<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:32:31.939-04:00</updated><category term='funnel cake'/><category term='pie'/><category term='cheez'/><category term='zpizza'/><category term='waffle snacks'/><category term='waffies'/><category term='food'/><category term='australia'/><category term='grease'/><title type='text'>The Hiking Club</title><subtitle type='html'>The Hiking Club both hikes and sneaks.  We will describe our adventures in the most enlightening way possible.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-5013440010333743899</id><published>2009-02-23T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:37:03.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HC Hits Florida</title><content type='html'>We went down to the Keys for a week of fun, sun, and water.  We were mostly not disappointed.  For specialty food we had some fish, some all-you-can-eat-fish (Mahi), conch fritters, conch not-in-fritters, and most important: Key Lime Pie.  We asked who makes the best Key Lime Pie in the Keys, and unanimously, the responders said "Publix" (the grocery store).  Some surprise there, but not a huge one, and kind of nice that we wouldn't have to track down an obscure restaurant and pay $300 for a slice.  Best. Pie. Ever.  And they have mango key lime pie, too, which was also killer in a slightly different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have been told an easy way to make key lime pie at home which I will try later this week: one can of sweetened condensed milk, 4 egg yolks, one can of key lime juice, some lime shavings.  Mix it all together in a graham cracker crust and bake for a while (I think it was 45 min).  Brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our journey, we also made peanutbutter sandwiches, had oreo cookies, apples, carrots, bananas, cereal, and DQ.  There were some two-for-one margaritas in Key West, Senor Frijoles, and of course the fried Plantains (and Cuban buttered bread) at the Cuban street-side restaurant, Sandy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Keys aren't as upscaley, beachily nice as I had expected, and fewer streetside food vendors, but I would go back just to re-eat everything again (and have perfect weather and be in the ocean...).  Yum yum yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-5013440010333743899?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/5013440010333743899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=5013440010333743899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/5013440010333743899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/5013440010333743899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2009/02/hc-hits-florida.html' title='HC Hits Florida'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-8088662554672283790</id><published>2009-02-05T11:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:07:40.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis</title><content type='html'>The Elvis restaurant in Federal Hill is quickly becoming a favorite. They serve Mexican food.  It's somewhat agreed upon that the best foods they serve have spinach in them, but their other foods are delicious, too.  With every meal is included a little shot of of tabasco (or equivalent).  They have take-out, and people come through all the time to get their food and run.  Sometimes the door doesn't shut all the way, which is kind of a problem when it's cold out.  It's a nice place to have a book club meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-8088662554672283790?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/8088662554672283790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=8088662554672283790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/8088662554672283790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/8088662554672283790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2009/02/elvis.html' title='Elvis'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-6420136676277231519</id><published>2009-02-03T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:18:25.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Moon Diner</title><content type='html'>In Baltimore there is a fantastic diner, the &lt;a href="http://www.papermoondiner24.com"&gt;Paper Moon Diner&lt;/a&gt;.  All over the walls they have superglued toys and knick knacks.  It's fabulously kitschy.  It's not too small, it's not too big, and there's a rail that you can cozy up to.  Lots of choices on the menu, too!  And the waiters are all yours, not one in particular.  You'll have five or six people taking care of you.  And they have birch beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with mozzerella sticks, which were pretty standard.  I had an omlette, with mushrooms and havarti. It was delicious and came with similarly delicious home fries.  By far the best thing I had, though, was off of K's plate -- sweet potato fries.  Everybody loves them, and since they're made with sweet potatoes, they're healthy!  She also had an egg sandwich.  S &amp; S's garlic mashed potatoes looked delish.  I will definitely eat there again.  Oh, and we split a piece of apple pie at the end.  Could eat that every night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-6420136676277231519?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/6420136676277231519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=6420136676277231519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/6420136676277231519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/6420136676277231519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2009/02/paper-moon-diner.html' title='Paper Moon Diner'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-4715466285330671783</id><published>2009-01-22T16:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:19:07.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeseburger Macaroni</title><content type='html'>Home from work one day, I watched Rachel Ray's show on tv.  I don't particularly care for her, and especially not all the hype surrounding her, but I do like a few of her more fun, children-oriented recipes.  A fav from the past is hotdogs wrapped in Pillsbury Crescent Rolls and baked for 20 minutes.  You can wrap cheese in them, too, but the cheese kind of leaks out onto the pan.  Not quite a kolache, but yummy, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the most recently watched episode, she made Cheeseburger Macaroni.  It's little meatballs in macaroni.  But the meatballs are made with ketchup and mustard (and meat (turkey meat if you are me) and egg to bind)!  They are like little mini burgers!  You bake them for 10 minutes or until they're mostly done and then put them in with the macaroni casserole as usual and bake the whole thing for 20 minutes.  It's brilliant, yummy, easy, and bad for you, of course.  A special winter treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-4715466285330671783?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4715466285330671783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=4715466285330671783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/4715466285330671783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/4715466285330671783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/cheeseburger-macaroni.html' title='Cheeseburger Macaroni'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-3193901052814717950</id><published>2007-09-29T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:57:24.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Small-town Chinese food:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention this before, but I am pleased to announce that small-town Chinese food in Australia is just about as bad as it is in the US.  Even when the cook is Chinese or at least of Chinese descent.  Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I found a fish and chips place that serves poutine (a French Canadian dish of fries, cheddar cheese, and gravy).  My French-Canadian friend would be so pleased.  I took a picture of the menu just for him.  I didn't eat it this time, but I've had it before.  The cheese melts in the hot gravy and the whole thing is artery-clogging fantastic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-3193901052814717950?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/3193901052814717950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=3193901052814717950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/3193901052814717950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/3193901052814717950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/09/small-town-chinese-food-i-forgot-to.html' title=''/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-4656433097343440235</id><published>2007-09-25T19:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:18:31.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness in the outback</title><content type='html'>I'm currently staying in Atherton, Queensland, which is about an hour inland from Cairns (using the world's slowest internet and what is possibly the smallest monitor still in use...I think it's a 13" CRT).  Yesterday, I drove to a place called Chillagoe, which is another hour and a half inland from Atherton.  Getting there involves a long drive through land which at best is marginal.  When I got there, it was 98 degrees and dusty, with red earth which pretty obviously won't grow anything useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, I stopped at a town called Almaden.  Specifically, I stopped at the railway hotel (read pub) in a town of about 150 in the middle of the desert.  Inside the bar seemed very well-stocked, and the publican was the only person there.  He asked me if I'd like to sit in the beer garden, which was this gorgeous little patio with ferns and orchids and other flowers I didn't recognise everywhere.  I wonder how business usually was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-4656433097343440235?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/4656433097343440235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=4656433097343440235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/4656433097343440235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/4656433097343440235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/09/randomness-in-outback.html' title='Randomness in the outback'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-6538953691371923288</id><published>2007-09-17T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:19:13.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waffle snacks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waffies'/><title type='text'>Waffle Snacks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/Ru82lsolSHI/AAAAAAAAABI/tzIVr9kxamg/s1600-h/waffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111364123353237618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="359" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/Ru82lsolSHI/AAAAAAAAABI/tzIVr9kxamg/s400/waffle.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I find a strange food in the supermarket I am always compelled to buy it and force my friends to eat it with me, which is not necessarily a nice thing to do to one's friends, but at least I didn't bring these to a chocolate fountain party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oldlondonfoods.com/products.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;product listings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; on the official Old London website, Waffle Snacks (featured at right with Parlay score card and chip) are listed last, below Old London Restaurant Style Croutons and Old London Bread Crumbs. I take this to mean that Old London believes its customers are more likely to buy crumbs of bread than neon orange cheese-filled waffle sandwiches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From the product description on Amazon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Warning! Waffle snacks are totally addictive! ItÆs good to eat about 8 waffle snacks, It's better to eat about 15 Waffle Snacks. It's best to eat an entire box of Waffle Snacks! Old London Waffle Snacks. Nothing short of a totally unique, out-of-the-box experience. The story behind the snack. Did you know that Waffle Snacks are made from real waffle batter in tiny waffle irons? They're filled with zesty, real cheese and pressed into bite-size sandwiches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When considering whether to eat an entire box of Waffle Snacks, it might be useful to know that (according to &lt;a href="http://www.calorie-count.com/calories/item/89087.html"&gt;caloriecount.com&lt;/a&gt;) a serving size of 3 pieces has 70 calories and 4 grams of fat, 2.5 of which is saturated. Also, I was unable to get a group of 5 or 6 people to eat half a bag of these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A very similar product is marketed under the name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wisesnacks.com/products_other_snacks_all.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cheez Waffies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; by Wise. Apparently they are made with real cheese with an S and they use the Z just for larfs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think everyone agreed that they would have been tasty if filled with, say, chocolate, but at present they are only available in cheddar and swiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-6538953691371923288?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/6538953691371923288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=6538953691371923288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/6538953691371923288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/6538953691371923288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/09/waffle-snacks.html' title='Waffle Snacks'/><author><name>SarahW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741967355133927409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/Ru82lsolSHI/AAAAAAAAABI/tzIVr9kxamg/s72-c/waffle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-715005607011035601</id><published>2007-09-10T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T01:06:37.676-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funnel cake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zpizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>PA Dutch Funnel Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;On Saturday afternoon one Hiking Club member (me) plus guest (Geoff) wandered around Columbia. At the movie theater we spent $4.25 on a large water. After deciding not to spend $5 on a small popcorn and attempting to purchase loose candy from a dispenser but then returning it because there were no bananas in my Nit Wits, it looked like a sad day for eating in suburban Maryland. Then, out of nowhere, appeared a sign from the Food Gods:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYSxJRZeoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UPeY32sz_u8/s1600-h/funnel_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108791462810188418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYSxJRZeoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UPeY32sz_u8/s320/funnel_cake.jpg" width="372" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnelcake.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.funnelcake.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, the "original" Pennsylvania Dutch Funnel Cakes company is headquartered in Williamstown, New Jersey. This truck was located at the Long Reach Village Country Fair in Columbia, MD. If you think about it long enough it all makes perfect sense.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately we didn't eat a funnel cake or a Sno-cone, which were being sold nearby, but it is worth noting that the Country Fair was occupying the courtyard next to the Safeway where The Hiking Club purchased the Powerpuff Girls cake that started it all. Although no funnel cakes were consumed, I did buy 7 cans of dark red Hanover kidney beans (6.75 of which are yet to be eaten) at Safeway so that I could mail in the UPCs to get a free Kid Bean toy. I tried a Diet Pepsi Max, with extra caffeine and ginseng. I swear that the next day I had a Pepsi Max Hangover (tm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYXwpRZesI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uI2t4-WYcXU/s320/sandwich2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYXwpRZesI/AAAAAAAAAAs/uI2t4-WYcXU/s320/sandwich2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later we met Mike for dinner at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://zpizza.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zpizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (no relation to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apizza"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;), a pizza parlor franchise which offers organic tomato sauce and soy cheese options. Their unsweetened iced tea tasted like ass, but they allowed me to pour it out in the soda reservoir and take another drink. Thanks, zpizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mike ate a calzone of some sort and Geoff and I had the Yuppie Veggie sandwich. The veggie sandwiches were pretty grease free, but the calzone had grease to spare. Mike chose to bogart his grease and not share with the rest of us, but he did allow me to immortalize the moment on cellphone camera. (See before and after photos with grease-in-grease shot below.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYdn5RZetI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VaWQaSv1kFg/s1600-h/0908071747b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108803398524304082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYdn5RZetI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VaWQaSv1kFg/s320/0908071747b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYXQZRZerI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lAWjEfuIOjc/s1600-h/greasepip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108796397727611570" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="231" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYXQZRZerI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lAWjEfuIOjc/s320/greasepip.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-715005607011035601?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/715005607011035601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=715005607011035601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/715005607011035601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/715005607011035601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/09/pa-dutch-funnel-cake.html' title='PA Dutch Funnel Cake'/><author><name>SarahW</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741967355133927409</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o34dEfqtKGE/RuYSxJRZeoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UPeY32sz_u8/s72-c/funnel_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-80742042973811913</id><published>2007-09-04T05:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T05:21:42.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='australia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pie'/><title type='text'>pies and nausea</title><content type='html'>I spent my Labor (note the lack of u...suck it, Australia) Day weekend doing some Hiking Club-like things.  Saturday I made two pies and took them to a potluck.  While at the potluck, I ate 7-layer dip, pie, and roughly 3 entire red peppers from the vegetable platter.  And chowder.  Or chowdah, as I like to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to the coast.  I got a little green on the boat, especially when Damo started throwing up over the side, but I made it back to town ready to do some eating.  We went to Husky's Pub, which was an auspicious name for a HC like event.  I ate a burger (sans beetroot, which is in fact as disgusting as it sounds), so I did not maintain my HC credentials, but a guy sitting across from me ate wedges, spring rolls, and fried calamari.  It was quite an impressive ingestion of grease in a short time.  Then they all went out for ice cream, but I'd been up since 3:15 am and still had 3.5 hours of driving between me and home so I wussed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I'm all talk and no action on the eating front, sadly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-80742042973811913?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/80742042973811913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=80742042973811913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/80742042973811913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/80742042973811913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/09/pies-and-nausea.html' title='pies and nausea'/><author><name>k</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-6765473030113439526</id><published>2007-08-28T20:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:11:31.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Fried</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22395791@N00/1141737467/"&gt;&lt;img dragover="true" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1085/1141737467_7bf1391051_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22395791@N00/1141737467/"&gt;DEEP FRIED.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/22395791@N00/"&gt;wizarddwc&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And no deep fried pepsi!&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-6765473030113439526?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/6765473030113439526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=6765473030113439526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/6765473030113439526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/6765473030113439526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/08/deep-friedjpg.html' title='Deep Fried'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1085/1141737467_7bf1391051_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25905188.post-737522787884534144</id><published>2007-08-28T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:09:11.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MD State Fair</title><content type='html'>This past weekend (Weather: overcast, hot) three of the hiking club went to the Maryland State Fair.  I think the consensus was that we were expecting more than we got.  We didn't see any live events (except a pig-birthing, but I'm talking about more like a concert), the animals weren't doing much (except birthing other animals), and there were too many rides.  It seemed like more of a kid-haven than a place to see giant squashes the size of your leg.  The 4H clubs had stuff going on, but they seemed, overall, to have done a somewhat half-assed job at their work.  We snuck around that whole place, played skee-ball, didn't win anything, and decided that were we to go again we should first acquire our friends' small children so that someone would really, honestly enjoy the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for actual hiking, collectively we had ice cream (laced with strawberry for me, raspberry for Mike), rootbeer (it was giant, though Sarah says it wasn't amazing), and fries.  There wasn't much else worth our while.  Afterward, though, we went to a coffee shop, where Sarah got a cappucino that came out after Mike's cappucino which he ordered after hers.  I got a chai.  But since the coffee shop was closing, we took our drinks over to the Atlanta Bread Co. where I ordered a bagel, Sarah had a vegetable sammich (without too many vegetables) and Mike had what sounded like a pesto panino on foccacia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for visuals, this cow had been recently birthed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1039/1243191393_e301718bff.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25905188-737522787884534144?l=thehikingclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/feeds/737522787884534144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25905188&amp;postID=737522787884534144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/737522787884534144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25905188/posts/default/737522787884534144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehikingclub.blogspot.com/2007/08/weather-sunny-hot-this-past-weekend-3.html' title='MD State Fair'/><author><name>HC1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01209588273031473023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
