What Can I Say?

photo: halfrain/Flickr

photo: halfrain/Flickr

You know what’s ironic about the low frequency of posting recently? The last few months have seen the most game-changing, paradigm-shifting, dynamic-corporate-jargoning events in the Cool Fam’s life since Cool Newbie was born. And we’ve shared none of it with you. Oof.

I don’t know if it’s disillusionment with blogging or it’s that the changes are so significant and sudden that I don’t know how to begin encapsulating them into a post. It might be better to email the news to the friends who still track this blog.

But as I sit here in the wake of Cool Newbie wetting his bed at 1:30am (yes, 18-year-old Newbie as you’re reading this 14 years from now, I just told the world – or a small number of friends – you peed your PJs last night), I remember that I love writing in this WordPress rich text editor.

Anyway, I just wanted to chime in, even if to just defibrillate this blog. I have to things to say. Funny, interesting, weird, and some kind of deep things. Who wants to read them?

(photo: PYT Burgers)

(photo: PYT Burgers)

I have a friend named Morgan. When we worked in the same office, she was the first to strike up a conversation with me. When I took an involuntary break in employment, she came to the Bronx and delivered my last check. Even though she moved to Chicago, we keep in touch. She’s a cool friend, which is why it’s odd that she may directly contribute to my early death.

Today she sent me this Groupon for one burger and fries every day for a year at PYT, the self-proclaimed home to “America’s craaaziest burgers.” Some of PYT’s craaazy creations include the Chicken Bacon Eggo Slider and the Bacon-Wrapped Burger. It’s like Epic Meal Time opened a burger joint. And let’s not forget the PB&J Bun Burger, where “deep fried kettle chip coated PB&J sandwiches are buns,” joined by banana-sriracha marinated juicy beef patty and applewood bacon. Continue reading

Wong Fu Productions/YouTube

Wong Fu Productions/YouTube

I used to mentally roll my eyes anytime I saw someone Instagram their food. But during a trip last week to Williamsburg, VA to hang out with the Cool Grandparents, I fell hard into the habit.

I worked everyday while the family checked out the historical to-dos and goings-on around Williamsburg. The only tourism I engaged in was going out for a meal or two – and I Instagrammed. Even worse, instead of making it to a Yelp-approved local restaurant, we took a last-second turn into the parking lot of…don’t judge…Golden Corral. [-5 cool points] I guess you could say the Corral roped us in. (Har!)  Continue reading