<?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-9029864</id><updated>2011-08-01T22:03:38.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleveland Love Letter</title><subtitle type='html'>A newlywed couple moves from California to Cleveland and unexpectedly falls in love.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-112350193571403241</id><published>2005-09-04T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T21:58:48.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PD article: Tired of defending love for Cleveland</title><content type='html'>Well, no one will probably read this post, since it's been soooo long since I posted, but here it is. It seems likely to be my last, unless I get a second wind and decide to come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need time for other stuff, not least going out and having fun here in Cleveland, and I don't really have time to concern myself with who else knows how much fun they could be having here. This article seemed like a good way to wrap up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleveland.com/news/plaindealer/sam_fulwood/index.ssf?/base/opinion/112237027986950.xml&amp;amp;coll=2"&gt;Tired of defending love for Cleveland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope some of the postings will still be useful for people looking for a new place to eat, etc. I use it to remind myself of places I want to go back to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks loads to &lt;a href="http://www.christineborne.net/cleveland_accent/"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; for being my #1 reader, or, at least, commenter, and for all her information and advice and thoughts about Cleveland.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112350193571403241?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cleveland.com/news/plaindealer/sam_fulwood/index.ssf?/base/opinion/112237027986950.xml&amp;coll=2' title='PD article: Tired of defending love for Cleveland'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112350193571403241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112350193571403241' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112350193571403241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112350193571403241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/09/pd-article-tired-of-defending-love-for.html' title='PD article: Tired of defending love for Cleveland'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-112173746510199767</id><published>2005-07-18T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:47:27.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cain Park</title><content type='html'>On Friday, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.cainpark.com/"&gt;Cain Park&lt;/a&gt; to see Lyle Lovett. Lyle was great; his Large Band blew us away; Cain Park was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'll say about Lyle is that I've gotten sort of jaded about him in recent years, but seeing him live was so fun and engaging and just sort of brilliant. Also, he talked some about Austin, and between Lyle and watching Lance in the Tour this month, I've been pretty nostalgic for Austin. (And no, Austin is not like the rest of Texas. Not that the rest of Texas doesn't have a certain charm, but not the kind of charm I'd necessarily like to live in the midst of.) But this is suppose to be about Cain Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cain Park is smack dab in Cleveland Heights, in a park. Well, it IS a park but then there's the part of the park where they have performances, and that's what I'm talking about. There's no parking lot; it's just woven into the fabric of the neighborhood. And they provide shuttles from a nearby shopping area. But we saw lots of people walking to the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people working there were almost disconcertingly friendly. They have, you know, food and drink they sell so you can have a picnic on the lawn. It's cool. What else? The place just had a good feeling. I was really psyched to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been wicked hot and humid, but it cooled off a little and didn't rain on us. Also, it seemed like just about every fifth female there was pregnant.  What do you suppose that's about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's ton of stuff going on there. Here's their &lt;a href="http://www.cainpark.com/calendar.asp"&gt;calendar&lt;/a&gt;. And you can become a Friend of Cain Park for $35, and they save seats in the front 2 rows for Friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112173746510199767?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cainpark.com/' title='Cain Park'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112173746510199767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112173746510199767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112173746510199767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112173746510199767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/cain-park.html' title='Cain Park'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112173472224523613</id><published>2005-07-18T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:58:42.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool breeze, finally</title><content type='html'>It's storming here. I'm sitting on the porch with the laptop. People are hurrying home from their evening walks, soaking wet. It's nice here. Have I mentioned that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112173472224523613?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112173472224523613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112173472224523613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112173472224523613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112173472224523613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/cool-breeze-finally.html' title='Cool breeze, finally'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112084826561068157</id><published>2005-07-12T07:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:45:08.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>Here's a good article about what to do in Cleveland during a visit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleveland.com/search/index.ssf?/base/living/1120833003150370.xml?lxoth&amp;amp;coll=2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthy of the spotlight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112084826561068157?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112084826561068157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112084826561068157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112084826561068157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112084826561068157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112084909895656895</id><published>2005-07-11T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:35:31.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Tandoor</title><content type='html'>Dr. Jay and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.cafetandoorcleveland.com/index.asp"&gt;Cafe Tandoor&lt;/a&gt; not long after we moved here, and, for some reason, I wasn't particularly impressed. But we went again last week, and I LOVED it! I can't eat the hot foods like I used to, and we got some nice things that weren't too spicy. I got an eggplant and tomato thing; Dr. Jay got...darn. Oh, wait the menu's online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navaratana Curry or Navaratana Tofu Curry · $9.95: Mixed fresh vegetables, paneer or tofu, &amp; cashews in a tomato based curry&lt;br /&gt;Baigan Bharta · $9.95: Tandoori roasted eggplant, mashed &amp; mixed with tomatoes, onions &amp; pea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our friends got something with cauliflower, which was also great, and another got this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tandoori Mixed Grill · $18.95: A sampling of tandoori chicken, chicken tikka, a tandoori prawn, seekh kebab &amp; boti kebab, served sizzling with onions &amp; bell peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had a little bit of the mixed grill, but what I had was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112084909895656895?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cafetandoorcleveland.com/index.asp' title='Cafe Tandoor'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112084909895656895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112084909895656895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112084909895656895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112084909895656895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/cafe-tandoor.html' title='Cafe Tandoor'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112051221850857477</id><published>2005-07-04T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T17:23:40.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't say we're not patriotic.</title><content type='html'>What could be more all-American than going to a baseball game on July 4? We took the &lt;a href="http://www.gcrta.org/"&gt;RTA&lt;/a&gt; to Jacob's Field to see the &lt;a href="http://cleveland.indians.mlb.com/NASApp/mlb/index.jsp?c_id=cle"&gt;Cleveland Indians&lt;/a&gt; play the Detroit Tigers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our real motivation for going was that a friend in NYC told me it was going to be "Dollar Dog Day", and since we didn't have any cookouts to go to today, we went to the game. I managed to actually pay attention and watch for almost 2 innings. It was hot and sunny. The dogs, I'm afraid, weren't great, but the Indians did win, so that was very nice for all the people there at the game, who seemed to actually care about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112051221850857477?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112051221850857477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112051221850857477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112051221850857477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112051221850857477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-cant-say-were-not-patriotic.html' title='You can&apos;t say we&apos;re not patriotic.'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112048933649190422</id><published>2005-07-04T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T11:02:16.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaker Square</title><content type='html'>So, &lt;a href="http://www.shakersquare.net/"&gt;Shaker Square!&lt;/a&gt; It's cool. In addition to being the site of a great farmers' market on Saturdays, there are lots of restaurants, shops, and a movie theater. If I moved to Cleveland as a single person not looking to buy a house, I'd move into one of the cool, old, and attractive apartment buildings within walking distance of Shaker Square and the RTA station that's there. A Dave's Supermarket is going to move in there, so I guess you could live down there and not ever have to use your car!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112048933649190422?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.shakersquare.net/' title='Shaker Square'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112048933649190422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112048933649190422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112048933649190422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112048933649190422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/shaker-square.html' title='Shaker Square'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112048887285730918</id><published>2005-07-04T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T10:54:32.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi on the Square</title><content type='html'>A while ago, it seemed like summer then, but I guess it was spring? We tried a new sushi place in Shaker Square (have we talked about Shaker Square? I'll post about it.) It's called &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=sushi on the square&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;sa=G&amp;amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41499444,-81695556,5679306781381246019"&gt;Sushi on the Square&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sushi was good, as I recall, but what's really stuck with me is the seaweed salad we had, which was crunchy and sesame-y and so good! Sorry I don't remember more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112048887285730918?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112048887285730918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112048887285730918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112048887285730918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112048887285730918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/sushi-on-square.html' title='Sushi on the Square'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112048465906671819</id><published>2005-07-04T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:44:19.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The weather</title><content type='html'>The weather this weekend so far has been awesome! Warm and sunny in the day, but not so warm that the house becomes an oven (we close the windows and shades on the sunny sides of the house). Then at night we open up the windows and there has been a delicious cool breeze blowing through where you just need a little cover to snuggle in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I love it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112048465906671819?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112048465906671819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112048465906671819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112048465906671819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112048465906671819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/weather.html' title='The weather'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112042425227653962</id><published>2005-07-04T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:32:33.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Original Pancake House</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I just found out this is a chain. But I had never heard of it, and was still under the impression that it was one of a kind when we went yesterday. And it was really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called &lt;a href="http://www.originalpancakehouse.com/"&gt;The Original Pancake House&lt;/a&gt;, and it's in a strip mall down on Chagrin east of 271. (The Cleveland area has really changed my view of strip malls. I've learned that just because something is in a strip mall, it doesn't mean that it's bad or cheesey. There are some really great restaurants around here in strip malls.) It's conveniently across the street from Trader Joe's and down the street from Wild Oats, so you can use it as a reward for doing your grocery shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice inside. Sort of fresh and colorful and soothing at the same time. And they are serious about pancakes there. I mean. There are like 18 flavors of pancakes on the menu, and then all the egg dishes come with a side of pancakes. Which altered our ordering strategy (normally: one savory and one sweet and we share) somewhat. We ended up getting eggs benedict with smoked salmon (YUM!!!) with a side of buttermilk pancakes and then a feta, sun-dried tomato, and spinach omelette with a side of buckwheat pancakes. The omelette was really good, and huge. Dr. Jay LOVED the buckwheat pancakes and kept claiming that they tasted almost chocolatey. (I didn't taste any chocolateness. I think this says more about how often Dr. Jay eats chocolate than it does about the pancakes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out, we saw some beautiful, I guess it was orange, juice. It was so brilliantly orange, I guess it must have been fresh squeezed. We'll have to look into that next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112042425227653962?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.originalpancakehouse.com/' title='The Original Pancake House'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112042425227653962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112042425227653962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112042425227653962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112042425227653962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/original-pancake-house.html' title='The Original Pancake House'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-112042419426677404</id><published>2005-07-03T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T08:54:14.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Mango</title><content type='html'>Last night we wanted to try something new, so I got out my list of places I want to try, and Dr. Jay chose &lt;a href="http://www.jmango.com/"&gt;Johnny Mango's&lt;/a&gt;. So we went to the one in Willoughby (pronounced willuhbee? I thought it would be willowbee, but was laughed at by my husband). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Mango's is in a little downtown that had some artsy shops and a number of restaurants. Who knew that was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, JM's is a pretty cool little place, decorated in kind of a "the Islands" way. They have a bean, a veggie, and a grain each day. I don't know how often it rotates. Dr. Jay ordered the Bangkok BBQ Chicken (with white meat; they said that cost extra, but that   the leg and thigh would take 30 minutes to cook and we were starving, since it was almost 9 pm). It was sort of sweet and teriaki-y and maybe slightly fruity. He also go the veggie of the day, which was chard (which I love) in a sweet and sesame-e sauce. The grain of the day appeared to be white rice, and the chicken, greens, and rice together were like candy. There were also some borracho-type beans that were a little bland, but easily ignored for the other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a special for the day, fish tacos with mahi. They were good, and had a little kick to them, and lots of cilantro. (And crispy taco shells, which, when was the last time I had a crispy taco?) I, too, had the boring borracho beans, but, again, I ignored them an concentrated on eating the tacos and all the stuff that fell out of the tacos with the white rice. Then there was some kind of non-creamy and totally delicious slaw. I'm afraid that's all I can say, other than I kept seeing some kind of gourd seed in it and it was tangy. Mine also came with a grilled banana with lime. I accidentally tried to put the lime on my tacos instead of on the banana. The banana was good, but mostly a novelty, and not quite the same as a plantain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, we want to try the bread and slather of the day. When we were there, the bread was "backpacker" and the slather was like orange-mango-ginger or something. What would that be like? Backpacker? I'm game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112042419426677404?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.jmango.com/' title='Johnny Mango'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112042419426677404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112042419426677404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112042419426677404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112042419426677404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/07/johnny-mango.html' title='Johnny Mango'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-112001106064139119</id><published>2005-06-28T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T11:04:47.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentor Headlands (the Beach!)</title><content type='html'>Dr. Jay and I went to get up close and personal with Lake Erie last Sunday at &lt;a href="http://www.dnr.state.oh.us/parks/parks/headlnds.htm"&gt;Headlands Beach State Park&lt;/a&gt;. It's weird how much it's like a beach on, say, Long Island Sound. Small waves, not that cold, kind of pebbly. I kept forgetting we were on a lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, it was pretty crowded, and you can't swim out that far, maybe only 30 feet, and then just as we were getting in, the lifeguards blew their whistles and made everyone get out. So in those ways, it was less like the ocean and more like a pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also the northern terminus for the &lt;a href="http://www.buckeyetrail.org/"&gt;Buckeye Trail&lt;/a&gt;, and there's a lighthouse on a spur of land at one end of the beach that we walked out to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-112001106064139119?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.dnr.state.oh.us/parks/parks/headlnds.htm' title='Mentor Headlands (the Beach!)'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/112001106064139119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=112001106064139119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112001106064139119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/112001106064139119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/mentor-headlands-beach.html' title='Mentor Headlands (the Beach!)'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111966066090672932</id><published>2005-06-24T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T20:51:00.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Zone</title><content type='html'>Have I mentioned that, being near the westernmost edge of the eastern time zone, it gets light later and stays light later than it does in, say, Connecticut? Which is cool, because who really needs it to get light at like at 5 am? (Other than people who have to get up at 5.) All it does for me is wake me up too early. But staying light till past 9 pm, like it does here. Well, that's something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make sense? It stays light roughly an hour later at the western end of a time zone than it does at the eastern end? I like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111966066090672932?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111966066090672932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111966066090672932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111966066090672932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111966066090672932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-zone.html' title='Time Zone'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111963292463489564</id><published>2005-06-24T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T13:08:44.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coventry Village Street Fair</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to the &lt;a href="http://coventryvillage.org/streetfair.htm"&gt;Coventry Village Street Fair &lt;/a&gt;. It was a nice evening to be outside, and there were lots of people walking up and down the street, talking to vendors, eating, and running into their neighbors. There are two more this summer, and we plan to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111963292463489564?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://coventryvillage.org/streetfair.htm' title='Coventry Village Street Fair'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111963292463489564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111963292463489564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111963292463489564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111963292463489564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/coventry-village-street-fair.html' title='Coventry Village Street Fair'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111962335216505244</id><published>2005-06-24T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T13:16:42.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Cleveland blog</title><content type='html'>Hey! This guy is so busy having fun in Cleveland, it tires me out just reading about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coolcleveland.com/wordpress/"&gt;Cool Cleveland Blog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting some great ideas from him about local events to check out, like the &lt;a href="http://www.greek-fest.com/cgi-bin/displ_fest.pl?638"&gt;St. Demetrios Greek Festival&lt;/a&gt; going on this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111962335216505244?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.coolcleveland.com/wordpress/' title='Cool Cleveland blog'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111962335216505244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111962335216505244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111962335216505244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111962335216505244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/cool-cleveland-blog_24.html' title='Cool Cleveland blog'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111954772663666721</id><published>2005-06-23T13:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T13:30:28.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>Man, the weather today is awesome! Sunny and warm. So hard to come back into the basement when lunch was over. And the weather icons in my browser show a little line of suns. I hope the weekend will be like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111954772663666721?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111954772663666721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111954772663666721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111954772663666721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111954772663666721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/beautiful-day.html' title='Beautiful day!'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111939898213268119</id><published>2005-06-21T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T21:58:38.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning River Fest</title><content type='html'>As Mrs. Aitch mentioned, we recently went to the &lt;a href="http://www.greatlakesbrewing.com/"&gt;Great Lakes Brewing Company&lt;/a&gt; (GLBC), and while we were there we found out about the &lt;a href="http://www.ecocitycleveland.org/calendar/burning_riverfest_05.htm"&gt;Burning River Fest&lt;/a&gt;.  It's an environmental festival at Voinovich Park on August 13.  GLBC contributes, as does &lt;a href="http://www.ecocitycleveland.org/"&gt;EcoCity Cleveland&lt;/a&gt;. EcoCity Cleveland's a great website if you're looking for ecological balance in this old town built on heavy industry. There might be another post about EcoCity Cle. in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were really impressed by the Burning River Fest. If you dontate $25 dollars or more to the Burning River Fest Fund, you get a BRF t-shirt = free shirt + good advertising to help the environment. Mrs. Aitch and I are going to contribute our small part. As the back of the t-shirt says, "I Support the Great Lakes Burning River Fest... You Should Too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111939898213268119?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ecocitycleveland.org/calendar/burning_riverfest_05.htm' title='Burning River Fest'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111939898213268119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111939898213268119' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111939898213268119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111939898213268119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/burning-river-fest.html' title='Burning River Fest'/><author><name>Dr. Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04764421421194639248</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111919119732101857</id><published>2005-06-19T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T10:32:33.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More on the garden</title><content type='html'>The gardening is proceeding. We've constructed raised beds and planted a combination of the seedlings I started, seeds, and plants we bought already started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I went to &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=gali%27s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41536638,-81542907,12949560896117970153"&gt;Gali's Florist and Garden Center&lt;/a&gt; to get some gardening stuff, and it was nice and the people were nice and helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111919119732101857?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111919119732101857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111919119732101857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111919119732101857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111919119732101857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-on-garden.html' title='More on the garden'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111895130034036636</id><published>2005-06-19T09:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T09:53:12.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleveland Originals</title><content type='html'>An organization for "Independent, locally-owned restaurants in Cleveland and Northeast Ohio": &lt;a href="http://www.clevelandoriginals.com/"&gt;Cleveland Originals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111895130034036636?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.clevelandoriginals.com/' title='Cleveland Originals'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111895130034036636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111895130034036636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111895130034036636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111895130034036636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/cleveland-originals.html' title='Cleveland Originals'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111918879695037540</id><published>2005-06-19T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T09:46:36.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 Pho</title><content type='html'>Ok, one last post will wrap up the visit with the library school friends that took place in April...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted before about Vietnamese food, and pho in particular. &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=%231 pho&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;hs=eCz&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;near=864 roanoke road, cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41536638,-81542907,17046837311243952650"&gt;#1 Pho&lt;/a&gt; is practically next door to Pho Hoa (a more dedicated noodle-house type place that is FAR less visible from the street) that I've posted about before. #1 Pho probably has more atmosphere than Pho Hoa and a more varied menu selection. As I recall, we all really liked our food, and it was a very nice experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings about recommending #1 Pho, because I think they probably take a lot of business from Pho Hoa, and the last thing I want to have happen is for there to be FEWER noodle options in Cleveland. Ok, I would definitely recommend #1 Pho, but PLEASE try Pho Hoa, too. They specialize more and is more of a mom-n-pop kind of place, and there should be room for both of them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was in charge of things, I would move Pho Hoa to Coventry, where they could have a more visible spot with more natural light, not to mention being EXTREMELY convenient for me. Surely, Coventry is ready for Bubble Tea? Plus, there must be students at Case who would go for the cheap and delicious sandwiches and bowls of noodles. If I prayed, I would pray for Pho Hoa to move to Coventry and be a smahing success. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111918879695037540?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111918879695037540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111918879695037540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111918879695037540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111918879695037540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/1-pho.html' title='#1 Pho'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111906512486521002</id><published>2005-06-19T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T09:32:37.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake View Cemetery</title><content type='html'>When the library school friends came a while back, we decided to check out &lt;a href="http://www.lakeviewcemetery.com/interest.html"&gt;Lake View Cemetery&lt;/a&gt; over on Mayfield near Little Italy. It had been highly recommended as a place to take out of town guests, but we were skeptical. But I've never heard of a cemetery that's so much like a park and that has so much going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up in the Garfield Monument to see the view, which was nice, but would have been better if it had been less foggy and rainy. On a sunny day, I'm sure it's gorgeous. But the monument itself was pretty interesting, and the docent there was happy to tell us about the history of the monument. She also recommended we go to the Wade Chapel in the cemetery, which turned out to be an excellent idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapel has these fantastic Tiffany glass windows and mosaics, and, the day we were there, a fabulous docent who engaged us for a good half hour, telling us local history, the history of the chapel, explaining the symbolism of the murals in the chapel, and pointing out interesting details and technical points of interest about the chapel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hadn't planned to go to the chapel, but it turned out to be a highlight of the visit! It's free. I highly recommend it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111906512486521002?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lakeviewcemetery.com/interest.html' title='Lake View Cemetery'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111906512486521002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111906512486521002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111906512486521002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111906512486521002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/lake-view-cemetery.html' title='Lake View Cemetery'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111918732554005898</id><published>2005-06-19T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T09:22:05.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Udupi Cafe</title><content type='html'>We went to Udupi Cafe for the first time when my library school friends visited. It was soooooo good. We've been back three times since, and it might be one of those things (like Ramen--see previous post) that every time I eat it, I go, Oh, it's never been THIS good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of what I know about the place, I learned from this article in Scene: &lt;a href="http://www.clevescene.com/issues/2005-03-02/dining/cafe.html"&gt;The Other India&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice: when you enter at the front of the restaurant, march in purposefully and try to make eye contact with one of the many servers who hang out at the back. No one greets you at the front, and we had trouble once being seated, hidden, in a corner, by someone who may have been a busperson. So, that time, the service wasn't great, but the first time we went, the waiter explained the menu to us and made recommendations, and was just generally very helpful, so I think it was just bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the first time we went, we got the Chana Bhatura and the Masala Dosai. One of the times we went, we decided to get something different, and ended up ordering somethings that, I have to say, included some tastes that were foreign enough to me that I did not like them. So we've gone back to our two favorites, and we crave them when we haven't been there for a while. If you go, and you can't remember what things I'm recommending, there are labelled pictures of four dishes all over the restaurant. These two are in opposite corners of the poster. One is the giant puff of fried dough, and the other is the GIANT pancake/crepe thing folded in half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fat in the yogurt in a sweet lassi cuts the heat better than water, so you should probably get one of those, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111918732554005898?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.clevescene.com/issues/2005-03-02/dining/cafe.html' title='Udupi Cafe'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111918732554005898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111918732554005898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111918732554005898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111918732554005898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/udupi-cafe.html' title='Udupi Cafe'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111914867780976896</id><published>2005-06-18T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T22:37:57.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum</title><content type='html'>The last stop on the Bun tour today, was the &lt;a href="http://www.rockhall.com/"&gt;Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there a few months back when my library school friends visited, and we love it. Dr. Jay's aunt and uncle got us a membership, so he and I get in for free, so we don't feel bad about going over and over, and we don't feel we need to see it all when we go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally surpassed my expectations. It's a very professionally run museum, but hip and irreverant (as you might expect) but very respectful to the music without being, I don't know, too star-struck. Every time we go, I discover a new favorite part. The first time, I felt like I could have spent hours in the interactive exhibit showing how musicians have influenced each other. I also felt a very strong desire to put on Jimi Hendrix's clothes. I guess it put me in touch with my inner Jimi Hendrix, because I didn't feel that about, say, David Bowie's costumes, and I love David Bowie. Oh, and there's a wall about censorship, with clips of interviews, etc., that's very inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I loved two things I missed the first time. One was the Jimi Hendrix Surround Sound Theater, which is about what you would expect: concert footage in a little theater with surround sound. The other was an MTV exhbit with clips of videos that tell stories about MTV as well as the evolution of music videos. I love music videos, even though I haven't really gotten to watch them since 1989 when I left for college, so I was fixated. I told Dr. Jay that if I ever run away, he might want to check there first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing about the RRHoF is that they have a deck that looks out over the lake, and it is just beatiful out there. It's right next to the giant Wall prop from The Wall. You can't miss it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111914867780976896?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.rockhall.com/' title='Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111914867780976896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111914867780976896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914867780976896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914867780976896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/rock-and-roll-hall-of-fame-and-museum.html' title='Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111901749725215088</id><published>2005-06-18T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T22:42:23.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Lakes Brewing Company</title><content type='html'>As I said a few posts ago, I'm not a beer drinker. Neither is Dr. Jay. But the more I heard about the &lt;a href="http://www.greatlakesbrewing.com/foodQuality.php"&gt;Great Lakes Brewing Company&lt;/a&gt;, the more I liked it, so we went there for lunch with the Buns after the Trolly ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I hear? Well, I'm glad you asked. First, they have great names for their beers, like Holy Moses, the label of which features a picture of Moses Cleaveland parting Lake Erie, with the Cleveland skyline in the background. Then there's another called Burning River, which I probably don't need to explain. They're cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But also, Dr. Jay has gotten into this vermicomposting thing, which I won't get into in this post, and they do that, too. &lt;a href="http://greatlakesbrewing.com/companyEnvironmentZW.php"&gt;Here's a page&lt;/a&gt; about all kinds of cool stuff they do. Supporting local farmers, concern for the environment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went for lunch, and it was really good. I had bratwurst, pierogis, and cabbage. The bratwurst was juicy, and mustard wicked hot, the cabbage a little sweet (so nice after the mustard!), and the pierogis chewy, potatoe-y, salty, and delicious. Poppa Bun had the Walleye Bites appetizer as an entree, and it was great, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of their desserts looked pretty cool, too, but we didn't try any today. We sat outside at the GLBC, and we could see the West Side Market from where we were. And across the street, on Saturdays, there's a craft/flea market. I didn't have much time to look, but I can tell you there was someone selling vinyl LPs and someone else selling &lt;a href="http://artifactualcreations.com/index.htm"&gt;really cool jewelry made from found objects&lt;/a&gt;. And across the street was a place called &lt;a href="w.digitalcity.com/cleveland/dining/venue.adp?sbid=105378536"&gt;Talkies Film and Coffee Bar&lt;/a&gt; which we didn't try, but I'm intrigued. I guess they show old movies somewhere in there, but I didn't see them anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111901749725215088?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.greatlakesbrewing.com/fhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifoodQuality.php' title='Great Lakes Brewing Company'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111901749725215088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111901749725215088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111901749725215088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111901749725215088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/great-lakes-brewing-company.html' title='Great Lakes Brewing Company'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111914616607545913</id><published>2005-06-18T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:56:06.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>West Side Market, revisited</title><content type='html'>Ok, we've revisited it MANY times since I posted about it back in, I don't know, January?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lolly the Trolley, we dropped by the West Side Market. One thing to add about the WSM, (other than the cake I just ate) is that if you go early in the day, parking is easier. If you go LATE in the day (4:30-ish?) parking is easy AND many of the vendors are trying to move items they don't want to pack up, and are sometimes ready to bargain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay for the lovely bratwurst, though. We went right down the street to the Great Lakes Brewing Company...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111914616607545913?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111914616607545913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111914616607545913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914616607545913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914616607545913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/west-side-market-revisited.html' title='West Side Market, revisited'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111914562778532018</id><published>2005-06-18T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:47:07.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolly the Trolley - Cleveland City Sightseeing Tours</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine got us a gift certificate for &lt;a href="http://www.lollytrolley.com/city.htm"&gt;Lolly the Trolley&lt;/a&gt;  before we moved here, and today seemed like the perfect day to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the one hour tour, and I learned so much and felt so great about Cleveland. I would highly recommend  the tour to be one of the first things you do when you visit, so you can get an idea of what else you might want to do while you're here. I learned a bunch about buildings and public art downtown, the history of the city, and things to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that tours like this are designed to shine a flattering light on an area, but what can I say? I'm a sucker. Information about the ethnic groups who moved here over time, the church that was the last stop on the Underground Railroad before the ferry trip to Canada and freedom, and the Gay Pride parade that was going on downtown today overwhelmed me with respect for my new city. Not to mention the glittering Rock'n'Roll Hall of Fame, the lake full of sailboats, and the apartments and condos that the tourguide pointed out as having been added to areas of downtown recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111914562778532018?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lollytrolley.com/city.htm' title='Lolly the Trolley - Cleveland City Sightseeing Tours'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111914562778532018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111914562778532018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914562778532018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914562778532018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/lolly-trolley-cleveland-city.html' title='Lolly the Trolley - Cleveland City Sightseeing Tours'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111906501917950865</id><published>2005-06-18T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:33:14.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleveland ChopHouse</title><content type='html'>The Buns love a good steak, so we asked around and decided to go to &lt;a href="http://cleveland.citysearch.com/review/7984833"&gt;The Cleveland ChopHouse&lt;/a&gt; for dinner last night. It's in the Warehouse District, where we never really go, but we should. I had a house salad, which is very solid and right-on, which is to say: neither frou-frou nor a plate of iceberg lettuce. Then the New York Strip with the Cheddar Mashed Potatoes. The steak was excellent. The mashed potatoes were amazing. They were really heavy and rich and cheesy, but not stringy or gooey like you might think. They went so well with the steak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no steak expert, but I would happily go back when more people from out of town come and want to take us out. Also, they brew their own been, which I think is cool, even though I don't like beer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111906501917950865?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cleveland.citysearch.com/review/7984833' title='Cleveland ChopHouse'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111906501917950865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111906501917950865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111906501917950865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111906501917950865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/cleveland-chophouse.html' title='Cleveland ChopHouse'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111914428561229303</id><published>2005-06-18T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:24:45.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater Cleveland Regional Transit Authority </title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to post about the RTA (&lt;a href="http://www.gcrta.org/"&gt;Greater Cleveland Regional Transit Authority&lt;/a&gt;) for a while, and this seems like a good time to start, since the Buns took it from the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get it in the basement of the airport, so it's easier than taking a shuttle to a car rental place, and cheaper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111914428561229303?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.gcrta.org/' title='Greater Cleveland Regional Transit Authority '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111914428561229303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111914428561229303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914428561229303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914428561229303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/greater-cleveland-regional-transit.html' title='Greater Cleveland Regional Transit Authority '/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111914396405157747</id><published>2005-06-18T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:19:24.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I love Cleveland more than I ever thought possible</title><content type='html'>I love it when people visit us, because we get to be tourists in Cleveland. Dr. Jay's dad, Poppa Bun, and stepmom, Momma Bun, visited us last night and today from the southeastern US, where they live. We had an amazing 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot cooler this weekend than it was for a while (it was like in the 90s there for a long stretch!), and though the day started off overcast, it became sunny with a blue sky and fluffy clouds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to write about what we did this weekend so I don't get even farther behind. Dr. Jay and I just ate an enormous piece of chocolate mousse cake from Vera's Nationality Bakery that Poppa Bun got for us at West Side Market, so we'll see how long that keeps me going before I crash. Since I brought it up, the cake. Oh, the cake. So cocoa-y and dark and not too sweet. Dense, dark cake, cocoa-y mousse between the layers, and frosting that was maybe half way to ganache? I don't know, but I recommend it highly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111914396405157747?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111914396405157747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111914396405157747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914396405157747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111914396405157747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-i-love-cleveland-more-than-i.html' title='Today I love Cleveland more than I ever thought possible'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111478530656043706</id><published>2005-06-16T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T10:08:00.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CMJ Rock Hall Music Fest</title><content type='html'>Oh, cleaning up some old drafts I have laying around. The &lt;a href="http://www.cmj.com/rockfest/"&gt;CMJ Rock Hall Music Fest&lt;/a&gt; has passed, but it sounds like they're going to do another next year. It sounds pretty great, for those who aren't too old to stay out late...and not so packed yet that, like SXSW in Austin, it's impossible to get in to see any acts if you're not, like, a record company executive or press.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111478530656043706?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cmj.com/rockfest/' title='CMJ Rock Hall Music Fest'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111478530656043706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111478530656043706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111478530656043706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111478530656043706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/cmj-rock-hall-music-fest.html' title='CMJ Rock Hall Music Fest'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111180221900443212</id><published>2005-06-06T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T08:46:37.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Greek</title><content type='html'>A restaurant over at Cedar Fairmont (the intersection of Cedar and Farimont!) is a place called &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=mad greek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41499444,-81695556,13377389145000823813"&gt;the Mad Greek&lt;/a&gt;. We've been there a few times, and really like it. It has the disadvantage of being across the street from Aladdin's, which we LOVE, so we don't end up there as often as we might. And my parents loved it when we took them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They serve a combination of Greek and Indian foods. I've mostly concentrated on the Greek, and I think the Moussaka has been my favorite. As I recall, it has eggplant, ground meat, cheese, and pine nuts. Really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not usually too concerned about decor, but the feel of the Mad Greek is that you're in a walled garden in the Mediterranean. Which is especially like a vacation in the middle of winter! They might have a patio in summer, too, but I'm not sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111180221900443212?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111180221900443212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111180221900443212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111180221900443212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111180221900443212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/mad-greek.html' title='Mad Greek'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111172109181735122</id><published>2005-06-05T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:49:07.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Western Reserve Historical Society</title><content type='html'>Ok. This place is very cool. Went here in, um, December, and just getting around to posting about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.wrhs.org/"&gt;Western Reserve Historical Society&lt;/a&gt; is very similar to one of the places I worked in Cali. The focus is regional history. They have a museum as well as a library and research center that is used quite often for genealogical research. They have an aviation and car collection, and maintain some historic houses to tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of place I love, because it makes history fun. It gives history shape and substance but is interesting and hip at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111172109181735122?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wrhs.org/' title='Western Reserve Historical Society'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111172109181735122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111172109181735122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111172109181735122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111172109181735122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/06/western-reserve-historical-society.html' title='Western Reserve Historical Society'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111754437302732619</id><published>2005-05-31T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:15:53.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New York Times Travel Section: 36 Hours in Cleveland</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite part: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Clevelanders remain, by nature, a self-deprecating lot. But before long, calling their town hip, cosmopolitan - even splendid - won't sound so ironic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah! I couldn't have said it better. Here is the story; I'm sorry they make you log in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://travel2.nytimes.com/2005/05/20/travel/escapes/20hours.html?ex=1117684800&amp;amp;en=de564e893b914868&amp;amp;ei=5070&amp;amp;n=Top%2FFeatures%2FTravel%2FDestinations%2FUnited States%2FOhio%2FCleveland"&gt;The New York Times &gt; Travel &gt; Escapes &gt; 36 Hours: Cleveland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have included some other things that I consider more important, but I guess that's what this blog is for, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111754437302732619?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111754437302732619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111754437302732619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111754437302732619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111754437302732619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-york-times-travel-section-36-hours.html' title='New York Times Travel Section: 36 Hours in Cleveland'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111757014684798848</id><published>2005-05-31T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:09:06.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So behind!</title><content type='html'>Aw, man, I am so behind on posting! I've been in New England for a cool and cloudy visit with my parents, family, and friends. And before that, there've been projects: buying furniture, working in the yard...and then getting ready to go away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the weather's beautiful here. Sunny, warm. Walking the dog in my neighborhood last night and then this morning, it's so peaceful. Things are in bloom, there are birds and bunnies. Friendly neighbors. It's good to be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111757014684798848?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111757014684798848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111757014684798848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111757014684798848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111757014684798848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-behind.html' title='So behind!'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111508801038391053</id><published>2005-05-02T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:56:56.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One last post/therapy session for tonight</title><content type='html'>When I was in college in Connecticut, after having grown up in Connecticut, I spent a summer in San Francisco. While I was there, I was amazed by how just generally psyched the people there were. And I noticed that while people in Connecticut had an attitude of, "Well, this is where I am, I don't really like it, but, you know, I can't really go anywhere else," the people in SF, where it's sort of a novelty to find a native, were more like, "Hey! I'm here because I came here, and I wanted to come here, and wow! it's cool. I wait tables at a cafe and share an apartment with 5 other people, but here I am! Yahoo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could make a case that there is more inherently cool about SF than Connecticut, but to me, that didn't seem to explain it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the same way about Cleveland and Austin, and I won't believe it comes entirely down to the weather. No one in Austin is from there (it seems)--and there's actually a movement to keep new people out (motivated, I think, mostly by transplants), to keep it small and retain its character. But the people there that I saw working in the airport in the middle of the night seemed to have that, "Hey! I came here because I wanted to be here, and now I'm doing my thing here at the airport at 12 am! Yahoo!" In contrast, I've noticed that when I tell (some) Clevelanders that I moved here from California, after the first wave of "Are you nuts?" there's sort of a wistful, "Yeah, I'd really like to go there to check it out, but I'm stuck here" thing. And I want to say, "Go! Visit! Move! You can do it! Have some faith in yourself! Have some confidence!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then maybe that brings me back to that last post about who am I to say something's not actually keeping people here against their will. Economics, for example. I don't know. I just want to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends who visited over the weekend were all amazed at what Cleveland had to offer. They felt there was a lot of potential here, just like I do. Maybe we just need to have an exchange program, where we bring in some people from other parts of the country who will appreciate Cleveland, and send some Clevelanders to Arizona and California so they can maybe get some notion that Cleveland's not so bad after all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we'd get into the whole problem Austin's having, where as people move there, the cost of living goes up, hurting the people who lived there in the first place. Except maybe for the people who bought their homes in 1980 for, what, $70K that would then be worth $500K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I just want Cleveland to be all it can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am rambling now. Time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111508801038391053?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111508801038391053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111508801038391053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111508801038391053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111508801038391053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-last-posttherapy-session-for.html' title='One last post/therapy session for tonight'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111117471129755291</id><published>2005-05-02T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:51:44.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Third post tonight, this one on Cleveland's possible inferiority complex</title><content type='html'>For a while now, I've been noticing that while I (and others I've met both in person and online) feel that Cleveland has tons to offer, the rest of the country has ultra-low expectations of it (the image of burning river rather than plentiful streams in parks, for example), and many of the people who live here, well, they just refuse to appreciate what they have going for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another thing that's slowed me down with the posting (see previous two posts). I get frustrated with this attitude typified, I think, in one reaction to us almost breaking the snowfall record before we actually ended up breaking it (darn, I can't find the Plain Dealer column I'm referring to!). Anyway, the columnist was all, "we can't even win when we're competing with ourselves, how lame is that? Plus, who wants to win something like having the most snowfall? We can't even win something we don't want to win." Or something along those lines. And I was like, Geez, we just can't win with an attitude like that, can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a search and found this article about Cleveland's inferiority complex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freetimes.com/modules.php?op=modload&amp;amp;name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=1387"&gt;Cleveland on the Couch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, recently, a native told me that there are people here who miss the yellow haze of pollution that used to hang over the city, because that meant there were jobs here. I was shocked that anyone could even think such a thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I started to get disgusted with myself and my attitude of, "Oh, you silly Clevelanders! What are you moaning about? I mean, *I* moved here from a more expensive part of the country, and *I* have job, and *I* think Cleveland's great!" I started to make myself sick, and I couldn't stand the thought of inflicting myself on  anyone via the blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111117471129755291?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111117471129755291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111117471129755291' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111117471129755291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111117471129755291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/05/third-post-tonight-this-one-on.html' title='Third post tonight, this one on Cleveland&apos;s possible inferiority complex'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111508526308690395</id><published>2005-05-02T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:47:56.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason I haven't posted, besides being busy</title><content type='html'>Another reason I haven't posted in a while (other than being busy) is that for a few days in there, I was sort of over Cleveland, and I felt my enthusiasm, over the winter often bordering on hysteria, waning, and I found myself feeling a little disgusted by everything I saw. This started just before my trip to Austin, and for a few days, I was shocked that I could have ever wanted to leave Austin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty much always felt about Cleveland (well, since I got here) that it has the potential to be this really cool place, a lot like Austin. A liberal haven in a possibly less liberal state, strong local culture and arts and music scene, things to do outdoors, ethnic and regional food variety, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've had some thoughts about this. In fact maybe too many thougths for one post. Maybe here it will suffice to say that maybe Cleveland doesn't want to be Austin. (Have you ever heard the song by Dar Williams called &lt;a href="http://www.poplyrics.net/waiguo/darwilliams/014.htm"&gt;"Southern California Wants to be Western New York"&lt;/a&gt;?) But Cleveland just seems so sad, and I can't help trying to find ways to help it be happier. When I arrived in the Austin airport in the middle of the night, I noticed that the people working in the airport looked so happy. Is this only a product of the weather? I just don't think so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111508526308690395?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111508526308690395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111508526308690395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111508526308690395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111508526308690395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-reason-i-havent-posted-besides.html' title='Another reason I haven&apos;t posted, besides being busy'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111508378884343194</id><published>2005-05-02T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:44:50.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>Well. Where haven't I been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really. I went to Austin for a long weekend. Austin, where I haven't been since I moved from there almost 3 years ago. It was so good to see friends (and friends' babies!) and see the city where I spent 8 1/2 sometimes intense and formative years. I ate more than is morally defensible, and on the last day it was like, "Ok. We'll go now to get a barbecue sandwich; then we can leave for the airport, and on the way we'll stop at Taco Cabana for tacos to eat on the plane!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so lovely to be in a city where I know so much about what to do and where to go. Restaurants? libraries? books? hiking? swimming? views? zoo? friends? holistic doctors? I know where to find it. Not the case here (yet), never the case in California, and no longer the case in Connecticut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see friends from massage school, library school, and work, and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this past weekend, two other library school friends came here to Cleveland with their S.O.'s. We did lots of fun stuff that I hope I can get around to blogging about, and they seemed to come away with a feeling that Cleveland is pretty cool and has a lot to offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111508378884343194?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111508378884343194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111508378884343194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111508378884343194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111508378884343194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/05/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111341938866258791</id><published>2005-04-14T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T08:41:21.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An example of what we have but don't appreciate?</title><content type='html'>Cleveland seems to have a sort of inferiority complex and acts like it has nothing going for it. To me, this seems like a shame, because I think Cleveland has a huge amount going for it. I think Cleveland just needs an attitude adjustment and maybe needs to look at what it has that you can't get in other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old Victorian house in Medina that is being sold for $1 to a man who is going to spend $100K to move it to California. This is still a bargain for him, because 2-bedroom bungalows in, say, Oakland, go for a half million easy. Obviously, an offer of a Victorian house for $1 if you can move it away is not a normal thing here in Northeast Ohio, but still. My point is that we have cool old houses here that people in other parts of the country would go nuts for. And they don't cost anywhere near half a million. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an article from the Plain Dealer about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleveland.com/news/plaindealer/index.ssf?/base/medina/1113384834311110.xml"&gt;California or bust (feelin' blue)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111341938866258791?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111341938866258791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111341938866258791' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111341938866258791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111341938866258791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/example-of-what-we-have-but-dont.html' title='An example of what we have but don&apos;t appreciate?'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111037855273128209</id><published>2005-04-12T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T13:16:45.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suburbs lesson and Parks and Rec info</title><content type='html'>Outside of Cleveland is a ring of suburbs called the "inner ring" suburbs--which, after living in the sprawling Austin, TX, seem to me more like "neighborhoods" of Cleveland (and, according to Yahoo! maps and yellow pages, it's all just "Cleveland")--that are the cool places to live, with older houses with lots of dormers and cute yards and wood floors and little neighborhood shopping areas with restaurants, etc. This is as opposed to the "outer ring" suburbs, where the new houses and McMansions are. (hisssssssss!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at least some, if not all, of these inner ring suburbs have their own parks and rec happenings. Unfortunately, lots of them aren't listed online, but here's a link to the pdf of the &lt;a href="http://www.clevelandheights.com/pdfs/parks_and_rec.pdf"&gt;City of Cleveland Heights Parks and Recreation Brochure for Spring/Summer 2005&lt;/a&gt;. The South Euclid/Lyndhurst brochure has tons of dance classes and home repair classes, but I can't find it online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Cleveland Heights one should give you a sample of the bounty that awaits you, too, in lovely Cleveland, O.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111037855273128209?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111037855273128209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111037855273128209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111037855273128209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111037855273128209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/suburbs-lesson-and-parks-and-rec-info.html' title='Suburbs lesson and Parks and Rec info'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111309761520554867</id><published>2005-04-10T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T08:23:01.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aladdin's Eatery</title><content type='html'>After the bike ride and garden centers yesterday, I spent the rest of the daylight hours raking and moving rocks around, trying to make sense of what's in the yard so we can decide what to do with it next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was cooling down and getting dark, I picked Dr. Jay up from work, where he'd been all afternoon, (ick!) and we went over to &lt;a href="http://www.aladdinseatery.com/"&gt;Aladdin's Eatery&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. We were so hungry from our ride and his work and my work outside, and the food was soooo good. We ordered an appetizer, which was basically Aladdin's version of the meat pie at Amir's (see past posts), that we made short work of, and then he got chicken shawarma and I got beef shawarma, and it was so delicious, too. But we weren't quite full, so we ordered some hummous. So creamy and delicious and beautiful with a little olive oil drizzled on  it, a cucumber slice, a tomato slice, and an olive and some parsley. We scooped it up with the nice soft pita. Finally full, we came home and went to bed. What a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually go to Aladdin's pretty often, but somehow it never made it into the blog until now. When we were in town for 2 days last May looking at houses and deciding if Cleveland was somewhere I thought I could live (not necessarily in that order?), we went there after our first day of house-looking. We spread out all our papers and maps and flyers on one of the tables and got out the laptop to download the pictures we'd taken and narrowed down the houses we liked the best and made a plan for the next day. Fond memories, but am I glad I don't have to do that again any time soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111309761520554867?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.aladdinseatery.com/' title='Aladdin&apos;s Eatery'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111309761520554867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111309761520554867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111309761520554867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111309761520554867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/aladdins-eatery.html' title='Aladdin&apos;s Eatery'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111313480504767493</id><published>2005-04-10T07:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T08:07:30.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardening: first foray</title><content type='html'>I've never lived in my own house before where I had a yard to garden in, but I've often  fantasized about growing vegetables in my yard, so now's it's time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=heights garden center&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;sa=N&amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;rl=1&amp;sc=1&amp;radius=0&amp;latlng=41499444,-81695556,2240509834767061795"&gt;Heights Garden Center on Cedar&lt;/a&gt; between Lee and Taylor for seeds, seed-starting supplies, and advice. I talked to a woman there who was really helpful, but a line started behind me and by the time we finished discussing my lawn, I felt like I had to let her help someone else, so we didn't even get as far as raised beds or vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over to &lt;a href="http://www.petittigardencenter.com/"&gt;Petitti's&lt;/a&gt; at the Richmond Mall, where they were also very nice, and got some supplies there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got seeds for collards, Beefmaster (!) tomatoes, parsley, Brussels sprouts, Waltham butternut squash, and zucchini, plus some Genoan basil that my mom gave me when they were here recently. Keep your fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111313480504767493?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111313480504767493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111313480504767493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111313480504767493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111313480504767493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/gardening-first-foray.html' title='Gardening: first foray'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111309764996385772</id><published>2005-04-09T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:02:57.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beachland Ballroomhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif</title><content type='html'>Waaaaaay back in January, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.beachlandballroom.com/"&gt;The Beachland Ballroom&lt;/a&gt; to see &lt;a href="http://www.thesadies.net/"&gt;The Sadies&lt;/a&gt; ("not your average surf, garage, country, rock band"). Oh. I guess we actually went to see Neko Case, who was very good, but we were totally taken with the Sadies. They opened and also backed Neko Case up, so there was a lot of Sadies, and it was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of their lyrics, well, they're creepy. But in a kind of American Traditional Bluegrass "I took her into the woods and killed her" kind of a way. I might say the cumulative effect, at least on the album we bought (yes! we actually bought an album! That's how much we liked the Sadies!) is sort of mysogynistic, but Sadie is one of the people who dies, so and they seem to identify with her, so...wait this is supposed to be about the Beachland Ballroom. Oh, but one more thing about this. We found a site about &lt;a href="http://www.ericzorn.com/music/murder/"&gt;murder ballads&lt;/a&gt; which is pretty funny the way it has the synopsis of the key points of each song at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, the Beachland Ballroom. It was nice, reminded me of places in Austin. Smokey, but what are you going to do? Seemed to be a refurbished fraternal society's building. And not very refurbished, as it still has painted scenes from (I assume) a European country on the walls. To be honest, I can't remember, I think it was an Eastern European country. And I guess there are two venues at the Ballroom, and I guess we were in the less intimate one. Of course, the show didn't start till after our bedtime, which made it very hard to stand up and stay awake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111309764996385772?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.beachlandballroom.com/' title='The Beachland Ballroomhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111309764996385772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111309764996385772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111309764996385772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111309764996385772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/beachland-ballroomhttpwwwbloggercomimg.html' title='The Beachland Ballroomhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111307905956880746</id><published>2005-04-09T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T18:49:52.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Ride in the Emerald Necklace</title><content type='html'>This morning we got up early and went to another park in the Clevelend Metroparks, this time the &lt;a href="http://www.clemetparks.com/visit/index.asp?action=rdetails&amp;reservations_id=1002"&gt;North Chagrin Reservation&lt;/a&gt; (I've never heard of parks called 'reservations', either). We went for a bike ride the length of the park, which turned out not to be wicked long, but from one end to the other and back was plenty after a winter of not much exercise. It was sunny and warm and cool in the shade. Another beautiful spring day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for a little .75 mile hike to the Squire Castle on the reservation, which was cute and interesting, at least for a stone and brick building with nothing in it. But there was a description of what it was like when it was in use, and it was pretty cool to imagine it back then with plaster on the walls and furniture, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wound up the trip with a visit to Corky and Lenny's, where I got some corned beef  hash and poached egg that really knocked my socks off. The hash was light on the potatoes and sort of pureed, unusual but delicious. We got some corned beef and stuffed cabbage to take home with us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111307905956880746?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111307905956880746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111307905956880746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111307905956880746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111307905956880746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/bike-ride-in-emerald-necklace.html' title='Bike Ride in the Emerald Necklace'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111280948562357340</id><published>2005-04-06T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T14:33:51.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another beautiful day!</title><content type='html'>Ate lunch fast today and yesterday so I could go outside for a walk in the sun during lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring definitely feels different after a long, cold, snowy winter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the daffodils! You should see them. Everyone's got the bulbs goin' on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111280948562357340?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111280948562357340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111280948562357340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111280948562357340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111280948562357340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-beautiful-day.html' title='Another beautiful day!'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111264439421990722</id><published>2005-04-04T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:46:39.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball?</title><content type='html'>Ahh! Baseball season started yesterday, but, as I was just informed my a co-worker, yesterday's game didn't matter because it was the Red Sox and the Yankees. It really starts today, because the Indians are playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never cared at all about baseball. I've been to a few games and always concentrated on the hotdogs, etc. But it's a pretty big deal here, so we'll see if they can suck me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a bad sport, but I have to say, that once I really looked at that Cleveland Indians logo, I was shocked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111264439421990722?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111264439421990722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111264439421990722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111264439421990722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111264439421990722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/baseball.html' title='Baseball?'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111263315346371749</id><published>2005-04-04T12:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T12:45:53.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time change fever</title><content type='html'>Last night after dinner, the weather had cleared up, the sun was shining, the snow was melting, sky was blue, and the breeze was cool. We threw the dog in the car and went back to the Cleveland Metroparks Euclid Creek Reservation where we skiied a while back (see previous post). It was muddy and snowy, but we had a great time. We explored a part of the park we hadn't been to before, and tried to get the dog to catch snowballs and go down a slide. My favorite part was that Dr. Jay and I took turns on some swings, while the other held onto the dog, who was decidedly agitated by the swinging. At first he hopped around like he wanted to play, but finally resorted to barking insistently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah for DST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111263315346371749?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111263315346371749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111263315346371749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111263315346371749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111263315346371749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-change-fever.html' title='Time change fever'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111249513133588725</id><published>2005-04-02T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T21:25:31.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cleveland sets snowfall record with spring storm"</title><content type='html'>Oi, vey. It's disgusting out. All day it seemed like slush was falling from the sky. Anywhere I went there was about 4 inches of slush to slog through. And then the temperature started falling this evening and it got bone-chillingly cold and damp. Ick. Much better in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111249513133588725?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ohio.com/mld/beaconjournal/news/state/11296297.htm' title='&quot;Cleveland sets snowfall record with spring storm&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111249513133588725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111249513133588725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111249513133588725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111249513133588725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/cleveland-sets-snowfall-record-with.html' title='&quot;Cleveland sets snowfall record with spring storm&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111244733729087875</id><published>2005-04-02T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T08:08:57.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>I got up today, and Dr. Jay, who had been up for a while before me (he's preparing for the time change by getting up 15 minutes earlier every day--he's not very good at getting up early), was like, "Surprise! It's a winter wonderland outside!" and I was like, "Haha, very funny," and he was like, "No, I'm not kidding."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he wasn't. It isn't even below freezing, and all this snow is sticking everywhere. It seemed to me, that back when it was &lt;em&gt;technically&lt;/em&gt; winter, nothing would stick unless it was really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. This probably won't last long, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111244733729087875?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111244733729087875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111244733729087875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111244733729087875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111244733729087875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/04/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111031279510811255</id><published>2005-03-31T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T17:22:39.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vidstar Video</title><content type='html'>Where we were in Cali, I had a devil of a time finding anywhere to rent movies other than Blockbuster, who seemed to be relieving itself of any inventory that wasn't totally mainstream. We finally started borrowing videotapes and DVDs from the library. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The library system where we were was pretty good, and our branch had a really good selection of movies. Also, items reserved online usually got to our branch within a couple of days, and I don't think I ever looked forsomething I couldn't get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried that with the library here, because I'm all for libraries and Dr. Jay is all for free (there were small fees at the library in Cali, both for borrowing DVDs and for reserving items, but they didn't amount to much) but our branch has a tiny selection and items on reserve can take weeks or months to arrive. (There are not, however, any fees associated with borrowing DVDs or putting items on reserve.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we needed another alternative, and we found &lt;a href="http://www.vidstarvideo.com/"&gt;Vidstar Video&lt;/a&gt;, a good, old-fashioned, hip, local video store over on Coventry. It seems like a tiny place, but they also seem to have everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111031279510811255?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.vidstarvideo.com/' title='Vidstar Video'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111031279510811255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111031279510811255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111031279510811255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111031279510811255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/vidstar-video.html' title='Vidstar Video'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111223508487322547</id><published>2005-03-30T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T21:11:24.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We opened our windows today!</title><content type='html'>It was 70 today! My god, spring is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came home today after work, it was broad daylight, and warmer outside than in the house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring really does feel better after an actual winter. Of course, I felt sort of hot and itchy and headachy today, but, as I recall from growning up in New England, I always got sort of sick when spring came. My mom called it spring fever, which is sort of funny because, a) the thing everyone else calls Spring Fever is a relaxed and positive thing, like Senior-itis; and b) I read somewhere that Spring Fever was originally actual illnesses that people used to have by spring in the olden days from not eating any fruits and vegetables all winter. And neither of these seems to apply to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says that it will get cold again and might very well snow, but I don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111223508487322547?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111223508487322547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111223508487322547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111223508487322547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111223508487322547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-opened-our-windows-today.html' title='We opened our windows today!'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111188376224434822</id><published>2005-03-26T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:36:02.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela-Mia Pizza</title><content type='html'>My parents, Mom and Dad are in town, helping us work on the house. We were all busy today with house projects and needed something easy for dinner. So we decided to try a new pizza place. After a little searching online, I found &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=angela-mia&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official_s&amp;amp;sa=G&amp;amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41499444,-81695556,10765486825428985854"&gt;Angela-Mia Pizza&lt;/a&gt; and decided to give it a try. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize it was in East Cleveland in what might be considered a Bad Area until after I had ordered two medium pizzas and a large salad. So Dr. Jay and I piled into the car and went to pick up the food. It's take-out only, and the most remarkable feature of the decor is the thick plexiglass window protecting the employees from us. Anywhere there were holes in the window, like for passing pizza boxes, money, or cube-shaped objects such as salad containers, there were plexiglass doors that the woman behind the counter and I both got a laugh out of watching me try to navigate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the food? Everyone really liked the pizza. I found the canned mushrooms to have a metallic taste but the crust was very nice. Right in between "thick and doughy" and "thin and crispy." And the pizza was not at all soggy or greasy. The salad was iceberg lettuce, tomatoes, black and green olives, and peperoncini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all very happy. I think we'd go there again, but we might think twice about going after dark. I felt very safe, but I guess the plexiglass must be there for something. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111188376224434822?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111188376224434822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111188376224434822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111188376224434822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111188376224434822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/angela-mia-pizza.html' title='Angela-Mia Pizza'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111160935409937779</id><published>2005-03-23T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T15:22:34.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Visitors bureau to promote city's rich arts scene"</title><content type='html'>Article from the Plain Dealer. (Will the link stop working in a couple of days? I hope not.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. Promoting arts in addition to sports. What a crazy idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cleveland.com/entertainment/plaindealer/index.ssf?/base/entertainment/111157409239890.xml"&gt;Visitors bureau to promote city's rich arts scene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111160935409937779?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cleveland.com/entertainment/plaindealer/index.ssf?/base/entertainment/111157409239890.xml' title='&quot;Visitors bureau to promote city&apos;s rich arts scene&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111160935409937779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111160935409937779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111160935409937779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111160935409937779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/visitors-bureau-to-promote-citys-rich.html' title='&quot;Visitors bureau to promote city&apos;s rich arts scene&quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111119845984913385</id><published>2005-03-18T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:14:19.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that helped me get through the winter</title><content type='html'>Well, just two days till the first day of spring, and I seem to have survived the winter in good shape. I know, I know, we still may get more snow, and it won't get warm right away. But I feel pretty confident that I'll get through the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how did I do it? Well, I'm glad you asked. I was so sure it would be horrible, that I was determined to do whatever I could to prevent becoming cold, wet, and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the first of the year, I started a Pilates class at the local recreation center. I'm now almost done with my second 6-week class, and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the Pilates, I walked the dog for 10 to 30 minutes every night. It was dark and cold, but it got me out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.shoebuy.com/sb/s.jsp?Style=56877&amp;Substyle=133840"&gt;Muckers&lt;/a&gt;! Ok, so I just found out that they're actually called Derby. But anyway, they're made by Clark's of England. They're so comfortable, like slippers, and I wore them every single time I walked the dog and they kept me dry and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And under them, I wore my &lt;a href="http://www.smartwool.com/"&gt;SmartWool&lt;/a&gt; Expedition Treckers. So warm and dry! Thick and comfy! And green. Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my &lt;a href="http://www.apollohealth.com/golite.html"&gt;GoLite&lt;/a&gt; "Portable Handheld Light Therapy Device". No Seasonal Affective Disorder for me! Dr. Jay's aunt got me this for my birthday, and we both use it. I think it's helped us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Dr. Jay's sister gave me a long black wool coat from J.Crew that was delicious when it was cold and snowy. AND, my long underwear. A few different brands and models, but it went on every day after work and didn't come off till bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111119845984913385?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111119845984913385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111119845984913385' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111119845984913385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111119845984913385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/things-that-helped-me-get-through.html' title='Things that helped me get through the winter'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111075358933372799</id><published>2005-03-13T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T21:18:19.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anatolia Cafe</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we went out on a Friday night not really sure where we were going to eat, and we ended up at  &lt;a href="http://www.anatoliacafe.com/"&gt;Anatolia Cafe&lt;/a&gt;, a Turkish restaurant with yummy, yummy food. (The link's a little wonky, but hopefully it will turn out to be the right one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some lentil soup, which was pretty good, and hmmmm. I don't remember. One of us got shish kebab, I think, and the other...maybe an eggplant thing? Whatever it was, it was awesome. Maybe stuffed eggplant? The eggplant was the one we really fought over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't a very good or helpful post, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what was definitely good was the custard we had for dessert. Very firm and unusual. But soooo good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111075358933372799?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.anatoliacafe.com/' title='Anatolia Cafe'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111075358933372799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111075358933372799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111075358933372799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111075358933372799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/anatolia-cafe.html' title='Anatolia Cafe'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111075133461253459</id><published>2005-03-13T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T17:02:14.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat at Joe's</title><content type='html'>Before we started our day of home-remodelling-shopping fun, we stopped at &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=eat at joe%27s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;sa=G&amp;amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41499444,-81695556,1623844189016900899"&gt;Eat at Joe's&lt;/a&gt; to try their breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an egg/cheese/bacon/kaiser roll sandwich. Very good in an almost fast-food kind of way. Dr. Jay got 2 eggs over medium, sausage, hash browns, and whole wheat toast. The sausage was delicious but sort of reminded me of McDonald's. The eggs and toast are basically what you'd make yourself at home; nothing special but fine. The hash browns (with plenty of Heinz ketchup) were plain but totally delicious in a french-fry kind of way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back and try their pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the bill came to $8-something for all that and OJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111075133461253459?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111075133461253459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111075133461253459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111075133461253459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111075133461253459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/eat-at-joes.html' title='Eat at Joe&apos;s'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111075048583514461</id><published>2005-03-13T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T16:51:33.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Gyro George</title><content type='html'>We were out today looking at furniture, floor covering, bathroom fixtures, and lights, as well as getting shades cut for our windows. It was past time for lunch, and we were tired and hungry and looking for a place to eat other than Subway or Rally's. Dr. Jay suddenly said, There! and turned into what looked like a reclaimed Arthur Treacher's, a place called &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=famous+gyro+george&amp;near=cleveland%2C+oh&amp;btnG=Search&amp;sc=1&amp;rl=1"&gt; Famous Gyro George&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy inside, with all kinds of pictures of Cleveland, Marilyn Monroe, Greece, and boxing, as well as big signs announcing the menu all over the walls and ceiling and windows. They are open 24 hours and serve breakfast all day and night, normal stuff like "The Clevelander" (2 eggs, 3 sausages, and two pancakes, or something like that) as well as a gyro omelette. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting both getting the "regular" which was a nice greek-style pita, lettuce, tomato, onion (well, we left off the onion), a huge pile of gyro meat, and a big tub of garlic sauce. It was really good. Juicy, delicious, definitely too big to eat as a sandwich. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jay thinks it might be a great place to get pancakes in the middle of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111075048583514461?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://local.google.com/local?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=famous+gyro+george&amp;near=cleveland%2C+oh&amp;btnG=Search&amp;sc=1&amp;rl=1' title='Famous Gyro George'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111075048583514461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111075048583514461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111075048583514461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111075048583514461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/famous-gyro-george.html' title='Famous Gyro George'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111066100451569816</id><published>2005-03-12T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T15:56:44.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peking Gourmet</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to &lt;a href="http://local.google.com/local?q=peking gourmet&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;near=cleveland, oh&amp;amp;rl=1&amp;amp;sc=1&amp;amp;radius=0&amp;amp;latlng=41499444,-81695556,17257211386194031040"&gt;Peking Gourmet&lt;/a&gt; for the first time. Apparently, everyone's crazy about their vegetarian dishes. (That's a link to Google Local. I don't know how it will work...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a meat dish, some kind of sizzling something with three meats. It was really good. We also got a vegetarian dish, which we didn't really like, which is strange for us not to like something. It had some nice fried tofu, but then something, maybe called bamboo tofu? Or pate? and some other things, maybe they were the pate? Or woodear mushrooms? Anyway, there was a taste we didn't like, maybe sweet or liquid smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we found out they have Peking Duck, which we just had for the first time a few weeks ago in DC, and we're definitely going to go back and try that as soon as we can think of any excuse to celebrate. Maybe St. Patrick's Day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111066100451569816?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111066100451569816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111066100451569816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111066100451569816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111066100451569816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/peking-gourmet.html' title='Peking Gourmet'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111066035489762495</id><published>2005-03-12T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T15:45:54.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country Skiing</title><content type='html'>We're apparently about to break a record for snowiest winter in Cleveland ever, but we put the snow to good use by running over to &lt;a href="http://www.clemetparks.com/visit/index.asp?action=rdetails&amp;amp;reservations_id=1009"&gt;The Cleveland Metroparks Euclid Creek Reservation&lt;/a&gt; for a quick ski. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cool to be able to ski for 40 minutes and come home. No waking up at 3 in the morning, driving 4 hours to get to snow, and paying for trail passes, then either driving 4 hours home or paying to sleep somewhere. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111066035489762495?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111066035489762495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111066035489762495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111066035489762495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111066035489762495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/cross-country-skiing.html' title='Cross Country Skiing'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111054174942594139</id><published>2005-03-11T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T06:49:09.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sniznank</title><content type='html'>My god, it's like it snows every night in March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111054174942594139?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111054174942594139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111054174942594139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111054174942594139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111054174942594139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/sniznank.html' title='sniznank'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111033590817213074</id><published>2005-03-08T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T21:33:09.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Davis Bakery</title><content type='html'>Oh...Corned beef! Hammentashen! Fruit tart! Bread! Yum, Yum, Yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cakes look scrumptie and it smells great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few &lt;a href="http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypResults.py?Pyt=&amp;amp;stx=davis bakery&amp;amp;stp=a&amp;amp;city=Cleveland Heights&amp;amp;state=OH&amp;amp;uzip=44118&amp;amp;country=us&amp;amp;msa=1680&amp;amp;cs=4&amp;amp;ed=fTPFZK1o2TxE__I7lek4raQXrd7TsphoTOZAQdLIImYz&amp;amp;doprox="&gt;Davis Bakeries&lt;/a&gt; around. I've been to two, and so far I like the one at Cedar and Warrensville Center best, but it's moving. In fact, it's moving because that's where the Whole Foods (among other things) is going in. Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111033590817213074?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111033590817213074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111033590817213074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111033590817213074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111033590817213074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/davis-bakery.html' title='Davis Bakery'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111033460468251477</id><published>2005-03-08T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:16:44.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mekong River</title><content type='html'>Mmmmmm. &lt;a href="http://cleveland.citysearch.com/profile/11344299/cleveland_oh/mekong_river.html?cslink=search_name_noncust&amp;amp;ulink=search__searchslot1_520__0_profile_2_1"&gt;Mekong River&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on Friday because we wanted to try something new, and we were really impressed. I just said, "What was that place called?" and Dr. Jay said, "Uhhhhh. That was good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a lot of things on the menu that I recognize from Thai restaurants, and then they have some Cambodian items. We got some Tom Kha Kai, and it was the simplest and most delicious version I've had. Chicken, coconut milk, lime, cilantro. It was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got Beef Macadamia. I was afraid it would be like cashew chicken, all gooey and sweet. But it was beautiful, nutty, slightly sweet, and lots of basil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter was surprised that we weren't done ordering, but we also got Cambodian Gumbo with chicken. This was sort of strange; I don't think I've ever had anything spiced like it before. But it was good, too. Papaya, pumpkin, green beans, baby corn, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were really nice and gave us extra rice to bring home with all our leftovers. We're definitely going back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111033460468251477?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cleveland.citysearch.com/profile/11344299/cleveland_oh/mekong_river.html?cslink=search_name_noncust&amp;ulink=search__searchslot1_520__0_profile_2_1' title='Mekong River'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111033460468251477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111033460468251477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111033460468251477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111033460468251477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/mekong-river.html' title='Mekong River'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111030073291773235</id><published>2005-03-08T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T11:52:12.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snizzle</title><content type='html'>Yesterday all the snow was gone. On the way home last night, Dr. Jay pointed it out and said it must be about time for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked out this morning and there was so much snow. Blowing like crazy. And I just didn't feel the excitement I've been feeling all winter about it. It was still pretty, but...eh. Not magic. It mostly looked to me like some news footage of a snowstorm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just tired today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my few daffodil bulbs that the squirrels didn't get are still coming up, right through the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111030073291773235?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111030073291773235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111030073291773235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111030073291773235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111030073291773235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/snizzle.html' title='Snizzle'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111016634822075083</id><published>2005-03-06T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T21:08:08.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Firehouse Grille and Pub</title><content type='html'>This is where we went last night: &lt;a href="http://www.firehousegrilleandpub.com/"&gt;Firehouse Grille and Pub&lt;/a&gt;. We were under the impression that we were going to Marinko's Firehouse Restaurant, which had formerly been in that location serving Hungarian food. (We weren't the only people there surprised by the menu. A woman at the next table refused to order anything after her drink because there was no stuffed cabbage to be had.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make the best of it, since we had driven all the way to Willoughby Hills. We discerned that their specialty seemed to be frying things. Dr. Jay and I try not to eat too much food that's been deep fried, but once we decided to take the plunge, we didn't hold back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared two sandwiches. One was a battered and fried fish fillet on a bun that came with a tub of tartar sauce. Mmmm. The other was a battered and fried hamburger topped with the usual lettuce and tomato AND a few breaded and fried mozarella sticks. Wow. That was a good burger. The french fries were the battered kind and wicked good. Sort of krinkle-cut-steak-fries or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We topped it all off with, are you ready? We'd already gone crazy with the fried food, so we took a deep breath and ordered the deep-fried twinkie. It turned out to actually be TWO twinkies, vanilla ice cream, whipped cream, and raspberry sauce. It was...well...it was interesting. And sort of good for having no chocolate in it at all. The fried part was a little greasy and maybe tasted a little of hamburger or old oil or...Ok. We ate the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to see Ocean's 11 at the $1.50 movie theater, the other big attraction in Willoughby Hills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the other remarkable thing about the Firehouse was that so many of the other people eating there seemed to know each other. And be related to each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111016634822075083?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.firehousegrilleandpub.com/' title='Firehouse Grille and Pub'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111016634822075083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111016634822075083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111016634822075083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111016634822075083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/firehouse-grille-and-pub.html' title='Firehouse Grille and Pub'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110987375175387699</id><published>2005-03-03T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T21:53:29.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CWRU Film Society</title><content type='html'>That's the &lt;a href="http://films.case.edu/"&gt;Case Western Reserve University Film Society&lt;/a&gt;. Like they have at lots of colleges: films on Friday and Saturday nights for a few dollars. Sometimes very recent; sometimes classics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've seen a bunch of movies there, but we also went to a local filmmakers' night at the end of January with lots of shorts and lots of the people involved in making them. A glimpse into the "local film scene."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another cool thing about Cleveland. Like Austin, it's big enough to have a "scene" (music, film, dance, etc.), but small enough to have a "local scene." The San Francisco Bay area is so much on the national map that the scene there, at least the scene I saw, didn't feel very local.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110987375175387699?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://films.case.edu/' title='CWRU Film Society'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110987375175387699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110987375175387699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110987375175387699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110987375175387699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/cwru-film-society.html' title='CWRU Film Society'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-111028994088597229</id><published>2005-03-01T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T08:52:51.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another snowy day</title><content type='html'>It snowed last night again. It snows a bunch, then melts, then snows, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the dog out for a walk this morning, and actually thought, "The snow is so great. I can't imagine living ever again in a place where it doesn't snow!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, and wind came up and got me right in the face, and it got even weirder. I thought, "God, that cold wind feels SO GOOD!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers have made it clear that they are very ready for spring and don't care to hear my thoughts on the subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111028994088597229?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111028994088597229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111028994088597229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111028994088597229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111028994088597229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/03/another-snowy-day.html' title='Another snowy day'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110964219954804838</id><published>2005-02-28T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:32:52.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cleveland Museum of Art</title><content type='html'>If this doesn't prove that Cleveland is a great place and that you should move here right now, I just don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CMA is right down in University Circle (with a lot of other museums I haven't posted about yet...). It is, they say, a World Class museum (or is that the Symphony? I think it's both). There's a huge collection on display (African, Asian, Islamic, Medieval, American, Contemporary, Decorative, etc.). And, most amazing, it's FREE. Every day. When we were there, there was a special exhibit that cost money to see, but the rest of the museum was free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's really no excuse not to go, I don't know, monthly. Weekly. You could go for an hour here, an hour there. A lunch hour, even. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how many free world-class museums does your city have? Hmmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110964219954804838?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.clevelandart.org/' title='The Cleveland Museum of Art'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110964219954804838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110964219954804838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110964219954804838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110964219954804838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/02/cleveland-museum-of-art.html' title='The Cleveland Museum of Art'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110964194048165334</id><published>2005-02-28T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T21:23:33.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More music, fewer hits</title><content type='html'>Case Western Reserve University has a great radio station, &lt;a href="http://www.wruw.org/"&gt;WRUW&lt;/a&gt; - 91.1 FM. Their motto is, "More Music, Fewer Hits." And it couldn't be more accurate. Or more fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any time you tune in, which you can do online, &lt;a href="http://www.wruw.org/listen/"&gt;http://www.wruw.org/listen/&lt;/a&gt; there's something different. Polka, metal, celtic, alternative country, reggae, news. If you don't like what's on, wait half an hour and try again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're always announcing local events and goings-on related to whatever kind of music is on. It's pretty cool. And even though it's a university station, it's not all students who are DJs. Some have been there for like 10 years, it sounds like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110964194048165334?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wruw.org/' title='More music, fewer hits'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110964194048165334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110964194048165334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110964194048165334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110964194048165334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-music-fewer-hits.html' title='More music, fewer hits'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110955210414163752</id><published>2005-02-27T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:59:47.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A [pdf] Guide to Smoke-Free Establishments in Cuyahoga County</title><content type='html'>A list put out by the &lt;a href="http://www.ccbh.net/index1.html"&gt;Cuyahoga County Board of Health&lt;/a&gt; of non-smoking establishments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After living for a decade in two cities that don't allow smoking in restaurants, it's a rude awakening to move to one that does. There's a big controversy here right now about whether a law should be passed prohibiting it, and lots of places are convinced they will go out of business if one is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'd like to support those who have taken the initiative to ban smoking and help them prove that it's not bad for business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110955210414163752?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ccbh.net/pdf/all.pdf' title='A [pdf] Guide to Smoke-Free Establishments in Cuyahoga County'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110955210414163752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110955210414163752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110955210414163752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110955210414163752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/02/pdf-guide-to-smoke-free-establishments.html' title='A [pdf] Guide to Smoke-Free Establishments in Cuyahoga County'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110860940922971982</id><published>2005-02-16T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T13:03:01.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>moderncleveland.com</title><content type='html'>Oooh! I love this site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moderncleveland.com/"&gt;moderncleveland.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She covers a lot more than I have. Boy, do I have a lot to catch up on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found her &lt;a href="http://moderncleveland.com/about/"&gt;About page&lt;/a&gt; so compelling that I just told Dr. Jay that I don't think we should ever leave Cleveland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110860940922971982?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://moderncleveland.com/' title='moderncleveland.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110860940922971982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110860940922971982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110860940922971982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110860940922971982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/02/modernclevelandcom.html' title='moderncleveland.com'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-111039244685717108</id><published>2005-02-03T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T17:23:04.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Groundhog Day</title><content type='html'>Growing up (was it the whole time I was growing up? No. Highschool and college?) in Connecticut, I remember being so hopeful, every year on Groundhog Day, "Oh please, oh, please, oh please. Let there not be 6 more weeks of winter." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are always 6 more weeks of winter after Groundhog Day if you live in Connecticut, because it's the beginning of February. But I remember always feeling like I probably just wouldn't make it. I remember coming close to tears, feeling like there was just no way I could survive 6 more weeks of not spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, this year I was like, "What, Groundhog Day already? But we're just getting going! And I want to use my skis some more. It's only February 2nd, for crying out loud. Why would anyone think winter would be over?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because everyone said how awful the winter would be, or maybe it's because I haven't lived through a real winter for a decade. But I'm happy. We'll just wait and see how it goes next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-111039244685717108?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/111039244685717108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=111039244685717108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111039244685717108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/111039244685717108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/02/groundhog-day.html' title='Groundhog Day'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110722558972152591</id><published>2005-01-31T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:15:10.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferdl Aster Ski Shop</title><content type='html'>Earlier in the month, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.ferdlaster.com/"&gt;Ferdl Aster Ski Shop&lt;/a&gt; because my parents wanted to get us cross country skis for Christmas and we didn't have time to go look before Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;Ferdl (FAIR dle) Aster is from Austria and sounds like your grandfather if your grandfather was also Arnold Schwartzenegger's grandfather. He runs the shop along with his son. He spent lots of time with us explaining over and over the pros and cons of the different brands and models of nordic skis. &lt;br /&gt;We ended up choosing some with a partial metal edge, probably inspired by the mountainous terrain we skied on in California last winter.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they didn't have my size in, so Ferdl loaned me a pair of rental skis until mine came in. And off we went. &lt;br /&gt;We skied a little that day at Squire Valleevue farm, but the wind was fierce and Dr. Jay had some work to do, so we weren't out very long.&lt;br /&gt;When we went back a couple of days later to pick up my skis, I thought Ferdl was going to hug me like we were old friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110722558972152591?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ferdlaster.com/' title='Ferdl Aster Ski Shop'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110722558972152591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110722558972152591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110722558972152591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110722558972152591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/01/ferdl-aster-ski-shop.html' title='Ferdl Aster Ski Shop'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110527872742235769</id><published>2005-01-09T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T08:52:07.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>West Side Market, Cleveland Ohio</title><content type='html'>Since our farmers' market was closed for a few weeks around the holidays, we finally had the needed incentive to go visit the &lt;a href="http://www.westsidemarket.com/"&gt;West Side Market&lt;/a&gt;. It is, as its name suggests, on the west side, so we had to...dun, dun, dun!!...get on the highway and cross the river to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it only took about 25 minutes to get there, and it was totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a big "L" or "U" shaped warehouse-type building with vendor after vendor selling fruits and vegetables, and a rectangular building with refridgeration, etc. with row after row of people selling fresh meats, smoked meats, sausages, fresh pasta, pies, bread, spices, pastries, cookies, cheese, eggs. We saw a place with whole suckling pigs and bought some of the best chicken we've ever had somewhere else. There are also people selling coffee and someone else selling sausages to eat there. We got a sausage with all the fixin's and MY GOD was it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the vendors, I think, are local stores who maintain a booth at the West Side Market in addition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there on the day of New Year's Eve, which we had off, and it was PACKED.  We can't wait to go again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110527872742235769?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.westsidemarket.com/' title='West Side Market, Cleveland Ohio'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110527872742235769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110527872742235769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110527872742235769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110527872742235769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/01/west-side-market-cleveland-ohio.html' title='West Side Market, Cleveland Ohio'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110523847147745417</id><published>2005-01-08T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:41:11.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate meat pie situation</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Phil the Fire closed before we could get there (see previous post). Well, now, Amir's (see different previous post) has gone back to being a distributor. This means that lots of their items will be available in local supermarkets instead of at a restaurant, but I haven't been able to tell if our beloved meat pies are available and, if so, where. We ran out on Christmas Eve, and we never even got a last chance to stock up. Drat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this part a larger desperate situation? I've heard that people are moving to new, outer suburbs and new houses and out of the area where we live. BUT WHY?? These houses are awesome. So much character. So pretty. So close to everything. Is it becoming harder for local stores and restaurants to compete with the big chains? I don't know. But I hope it's not a trend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110523847147745417?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110523847147745417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110523847147745417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110523847147745417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110523847147745417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/01/desperate-meat-pie-situation.html' title='Desperate meat pie situation'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110523708701655295</id><published>2005-01-08T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T08:56:00.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pho Hoa, part II</title><content type='html'>We stopped at Pho Hoa again tonight, and the man there is so nice! A few weeks ago, we took our one Cleveland friend there, and tonight, he brought us a dessert. He still remembers us every time we go in there, and he seems very happy to have us as regular customers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were paying, I asked him how business is, and he said they get a lot of people for lunch. But he also said they don't get  as many people from the University as they'd like. And when we go, always in the evening, it's far from busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thanked us profusely for coming, as always. It scares me, because what if they go out of business? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110523708701655295?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110523708701655295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110523708701655295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110523708701655295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110523708701655295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/01/pho-hoa-part-ii.html' title='Pho Hoa, part II'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110523727027526333</id><published>2005-01-08T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:21:10.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shovelling</title><content type='html'>Man: Dakota! That's a shovel, not a weapon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dakota: GrrrrRRRRRrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Aitch: Uh-oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110523727027526333?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110523727027526333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110523727027526333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110523727027526333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110523727027526333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/01/shovelling.html' title='Shovelling'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110519017395302616</id><published>2005-01-08T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T08:16:13.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stealth snow and .5 pig</title><content type='html'>My god. We woke up half an hour ago to a thick blanket of snow! It seems like we should have known it was coming. It's just always between 30 and 34 degrees, with a 50% chance of precipitation. And they just can't seem to know what will happen from one hour to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we get to go to the North Union Farmers' market at its indoor winter location to pick up the half pig we ordered. Whoopie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go now so I can shovel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110519017395302616?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110519017395302616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110519017395302616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110519017395302616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110519017395302616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2005/01/stealth-snow-and-5-pig.html' title='Stealth snow and .5 pig'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110515595489316759</id><published>2004-12-24T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:45:54.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of snow.</title><content type='html'>Well, we're snowed in. Not into our house, but into Cleveland. Our flight to New England was cancelled twice, so now we're staying here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, because everyone here has gone on and on about the snow, acting like there was just no way I could fathom how snowy it was going to get, and bragging about how people here know how to handle it, etc., etc. So now that it's snowed 16 inches, I'm like, "Yeah, I'm ready!" and everyone else is like, "Oh, no! So much snow! We have to cancel all the flights!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the snow and the icicles are beautiful, and we got stuff for lasagne and chocolate bread pudding for tomorrow. The fireplace is nice, and we're going to have a quiet Christmas here, just the two of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110515595489316759?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110515595489316759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110515595489316759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110515595489316759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110515595489316759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/12/lots-of-snow.html' title='Lots of snow.'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110515504331033788</id><published>2004-12-12T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T22:30:43.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more things to love about Cleveland</title><content type='html'>1) Snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Classic rock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to the mall today. In the SNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way, I heard "Santa Claus is Comin' to Town" by BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are two things that never happen in the Bay Area, and definitely never happen at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I admit, it brought tears to my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110515504331033788?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110515504331033788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110515504331033788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110515504331033788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110515504331033788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/12/two-more-things-to-love-about.html' title='Two more things to love about Cleveland'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110126626935317102</id><published>2004-11-23T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T22:17:49.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belli Ristoranti Italiani</title><content type='html'>Right after we got to town it was Labor Day, everything seemed to be closed, we had no food, and we didn't know where to go to eat. So we found &lt;b&gt;Geraci's Restaurant&lt;/b&gt; at 2266 Warrensville Center Rd, Cleveland, (216) 371-5643. I think I had spaghetti and meatball(s). It was good. The sauce was sort of sweet, as I recall, but we vowed to return and get pizza. Also, I liked the atmosphere, as it reminded me of pizza places in central Connecticut, where I grew up. This was our first inkling that so many things in Cleveland are in strip malls, that it's not an indicator of how good a place is or isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time, we were out and hungry but wanted to try a new place. We ended up at &lt;b&gt;DeGaetano's Village Square Pizza&lt;/b&gt; at 27349 Chagrin Boulevard, Woodmere Village, (216) 831-5282. Also in a strip mall, also good. Again, I think I got spaghetti and meatballs. Again, we decided to go back and get the pizza. Again, I liked the atmosphere. They said they've been there for many years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;b&gt;Mama Santa's&lt;/b&gt; at 12305 Mayfield Rd, Cleveland, (216) 231-9567, before the Symphony with Mama D. This time, in Little Italy; not in a strip mall. The atmosphere was ok, except for the weak flourescent lights in the room we ate in, which made me feel sick and like I couldn't breathe. Third time: spaghetti and meatballs (what can I say? I didn't realize.) I got the version with homemade pasta. It was good. We vowed, here again, to get the pizza next time. Very popular; long wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110126626935317102?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110126626935317102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110126626935317102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110126626935317102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110126626935317102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/belli-ristoranti-italiani.html' title='Belli Ristoranti Italiani'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110126492176178965</id><published>2004-11-23T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T21:55:21.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio &amp; Erie Canal Towpath Trail</title><content type='html'>Dr. Jay went on a 40-mile ride on the &lt;a href="http://www.canalwayohio.com/towpathtrail.htm"&gt;Ohio &amp; Erie Canal Towpath Trail&lt;/a&gt; a couple of months ago with some colleagues, and I met them afterward in Peninsula, where we ate at the &lt;a href="http://www.winkinglizard.com/index.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Winking Lizard Tavern&lt;/a&gt; (wings, burgers, fries, beer, etc. It's not all that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later we went back to the towpath for a shorter ride. It's really cool the way it winds across part of the state, through little towns, and passes through the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/cuva/home.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Cuyahoga Valley National Park&lt;/a&gt;. You can see parts of the canal still, and locks along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The towpath trail site has information about things to see and do along the trail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110126492176178965?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.canalwayohio.com/towpathtrail.htm' title='Ohio &amp; Erie Canal Towpath Trail'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110126492176178965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110126492176178965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110126492176178965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110126492176178965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/ohio-erie-canal-towpath-trail.html' title='Ohio &amp; Erie Canal Towpath Trail'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110100862246000087</id><published>2004-11-20T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:43:42.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bill's Coffee Shop</title><content type='html'>This morning we went to &lt;a href="http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;amp;tuid=4783666&amp;amp;ck=2831107087&amp;amp;tab=B2C&amp;amp;tcat=8903827&amp;amp;city=Cleveland&amp;amp;state=OH&amp;amp;uzip=44113&amp;amp;country=us&amp;amp;msa=1680&amp;amp;cs=4&amp;amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:1:fbT:0"&gt;Bill's Coffee Shop&lt;/a&gt; for Breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 2 eggs, toast, sausage links, and hashbrowns (they have both the shredded and the chunky kind; we got the shredded) and an order of hotcakes. Eating the pancakes and the sausage, I was reliving some of my favorite breakfast memories of working in an inn in Maine. They were perfect. So perfect, in fact, that I nearly started to cry, I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have just what you'd expect a coffee shop to have: hash, grits, coffee, OJ, ham steaks, bacon, omlettes, french toast, waffles. Even with an extravagant 40% tip (we were a little excited...), it came to under $15. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago we went to &lt;a href="http://www.ytr.com/"&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/a&gt; for breakfast, and it was fine, but the pancakes and sausage just didn't do it for me. The YT in Shaker Square is really nice because they let you use the bathroom while you're at the Farmer's Market (see below for Farmer's Market post).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110100862246000087?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;tuid=4783666&amp;ck=2831107087&amp;tab=B2C&amp;tcat=8903827&amp;city=Cleveland&amp;state=OH&amp;uzip=44113&amp;country=us&amp;msa=1680&amp;cs=4&amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:1:fbT:0' title='Bill&apos;s Coffee Shop'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110100862246000087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110100862246000087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110100862246000087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110100862246000087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/bills-coffee-shop.html' title='Bill&apos;s Coffee Shop'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110100785993565284</id><published>2004-11-20T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:30:59.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corky and Lenny's</title><content type='html'>Ok, how depressed can I be, when we get to go to Corky and Lenny's any time we want? Corky and Lenny's is a Jewish deli with a bowl of pickles on each table and celery soda in the cooler. Just as it should be. They have a big &lt;a href="http://corkyandlennys.com/menu.htm"&gt;menu&lt;/a&gt; which includes two of my favorites, borsht and stuffed cabbage, but I haven't tried either, because the first time we went we had a reuben and a bowl of matzoh ball soup, and we can't get anything else when we go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, they have maybe 5 versions of the reuben, with corned beef, pastrami, turkey, and (uncorned) beef brisket. So good. We haven't had them all, but I don't think you can go too wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the soup, since the first time, I've been getting the Mish Mash, which has the same nice chicken broth, but with ALL of the following: matzoh ball, rice, noodles, and a kreplach (a lot like a giant doughy wonton). Also, so good. But if you're eating it with a reuben, eat the soup first, since the taste of the broth is more mild than that of the sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the front of the restaurant is a counter where you can order meat, salads, bread, and pastries (including eclairs as big as your face, which we got one of to celebrate when I got my job) to take home! Hurrah!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110100785993565284?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://corkyandlennys.com/' title='Corky and Lenny&apos;s'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110100785993565284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110100785993565284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110100785993565284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110100785993565284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/corky-and-lennys.html' title='Corky and Lenny&apos;s'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110092207091080272</id><published>2004-11-19T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T22:41:10.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil the Fire</title><content type='html'>There's no link for Phil the Fire because, impossibly, it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got the Cleveland Ethnic Eats book (see previous post), Dr. Jay quickly zeroed in on the most exciting restaurant of all: a soul food estabishment called Phil the Fire that served fried chicken and waffles. Yes, together. And apparently the best way to eat them is with &lt;i&gt;both&lt;/i&gt; maple syrup &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; hotsauce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into any more explanation, because both locations closed earlier this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think, other than we didn't get here soon enough. A place like Cleveland should really be able to support at least one restaurant like this. I'm pretty disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110092207091080272?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110092207091080272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110092207091080272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110092207091080272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110092207091080272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/phil-fire.html' title='Phil the Fire'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110091670949224268</id><published>2004-11-19T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:11:49.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacific East Japanese Restaurant</title><content type='html'>Post-sushi bliss. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we decided to go get some sushi, the first we've had here on the North Coast. We decided to try the closest one, &lt;a href="http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;amp;tuid=20317293&amp;amp;ck=3882731482&amp;amp;tab=B2C&amp;amp;tcat=8903827&amp;amp;city=Cleveland&amp;amp;state=OH&amp;amp;uzip=44113&amp;amp;country=us&amp;amp;msa=1680&amp;amp;cs=4&amp;amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:2:fbT:0"&gt;Pacific East Japanese Restaurant&lt;/a&gt; on Coventry (see below for Coventry post). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. The miso soup tasted, to me, bacony, which is just about the best way something can taste. (Dr. Jay wasn't sure he would call it bacony, so don't expect bacon, but expect delicious.) So good. And the salad tasted just like green salads in sushi restaurants always taste, which is good, and any concerns regarding the wisdom of eating sushi outside of San Francisco, LA, or NYC were draining away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like with the Pho (see previous post), it's been a very long time, like 3 months, since we've eaten sushi, and it always tastes better the longer it's been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was awesome. We had some nigiri, which was good, but not nearly as good as the rolls. My god, we love sushi rolls. We got one called American Dream Roll: shrimp tempura, fish roe, eel, cucumber, avocado, and eel sauce. I was huge and blew us away. My goodness, that's all my favorites! They also had, but we didn't get, a Giant Eel Roll: eel, cucumber, avocado topped with avocado, eel, and fish roe. Eel and avocado topped with eel and avocado?!? Is it a typo, or a dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of things we didn't get, 4 late-middle-aged people at a nearby table got The Boat. 21 pcs nigiri, 33 pcs sashimi, two rolls, and 3 hand rolls SERVED IN A GIANT WOODEN BOAT. No, really, this was so big, it would never have fit on the two-top where we were sitting. I mean, this boat had, like, rigging. It was amazing! The menu said this combo is for 3 people, and I can't wait to see what the King &amp; Queen, for 4 people, looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, with our check, they brought us little shot glasses of Plum Wine. We wondered if you're allowed to hand out alcoholic beverages for free to people who don't ask for them, but I guess you can. Anyway, it was good. Better than a mint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing, and I'm really not getting my hopes up, but I noticed on the way home that the menu &lt;i&gt;says&lt;/i&gt; they have ramen (see the Pho post below) that actually sounds like it might not be bad. It seems unlikely that it would be anywhere near as good as from a place that specializes in ramen, but there's no way to find out other than to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110091670949224268?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;tuid=20317293&amp;ck=3882731482&amp;tab=B2C&amp;tcat=8903827&amp;city=Cleveland&amp;state=OH&amp;uzip=44113&amp;country=us&amp;msa=1680&amp;cs=4&amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:2:fbT:0' title='Pacific East Japanese Restaurant'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110091670949224268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110091670949224268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110091670949224268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110091670949224268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/pacific-east-japanese-restaurant.html' title='Pacific East Japanese Restaurant'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110057187111423090</id><published>2004-11-15T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T21:24:31.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommy's on Coventry </title><content type='html'>When Dr. Jay and I first visited Cleveland last spring, one of his (at that time, prospective) colleagues took us to &lt;a href="http://www.tommyscoventry.com/dinein/index.html"&gt;Tommy's&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy's is on &lt;a href="http://www.coventryvillage.org/"&gt;Coventry&lt;/a&gt;, which we were told is "the Haight-Ashbury of Cleveland". That might be a slight exaggeration, but it is a pretty good spot. Que Tal (see below) and the Grog Shop (se below-er) are both there, along with at least 3 book stores (Mac's Backs is the only one I've been to, but I'm looking forward to checking out Revolution Books), a non-Blockbuster/-Hollywood Video video store and at least one record and one cd store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, back to Tommy's. 1) They are known for their milkshakes; 2) they spell hummus "homos"; 3) they have a huge menu; 4) they have both lots of vegetarian food and lots of non-vegetarian food, and they aren't afraid to mix the two, resulting in combinations like "Bacon, falafel, cheese, sprouts, onions, peppers, &lt;br /&gt;tomatoes, sesame sauce toasted on pita". They have so many things, you really need to go there a few times to find your favorites. The Shawarma, I think, is my favorite so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Tommy's probably had a whole lot to do with my feeling like Cleveland might be a place I could live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110057187111423090?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110057187111423090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110057187111423090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110057187111423090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110057187111423090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/tommys-on-coventry.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.tommyscoventry.com/dinein/index.html&quot;&gt;Tommy&apos;s&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.coventryvillage.org/&quot;&gt;Coventry&lt;/a&gt; '/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110056945008891356</id><published>2004-11-15T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:44:10.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burritos and the Promised Land</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, we stopped at &lt;a href="http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;amp;tuid=4781587&amp;amp;ck=1385934529&amp;amp;tab=B2C&amp;amp;tcat=8903827&amp;amp;city=Cleveland&amp;amp;state=OH&amp;amp;uzip=44113&amp;amp;country=us&amp;amp;msa=1680&amp;amp;cs=4&amp;amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:1:fbT:0"&gt;Que Tal Fresh Mexican Grill&lt;/a&gt; for big California style burritos on our way home from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only are Dr. Jay and I able to commute together, the drive only takes us about 20 minutes. AND, depending on our route, we can pass a large array of restaurants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting really excited about this, in particular the idea that we could call Que Tal before we left work and pick up burritos on the way home, and I before I realized what I was saying, said to Dr. Jay, "Cleveland is the Promised Land!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110056945008891356?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110056945008891356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110056945008891356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110056945008891356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110056945008891356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/burritos-and-promised-land.html' title='Burritos and the Promised Land'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110031830705858341</id><published>2004-11-12T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T22:58:27.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cleveland Orchestra</title><content type='html'>Ok! Trying to catch up on things I did here in the 2 months before I started this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, Jay's mom, Momma D, came to town and took us to see the &lt;a href="http://www.clevelandorch.com/html/index.asp"&gt;Cleveland Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;. It was pretty cool. Neither Dr. Jay nor I are particular fans of classical music, but we enjoyed it a lot. Mitsuko Uchida was conducting and playing the piano at the same time, which was pretty cool. There was also a more contmporary piece that none of us cared for as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Severance Hall is gorgeous. It glows and is art deco and beatiful. It was would be a great place to have a wedding. It's worth going to the symphony just to see the building.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110031830705858341?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.clevelandorch.com/html/index.asp' title='The Cleveland Orchestra'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110031830705858341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110031830705858341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031830705858341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031830705858341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/cleveland-orchestra.html' title='The Cleveland Orchestra'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110031776841437646</id><published>2004-11-12T22:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:24:13.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>David Sedaris at Playhouse Square Center</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago we went to &lt;a href="http://www.playhousesquare.com/"&gt;Playhouse Square Center&lt;/a&gt; and saw David Sedaris read. He's fabulous, and we love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playhouse Square Center was pretty cool; it seems to have a lot going on. Terry Gross is there tonight. Oh, and they have plays, too, but we're not huge play people. But it looks like they have all kinds of things. Nutcracker, Cleveland Pops, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few restaurants open in the area before the show, but they were closed afterward, which was sort of sad. It was a Sunday night, though, so it might be better on other days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110031776841437646?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110031776841437646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110031776841437646' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031776841437646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031776841437646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/david-sedaris-at-playhouse-square.html' title='David Sedaris at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.playhousesquare.com/&quot;&gt;Playhouse Square Center&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-110031697234670946</id><published>2004-11-12T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T22:36:12.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat pies by the dozen!                             </title><content type='html'>We stopped by &lt;a href="http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/amir-foods.html"&gt;Amir Foods&lt;/a&gt; the other day to pick up some Meat Pies, and we asked about how they are to freeze. And they said they sell them frozen right out of the oven, by the dozen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurrah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we went and picked up the upright freezer we bought for the basement so we can stock up on pizzas from Trader Joe's, chicken bones to make stock, and meat pies. We're livin' the dream now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110031697234670946?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110031697234670946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110031697234670946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031697234670946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031697234670946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/meat-pies-by-dozen.html' title='Meat pies by the dozen!                             '/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110031568787736131</id><published>2004-11-12T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T22:14:47.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi Pueblo</title><content type='html'>Oh, this is hard to keep up with. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we went to Mi Pueblo, on Euclid, near University Circle, a Mexican restaurant. I might venture to say that it's interior Mexican. They have at least one other location, maybe two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some caldo de pollo, which was good but not amazing, and Dr. Jay got some chicken enchiladas with mole that he really liked. It came with refried beans, which I tried, and they were pretty good. It's cool, though, because they bring you pickled carrots, in addition to chips and salsa when you sit down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they have some good-looking things on the menu. I want to go back and try the taco plate, where you can choose three different tacos and it comes, I think, with rice and beans. I will try a picadillo taco, an al pastor taco, and, maybe some kind of a pork one, if the have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with a friend of some friends of Dr. Jay's. For a wedding present, these friends had this friend who lives in Cleveland get us like 7 gift certificates for restautants in the area. We were also given copies of the menus. It was one of the coolest presents we got.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110031568787736131?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110031568787736131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110031568787736131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031568787736131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110031568787736131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/mi-pueblo.html' title='Mi Pueblo'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-110022878087555236</id><published>2004-11-11T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:06:20.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>Gaaaah! it's wicked cold here. 46 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful, but it's also fun. Feels like Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, where I've been living for the past decade, that's Christmas cold. My coworkers are like, "Boy are you going to be surprised when it ACTUALLY gets cold."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-110022878087555236?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/110022878087555236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=110022878087555236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110022878087555236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/110022878087555236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109988317694294355</id><published>2004-11-07T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T22:11:55.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pho Hoa Restaurant</title><content type='html'>It's been over two months since my last bowl of Pho, and finally, last night, we struck out in search of &lt;a href="http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;amp;tuid=19646718&amp;amp;ck=910350173&amp;amp;tab=B2C&amp;amp;tcat=8903827&amp;amp;city=Cleveland&amp;amp;state=OH&amp;amp;uzip=44113&amp;amp;country=us&amp;amp;msa=1680&amp;amp;cs=4&amp;amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:1:fbT:0"&gt;Pho Hoa&lt;/a&gt;, a (the only?) Vietnamese soup bar in Cleveland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I don't know if it's just been too long, or if this was particularly good, but I was in heaven. I got the soup with eye round steak, my baseline Pho, and the broth was perfect! I ordered a large and ate almost the whole thing. Dr. Jay had the Bun with grilled pork and fried egg roll. He loved his, too, and finished mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time in my life in Austin when I ate this probably 2-3 times a week, at a number of places around town. In California, my heart was stolen by &lt;a href="http://www.worldramen.net/"&gt;Ramen&lt;/a&gt;, a Japanese noodle soup, and No, it's NOTHING like what you get for $.35 at the grocery store. Sadly, I have been unable to locate a ramen house in Ohio any closer than Columbus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Cleveland Ethnic Eats (see &lt;a href="http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/cleveland-ethnic-eats.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;), Laura Taxel makes it sound like the Pho Hoa people have taken a HUGE risk in opening a noodle bar in Cleveland, and encourages everyone to go so it stays in business. We are going to have to do our part, of course, and I'm secretly hoping that if Pho Hoa does well enough, someone might take a chance and open a ramen house. Well, I can always hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Pho Hoa also serves Vietnamese coffee. As a bonus, they offer those perfect $3 sandwiches on French bread, which we'll have to go back to try, as well as bubble tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, how can a place like that, the only place like that in town, fail? I mean, if Cleveland can't support even a single soup bar, I might have to take back some of the nice things I've said about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109988317694294355?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://yp.yahoo.com/py/ypMap.py?Pyt=Typ&amp;tuid=19646718&amp;ck=910350173&amp;tab=B2C&amp;tcat=8903827&amp;city=Cleveland&amp;state=OH&amp;uzip=44113&amp;country=us&amp;msa=1680&amp;cs=4&amp;ed=.8GSDK1o2TzEirimupMHe9rGpudEgl8g5xgK0WISnBBn&amp;stat=:pos:0:regular:regT:1:fbT:0' title='Pho Hoa Restaurant'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109988317694294355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109988317694294355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109988317694294355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109988317694294355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/pho-hoa-restaurant.html' title='Pho Hoa Restaurant'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9029864.post-109986600602013772</id><published>2004-11-07T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T21:30:46.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery shopping</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a trip to &lt;a href="http://www.traderjoes.com/"&gt;Trader Joe's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wildoats.com/app/cda/oat_cda.html?pt=Home"&gt;Wild Oats&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we lived in California, be did the bulk of our shopping at Whole Foods, supplemented with prepared foods and goodies from TJ's (which we could walk to) and an occasional trip to SafeWay. We were sad that there was no Whole Foods here, but we are thrilled there's a TJ's! We can't walk to it, of course, and there's only one in the Cleveland area, but it's here, to satisfy our need for soy-flaxseed chips, chocolate-orange truffles, chicken shu-mai, and frozen barbecued chicken pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Oats is a whole lot like Whole Foods. We generally refer to it as "Whole Oat". The meat dept there has been a little...um...not great. But we're getting an actual Whole Foods in Spring of 2006!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109986600602013772?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109986600602013772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109986600602013772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109986600602013772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109986600602013772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/grocery-shopping.html' title='Grocery shopping'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109980906189082665</id><published>2004-11-07T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T13:28:51.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonathan Richman at Grogshop</title><content type='html'>Last night, Dr. Jay and I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.grogshop.gs/"&gt;Grogshop&lt;/a&gt; for the first time, to see Jonathan Richman. Dr. Jay was petty new to him; I'd seen him a few times back when I lived in Austin in the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right. We stayed up PAST MIDNIGHT and spent several hours in a bar filled with CIGARETTE SMOKE. (How can people sing in bars filled with smoke?) We wonder when Cleveland will make that illegal. I guess we must be heading in that direction, but slowly. But if you're a smoker who likes bars, this will be another thing to recommend Cleveland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grog Shop reminded me of the Electric Lounge in Austin, at least the way it was when I was there. It mostly attracts bands I've never heard of, but Bob Mould and Juliana Hatfield jump out at me as people I know who are coming up. While JR attracts people of all ages, I think the Grog Shop typical patron is probably somewhat younger and hipper than me. &lt;br /&gt;So it's a cool place, cosy, smoky, hip. But here's the thing: It's about 10 minutes from my house, if that, and there is very cheap metered parking in a garage across the street. Try doing that in Cali! (I mean, obviously you could do that in SOME places in Cali, but not on the Peninsula where we lived.) I don't see it becoming a regular hangout, But I love that fact that it's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, being on Coventry, which I will describe in another post, it's near restaurants, coffee shops, and book and record stores. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109980906189082665?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109980906189082665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109980906189082665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109980906189082665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109980906189082665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/jonathan-richman-at-grogshop.html' title='Jonathan Richman at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.grogshop.gs/&quot;&gt;Grogshop&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109976947330827264</id><published>2004-11-06T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T14:31:13.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parkers New American Bistro</title><content type='html'>Related to the &lt;a href="http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/farmers-market-at-shaker-square.html"&gt;post about the Shaker Square Farmers Market&lt;/a&gt;, I have to write about &lt;a href="http://www.parkersrestaurant.com/"&gt;Parkers New American Bistro&lt;/a&gt;. It is my understanding, and I don't remember where I read it, that Chef Parker Bosley was involved in getting the Cleveland area &lt;a href="http://www.lkwdpl.org/farmersmarket/"&gt;farmers' markets&lt;/a&gt; going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His restaurant serves fresh, locally grown, and organic food. It's NOT vegetarian (see &lt;a href="http://www.parkersrestaurant.com/cuisine.php"&gt;menu&lt;/a&gt;), but it IS environmentally responsible, seasonal, and delicious. It makes me feel very good knowing this, but it would be worth going anyway, because the food is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we went, Dr. Jay had lamb shank with polenta and vegetables. I had trout, lightly breaded on just one side, with dauphine potatoes (they were like scalloped) and greenbeans with bacon. We intended to share, but we each loved what we got so much, that we didn't even want to try any of the other person's. The second time we went, Dr. Jay got the same lamb shank, and I tried to order something different, because I thought I should. My mother, Mom, was with us, and she ordered the roasted chicken. When I tried to order the same, I was told that she had ordered the last one. I immediately and gleefully changed my order to the trout, because that's what I really wanted in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu changes depending on what's in season, so chances are good that next time, we'll be forced to try something different. Oh, and they start you off with homemade bread and this great butter that we can never get enough of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109976947330827264?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.parkersrestaurant.com/' title='Parkers New American Bistro'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109976947330827264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109976947330827264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109976947330827264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109976947330827264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/parkers-new-american-bistro.html' title='Parkers New American Bistro'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109976694509200238</id><published>2004-11-06T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T13:49:05.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmers Market at Shaker Square</title><content type='html'>Ok. Back in Cali, on Sunday mornings, we could walk about 8 minutes from home to a farmers' market, conveniently located next to a Trader Joe's. Not real big, and mostly just fruits and veggies, but it was there year round, and, as I said, convenient. I was sure, of course, that moving to Cleveland meant my farmers' market days were over, except maybe for a month or two in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, happily, I was wrong again. We have been going to the &lt;a href="http://www.shakersquare.net/farmersmarket.htm"&gt;North Union Farmers Market at Shaker Square&lt;/a&gt; every Saturday we can. It will be open until December 11, and apparently opened in mid April this year. It's HUGE, compared to the one near our apartment in Cali (well, today, at the beginning of November, it was smaller, I guess since the season's getting on...), with a far wider variety of offerings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to fruits and veggies, there are breads, pastries, milk, eggs, cheese, grains, cereals, beef, pork, poultry, venison, pies, preserves, someone sharpening knives, someone selling beeswax candles, and other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not big milk drinkers, but we usually buy a half gallon of non-homogenized whole milk, which is shockingly delicious, and is apparently better for you than homogenized. And we ALWAYS buy granola from this older woman in a bonnet. Ella's Granola, home-produced in Burton, Ohio. Dr. Jay has never been a granola fan, but we both love it. It's considered a crime to consume it any way other than with the whole, non-homogenized milk on it. Any other use would be a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also bought meat and poultry there. The people selling these items tend to display just a small amount of what they have on a particular day, and what they bring on a particular day might be just a selection of what they have available. If you ask them about what they have, they can tell you if they have more in cooler somewhere or if they'll have more the next week. I, personally, am not one who likes to march up to people I don't know and start asking questions, but I just try to remind myself that these people are here because they WANT to sell their goods, and they always seem delighted to answer questions about their products or their farms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109976694509200238?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.shakersquare.net/farmersmarket.htm' title='Farmers Market at Shaker Square'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109976694509200238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109976694509200238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109976694509200238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109976694509200238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/farmers-market-at-shaker-square.html' title='Farmers Market at Shaker Square'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109971173406152332</id><published>2004-11-05T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T22:28:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleveland Ethnic Eats</title><content type='html'>My old and dear friend, Em-Kay gave me the book &lt;a href="http://www.cuyahogalibrary.org/researchinfo/specialists/cleveland_ethnic_stores.htm"&gt;Cleveland Ethnic Eats&lt;/a&gt; (2004 edition) as a shower gift over the summer, and I have to say, I read it from cover to cover, giddy with the knowledge that I wasn't about to move to a place with all the culture of a loaf of Wonder Bread. (Not that Wonder Bread doesn't have a place, but that place is next to a big plate of Texas barbeque...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we arrived, we found a copy of the 2002 edition at a tag sale (yes, I'm from the northeast, where we call them tag sales) for $.25 that we keep in the car for quick and handy reference! So when I'm sitting at a stoplight and see a restaurant, I can check it out before I forget the name. And, no, I would never even think if trying to look in the book while I'm actcually driving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109971173406152332?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cuyahogalibrary.org/researchinfo/specialists/cleveland_ethnic_stores.htm' title='Cleveland Ethnic Eats'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109971173406152332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109971173406152332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109971173406152332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109971173406152332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/cleveland-ethnic-eats.html' title='Cleveland Ethnic Eats'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109970982821316721</id><published>2004-11-05T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T22:06:54.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amir Foods                              </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://amirfoods.com/"&gt;Amir Foods&lt;/a&gt; wasn't the first restaurant we went to, but it may be the one we've been to the most in the 2 months we've been here. I went on a Tuesday to pick up some takeout, and within a week had been there 5 of 7 days. It was embarrassing how quickly I became a regular, greeted warmly by the people who work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's their &lt;a href="http://amirfoods.com/frame_restaurant.new.html"&gt;menu&lt;/a&gt;. I had some very favorite lentil soup back in California, and I was hoping this lentil would be the same. It wasn't, but I tried the Chicken Soup and LOVED it! Our favorite things so far have been the Shawarma Platter and the Shish Tawook wrap, both of which feature pickled turnips, which sound questionable, but are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, our actual FAVORITE things are the Meat Pies and the Spinach and Feta Pies, in that order. Also, the Spinach Pies are right on, very lemony. Mmmm. (Heat them up in the oven, not the microwave!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people are really nice. You can eat in, take out, and shop in their little market that has at least 4 grinds of bulghur, if not more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109970982821316721?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://amirfoods.com/' title='Amir Foods                              '/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109970982821316721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109970982821316721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109970982821316721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109970982821316721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/amir-foods.html' title='Amir Foods                              '/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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-9029864.post-109970767622955618</id><published>2004-11-05T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T07:53:09.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>The main purpose of this blog is to keep track of all the fun and delicious things we do here, as a way to sell friends and family members on visiting us. It is also a way to remind myself of which restaurants we've tried and what we thought of them, so we can go back to the best ones. Fianally, it's a diary of things we've found to love about our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the possibility of moving, either to Cleveland or to DC, first came up, our response and the response of everyone we talked to was, "Well, DC. Obviously." But the job, the cost of living, the availability of three-bedroom houses with fenced-in yards for dogs--these wore us down, and at the end of August we loaded up the dog and 23 houseplants into the station wagon and left California, headed for Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this, I hope, will an advertisement for our new hometown, which doesn't seem, so far, to deserve its reputation as "the armpit of America." I should warn, however, that we are not the hippest couple around. Dr. Jay and I are (recently) married, our median age is 30.5, and we "go to bed with the grannies," as a friend recently pointed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually live in one of the "Heightses" east of Clevland proper, but we are certainly within the Cleveland Metropolitan area. I'd like to think that this blog will include downtown and the West Side as much as the East Side where we live, but we're increasingly finding that there's so much going on nearby that we don't need to stray too far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9029864-109970767622955618?l=clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/feeds/109970767622955618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9029864&amp;postID=109970767622955618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109970767622955618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9029864/posts/default/109970767622955618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clevelandloveletter.blogspot.com/2004/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Mrs. Aitch</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></feed>
