Joe is Back!  

Last night I went out for a quick bite. Walked to Luella and had the sweetbread salad. The sweets were great. The salad dressing had too much vinegar for me, but that's not their fault-- the lettuce was great.  Then I walked down to "Street" which was closed, so I flagged a taxi and went down to A16 for the tripe, which I had been considering since I ordered but wasn't served it, two weeks ago.

If I didn't know better, I would swear it was stomache lining. Goes great with bread. 

This was the first time I had ever tried Tripe, and it was exactly like I imagined.  But all week I told myself that there is no way its going to be like I you're imagining it, because no one would ever order it.       Well, there you go.

The whole time I was eating it, I kept looking over my shoulder trying to figure out if one of the two girls sitting behind me was Shireen.  It looks like Shireen, but she wasn't waving, or hollering at me.    Oh wait, finally she waved (She didn't remember my name).   I offered her some intestine, she demured.  We talked about sheep balls because thats really the only sensible topic after someone offers you gut.

This morning I went over to Karate One at 6am to try this.    It turns out that Tuesday is running day.    I did well, only heaving once. I loligagged back, cause I am at times a loligagger, and because no one told me that the whole group waits for the last guy before retiring.   So I felt foolish coming around that last corner to a bunch of cheers.   Tommorow I will be redeemed.