Post-trip musings on icy I-295
Ah, Baltimore. I must have gathered a lot of bad karma by gloating about sunny weather, highs in the 80s, for four days to return to this. But going five miles an hour bumper to bumper driving home from the airport last night did give me a lot of time to think: ...
* How embarrassing is it to be told by TSA they have to search your carryon because it looks from the X-ray like you have a revolver in it, and then when they do it's half full of La Brea sourdough bread. No revolver.
* Why didn't I plan something for dinner before I left for LA?
* I must post a rack of lamb recipe for Kim Moore before Valentine's Day.
* Do other people ever use the paper wrapper from their disposable chopsticks to make accordion-pleated chopstick holders in Asian restaurants? Is doing that considered declasse?
* I hope readers saw the explanation from Lebanese Taverna about the $10 Valentine's Day special.
* I hope readers noticed Linda's recommendation of Restaurant.com.
* Find out what's happening with Hops in Owings Mills. (A reader e-mailed me asking if it was closed for good.)
* Remember to ask for no lemon with my water next time I eat out. Thanks to Dahlink for this link. I think.
* What shall I take for breakfast on my flight to LA at the end of March, which leaves at 6:41 a.m.? I'm leaning towards a croissant, butter and jam.
* I must not be an aggressive driver just so I can make it home in time to vote even if I have never missed an election. Is making a U-turn over the median strip and going back to Airport Road and then over to I-95 considered aggressive driving?
* How weird is it that after Greenspring Racquet Club's major renovations, it now sells bottles of wine to be drunk only on the premises. It doesn't have a bar but sells them from a rack near the tennis skirts.
* It's good to be home. Just not good to be home with freezing rain.
(Photo of chopstick holder, needless to say, by me)