Matt's Page

Finally got around to the site redesign I'd been thinking about. It's all newfangled CSS and divs and such, so let me know if it looks messed up in your browser.

Well, I was having a friend over for dinner the other night, so I picked up some chicken at the Edgewood Giant Eagle to throw into some pasta; however, when I opened up the package there was the distinctive odor of old seafood. Rather than risking a double case of salmonella, I decided to punt on the chicken and make vegetarian pasta.

Here's the thing -- when I was a little kid, sometimes my brother and I used to accompany our grandma Lili to the supermarket in Manhttan when she was shopping for dinner. Dinner often involved a roast duck or two, a product for which grandma had a somewhat interesting selection process. See, the ducks were in shrink-wrapped packages inside a refridgerated case, and grandma (discriminating woman that she is) wanted to make sure she got the freshest one. So, she would take out her apartment keys, poke a hole in the shrink wrap, and smell the duck to see if it was to her liking. If not, she'd repeat until she found a good one.

Now that I'm older and I understand the world a little better, I realize that this is not a normal way to shop for poultry. However, judging from my Giant Eagle experience the other day, maybe I'm going to do it grandma-style in the future.