Theres no place like home...for a good cheeseburger

I find it rather amusing that the new semester of blogging should start now, because despite the fact that I write the Ventures ABROAD blog, I’m about to briefly repatriate.

Maybe some of you have gone through these struggles while studying abroad, but Holy Fruitfly do I want a cheeseburger. Not just any cheeseburger though- I want a cheeseburger from this pub in my town called Blackthorn. And while I’m there, I would really appreciate a plate of wings- as, Blackthorn has, in my very qualified and professional opinion, the best wings on Long Island. Plus, for those on the South Shore of Nassau county, they make a corned beef and cabbage egg roll- that although sounds very unappetizing from afar, I can assure you is the greatest thing to happen to food since the slicing of bread (really, thumbs up to whoever decided to come up with that one).

See, this is my problem! The date grows ever nearer and I find myself thinking about certain things I know I can never find here. Like a good cheeseburger…maybe even one from the Tombs in Georgetown (which, fyi, brings me back to an old college tradition I had with my roommates where on Thursdays we’d go to the Tombs for burgers and beers. Just three GW students infiltrating Georgetown territory. This would be replaced post Graduation with Thorny Thursdays, where Thursday I’d dine with my friend Sam at the Blackthorn in our town, but enough about food).

As another part of my preparation for my impending trip, I felt it necessary to check Air France’s website for the inflight entertainment- which lets me know if I’m going to be I-pod dependent for the entire trip or just little bits of it. I was very happy to see The Other Boleyn Girl as part of the selection (I’m a HUGE Phillipa Gregory fan), as Milan, oddly enough for a major European city, has very few original language movie theaters and that wasn’t something I was willing to see dubbed.

I also think it’s a good opportunity to brush up on my French- for the flight. Of course, my French is limited to what I’ve learned from Eddie Izzard, essentially very useful phrases like “the Monkey is on the branch. The cat is on the chair”, so unless the plane has a tree, a monkey and a cat in addition to the normal seating, I’m probably going to come of certifiably insane- which of course, I’m okay with.

Anyway, here we go on a new season of blogging. Send me some questions and we’ll start a nice round table discussion of Insurance, Europe, Italy, AC Roma- whatever you’d like!