By the way, I am back from Pittsburgh. I have a number of stories to tell, none of them are appropriate for this public forum. The folks at the Westing William Penn were very suspicious of us from the get go, and we confirmed their suspicions (hotled must just hate it when 4-5 rogueish looking 30 somethings show up to register on a Friday night carry a wad of cash, a toothbrush, and a liter of vodka). Woke up this morning and went to Wholey’s for some seafood (got some scrod, some crab, and some sea scallops), then to Penns. Macaroni Company where I got a pound of Roquefort blue, a pound of Stilton, 2 pounds of Gorgonzola (man is that just oozing goodness- with those BIG BLUE VEINS), some Asiago, some super sharp, some sweet sopresetta, fresh tortellini, grated romano for my pasta, and a hude monstrous jar of marinated artichoke hearts.
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