I can pretend to be Heston Blumenthal when I'm bored. I want access to a vacuum oven too... I think I'm gonna get my giant octopus tattoo soon, or at least before my birthday. I'll be 51. This is just like, a random string of thoughts now. This asshole-cat that I live with now peed on my car the other day. I spent a lot of time after that getting him to like me, and now, I destroy him. I've been wearing more black than usual lately. Come with me, I'll help you. I promise ;] I should have a real post up in the next few days. I'm gonna start using this again.

Oh How Long

It's been forever since I posted. Like, literally, forever...

Cause if you didn't already know, one forever is exactly fifty four days...or at least I say it is.

I had a whole text only post planned, but I've completely lost my train of thought.

The only thoughts in my mind now are poptarts, the word "germs", and how lost I feel in several situations in my life. Perhaps I'll expand on those another time, in particular the first one (cause I can't even begin to tell you how much I want some strawberry poptarts).

I have almost too many photos to upload and share, but I've just been all over the place lately. I don't remember ever being so busy! But a new post is coming soon; I just have to find a day at random to resize about 60 pictures from my phone haha.

Also: Then we slap you for wasting our time.

The end.

AHHH!!

I AM RETURNING SOON!

Okay..... so I haven't posted in quite a while.....

There is another super-post coming soon.

I promise.

It includes:

Daily Eating

California

Birthday(s)

Dinners

Lunches

Brunches

Munches.....

Okay. I'm playing around now.

I must leave for work now but I've given myself until sunday afternoon to have to post up.

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!

Errrrrrm...

I guess I should post something.

That sentence alone seems like I have something depressing to say but honestly I don't. I want to start doing a couple things differently here, like using tags to help sort types of posts and doing some photo only and text only posts. I can still do the big "together" ones, but the larger ones (Like the one from last week) are seriously an all day process so doing some of the posts as photo or text only will allow me to post more frequently.

Also, I don't understand Tumblr. I guess it's like blogging for people who don't like to type. Half the stuff-no wait, more like ALL of the stuff- I see on there these people didn't even make themselves. Not to put anyone down but if you're going to have your own "blog" at least post your own stuff. And all that "follow me I follow back" nonsense...

It's like the new Facebook.

Anyway, I really really wish I could complain about my work problems here but I guess that's how people get fired so I won't.

... sort of.

I will say this; I don't say much while I'm at work. I'm usually just quietly observing, listening, learning. Cause isn't that the point? I feel like some of the people I work with don't understand that I'm not incompetent. I know what I'm doing (most of the time), and yet I still ask how things are done because I'm there to learn. You know? I'm not there to show them that I know how to do something; I ask even if I do because maybe there's an even better way to do it that I don't know yet.

But I feel like it just comes off as "Dominic has no idea what he's doing, he's a moron."

I'm often misunderstood.

I should have some more to talk about soon though; today is my first day back on the line. We'll see how this goes...

Ding Ding. My Punching Ring.

(Okay, so I'm a week late. Sorry. The story below is from last Tuesday or Wednesday)

Allow me.

Before I begin, I would like to share with all of you the horror I experienced this morning while driving home from the gym.

So I have this protien powder stuff at home (because I don't eat as much meat as I should) so I can actually benefit from all the weight lifting I've been doing recently. I hate drinking it. I've tried mixing it with milk, water, everything. I even bought a cheapy-$30 blender to mix other things in with it to taste better. Nope. So recently I've been eating something right after I drink it to get the taste out of my mouth. Today it was supposed to be an apple.

I left the apple on the seat by mistake so I guess it got hot in the sun for an hour. So I'm driving back home and I start eating it, and I'm like "Eww, hot apples taste like cabbage. I should make a joke about this on Facebook or something". I wasn't just going to waste food because it was hot, so I continued eating... until I held it in a weird position and my finger sank into the top of the apple into the core.

I hadn't once looked at it because I was driving, but at a stop light I saw that it was rotten from the inside out.

That surprise mixed with the awful taste of cabbage and protien shake in my mouth almost had me projectile vomiting all over the dashboard.

I pulled the car over at Wendy's.

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Now that I've gotten that out of the way...

FROZEN YOGURT HEAVEN!

I actually am going to get to this later, but I didn't want the next picture to be the first one that people see. (OHY, 20+ oz. of frozen yogurt and I ate ALL of it)

Okay... I guess not. This picture isn't that awful, I think it's two or three down.

By the way, most of these won't have too much explaination as they were taking over the past two and a half months.

But, I think this is from when I ate like a million things in one day (pretty much all my days off), and I remember all the people at panera were staring at me because I had weird hair. I heard one of the staff behind the counter saying something as a joke, and it just made me think: As often as I wish I had a normal highschool experience, at that moment I was really glad because if I was still in school (or just graduating I guess), I couldn't put up with these people.

They would taste my punching ring and hear the DING of the metal pushing their teeth out of place.

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I think it was broccoli cheddar soup which, looking back, was an odd choice for breakfast. But it seems really good now. Maybe I'll have soup for breakfast more often.

This.

This was the one I didn't want up at the top. This picture grosses me out still thinking about this food. Usually I follow my instincts, stay away from things that I know are going to be nasty; not that I'm not adventurous, I'll try anything once, but when I know something will be gross, I'm usually right.

This was no exception. I had never in my life had a cheesesteak and after eating this, I doubt I ever will again. This was just absolutley awful. Greasy, burned, unseasoned. Those damn fries weren't very good either.

This just reminded me of a stretched out hamburger, which I also refuse to eat.

Taro bubble tea.

Large is fn $5.00?!? I know that I still buy them though ._.

This crap is from Olive Garden.

But the only kind of person I can understand complaining about food like this could be someone who works in restaurants. Maybe it would have to be someone who dines out a lot at very nice restaurants; because I don't understand any other way. Not to say that other people who eat out at places aren't entitled to their own opinion, but I believe that I'm excluded from being called picky/ ungrateful because of how much I care about food.

The picture above was supposed to be ravoli, stuffed with gorgonzola and pears, tossed in some kind of myser white sauce, and drizzled with balsalmic. Hit and damn miss. WHO WANTS TO EAT HOT PEARS IN ALFREDO SAUCE?!

IN PASTA!

To give you an idea of how much food I was eating that day, directly after dinner, I went out to eat at another (terrible) restaurant in Towson.

I should just guess from now on that in an area that caters mostly to college students, the food is going to suck.

Anyway so it was only open so late because it was friday, which also happens to be a day that I hate having off on.

The pressure to go out. The feeling of having wasted my day if I don't go out. Getting home at 3 which means I'll be asleep until noon the next day. The fact that wherever I go it's gonna be crammed with people, no peace and quiet. End up eating at some crappy restaurant like Fridays.

PLUS I'm missing an hour of overtime at work ._.

FANTASTIC SEGWAY DOMINIC!

I ate at Cinghiale. So I can actually post pictures (not the best lighting but I refused to use flash) because I was there as a guest!

That beef carpaccio was SO AMAZING! The toasted hazelnuts made it. I liked the robiola fresco cheese, but it didn't taste all that similar to Robiola Bosina to me. It was still great.

Cuttlefish pasta! The actual pasta was colored with ink, and there were tiny tentacles inside.

Gnudi!

They were actually a gift for Ashley and I, but I ate all of them.

Like everything else that night. Ashley isn't really into good food lol. It's alright though, I got to eat 8 different plates!

Lola Duck Ragu Tajarin! This was my favorite because the pasta was made with chocolate, so when it arived at the table...the smell was just so wonderful.

It got increasingly difficult to take pictures of the food it got darker out, and I really didn't want to use flash.

Damn good food.

I love Attwater! So much stuff.

I actually bought all of this stuff separately, spread it all out over the counter, took a picture of it, wrapped it all up, and left! The people were staring at me like I was crazy, but they had to assume I was doing it for something documented.

Salted caramel tart & "Midnight Moon" cheese.

Pear Marmalade. (Gotta say, I really love firmer cheeses with something fruit-related)

Awesome cheese display at my cousins baby shower. Couldn't eat it though because I was only able to make an appearance before the actual event started; work T.T

BLUE MOON!

I'm getting seriously hungry looking at all this again. Captain Crunch french toast and eggs with tomatoes, onions, hash browns, crab, cheddar, AND hollandaise...all stacked on top of each other.

I died.

I got really bored re-sizing pics in Photoshop so I did this, "thing" we'll call it, of me eating a chocolate and pistachio mousse (pastry?). Is there a general word for dessert items that are like this? I should know it.

From Bonaparte Breads.

Dammmmnnnnnn I put these in the wrong order. Whatever. I'm not messing with edited today -.-

I don't think I need to talk about my love of Pitango. It's been three years since I found this place, but I still get straciatella almost every time.

It was such a neat place inside! I felt like I was somewhere not in Baltimore, which I'm sure is what most people who live here want to feel all the time.

It was train station(y?) with paintings all over the wall, quaint little carved floral decorations.

Okay not so much like an actual train station but what I would imagine a picturesque steam-train station would be like in some English countryside. Someplace Martha Stewart would approve of.

Ashley's fruit tart. I took her out to nice places on that rainy day.

Prosciutto sandwich from Trinacria. If I could only eat one sandwich forever, this would be it. You just feel so stuffed after eating one, but its that satisfying stuffed.

When you finish one of these sandwiches you feel like you've accomplished something for the day.

Below the sandwich is cheese and salted caramel I got from Milk & Honey later in the day.

Purple Haze (lol) and Ricotta Salata. The latter is one of my favorite cheeses, and no one believes me but I think it tastes like pineapples.

This dummy.

Pear. Manchego. Panini.

Possibly the greatest sandwich ever in existence. It's like a damn grilled cheese and toast with butter and jelly combined! With fig jam!

Also bought Monacy Ash cheese with cherry preserves.

I really enjoy eating something quite sugary before tasting cheese as the sweetness of the cheese is more noticeable and yet far less overpowering.

Reminded me of Chevre on the first bite, like a lot of goats cheeses do, but after the second taste I noticed a barn (hay, etc.) flavor. I really enjoy soft cheeses that seem to become more intense as you eat them (when in actuality you are just moving closer to the rind). It makes sense I guess; If you wash a cheese rind you would imagine that the most intense flavor would be closer to where the flavoring is being applied.

I kid you not, I had to edit that paragraph so much so I didn't sound like an ass.

Breakfast at IKEA that they lied about being 99 cents. "Only on certain days".

It actually costed around $2.50, so rest assured something of $1.50 will be destroyed in the near future....

Okay, not really (can't say things like that on the internet -.-) but I didn't clean off my tray like I was supposed to. So there.

More stuff from Belvedere Square.

Prosciutto sandwich obsession.

I don't think I ever eat prosciutto any other way. Besides at work of course, but that's different.

The salumeria has taught me so many things but it's also made me spoiled!

Three kinds of cured salmon! (Two smoked and one piece of Gravlax) See, I took my pictures outside so no one would stare. This guy was smoking near me but I gave him dirty looks until he stopped and left.

Smoked Salmon with pumpernickel bread is damn good. I need to start eating more cured meats with things.

This was for two people.

Ashley and I ate SO much sushi at Minato a couple weeks ago.

They hid so much wasabi under that octopus though. Felt like a bomb went off in my sinuses.

I'll remember to eat this the next time I have a snuffy nose! I ate the second piece with more caution, it was so good! I was actually about to say something about how sushi is probably a really good choice for people with high blood pressure because it doesn't really have salt on it, but then I remembered that "Philly roll". Ashley thought they were gross but I ate all six (and probably simultaneously developed a heart condition) of them. Smoked salmon and cream cheese wrapped in seaweed and rice?!

hell yes.

Surprisingly passable photos even with the weird lighting in there.

They had green tea mochi ice cream (is that redundant to say? I don't think so because I don't think all mochi has ice cream but I'm not sure) which came with little skewers to pick them up with! The outside reminded me of the inside of those cow tail candies.

I think one day last month I went downtown by myself just to get a fruit tart. That's all I did the whole day and it was great.

Tutti Frutti! It's like an frozen yogurt buffet, they change the flavors everyday and they literally have any topping you can think of. I got a freaking lychee on mine...among other things.

It is such a relief to see pictures of food that I've eaten recently. I feel like I've gone through time and I've finally made it back to the present.

So....... apparently there's a Nordstrom's cafe. I promise, this will be the only place I eat in Towson mall from now on. I thought they were going to have a bagels and coffee menu like Panera, but they had Chicken and Hen of the woods mushroom gnoochi.

Where tf have I been?

Blackened salmon salad

Carrot cake that April and I shared. Aww, look at the adorable two forks.

We even took stick your tongue out and show your chewed up food pictures but I'm not going to put those up here. I like pictures of half eaten food, but only while it's still on the plate.

I ate at B bistro! It was quite nice. I like when I can find little places like this to eat well thought out food (best way I could describe it) in Baltimore that's not incredibly expensive.

Beef Tartar

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Crispy Lamb Belly Confit

No photo :(

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Cheeses

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Salmon with Squid ink and Couscous

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Crispy Duck leg Confit

(Those beanssssss! Ahh! They should make that a dish by itself or something. I love duck confit but those beans had me!)

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Strawberry Shortcake which on the menu said it had some balsamic component but I saw nothing. Still good though.

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The food was wonderful but I have to say, the look the host gave me when I said I didn't have a reservation and the attitude of the server made me really upset. I guess it's just something that happens when I go to places like this because people see me and think "Oh, this kid's not gonna understand this food, and he's not gonna tip good". It's just something I've gotten used to.

Also, the lighting in there was difficult for me to take pictures -.-

Only once have I gone into Milk & Honey and they had a truffle and chicken liver pate.

Only once have I ever ate a giant slice of the stuff by myself in one sitting.

I think I almost cried when it was gone and it was so expensive I couldn't buy any more.

Whoa. I made it to the end. For those of you with exceptional attention spans, a picture of pizza from the mall. Of course I had to be difficult and get the vegetable white pizza.

Normal posting may now resume ;)