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Road Trip Roundup, By the Numbers

2029: Miles we drove.

7: States we visited. Also, the number of days we were gone.

9: Episode of Dexter Season 5 that I found profoundly disappointing after watching it in hotel that had cable because I couldn’t wait for it to come out on DVD and which I hope is not a harbinger of the entire season.

4: Chicken wings in the “Midnight Train” entrée at Gladys Knight Chicken & Waffles.

13: Years since I’ve had the Beverly at the World of Coca-Cola in Atlanta.

239: Age of the Old Pinke House in Savannah.

14: Miles over the speed limit I was driving when pulled over for the first time in South Carolina by cop who said he’d have to take me to jail if he wrote me a ticket because I have an out-of-state license and, who, thankfully, let me go.

1: Tire change on a national holiday in a Waffle House parking lot.

24: Jeff Gordon’s number, which I learned at the Nascar Hall of Fame in Charlotte.

12: Cans of Cheerwine we brought back with us.

25: State license plates we counted.

36: Dead animals we saw on the side of the road.

And…about a zillion: Number of Led Zeppelin songs I heard.

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It’s Raining Todd English

So…I had never heard of Todd English before and now he’s all over the place. (It amuses to me to no end that one of the first hits you get in Google is his MySpace page.)

For example, my friend took me a networking event at Olives New York (I enjoy that the NY Mag review says he “has a genius for artful, HungryMan dishes). It just so happened that there was *another* event going on there with the folks from Nascar. (One of the Nascar security guard asked my friend and I if our event was a singles event. Which I would like to proudly point out it was NOT.) So…another friend and I were due at a music thing, so I had to bow out of networking early…and as we were leaving, one of the Nascar PR ladies said, “Oh! Do you want a goodie bag?” and my greediness got the best of me and I said, “Yes.” So…in addition to a wine tote and a big wooden paddle, I also got a copy of his book about Olives.

Fast forward about a week or so and I get an email from a friend about an event at The Libertine featuring — you guessed it — Mr. English and his line of pots and pans. I got to sit right next to him and try all sorts of dishes like his biscuits and lobster salad and sliders and bangers and mash and sticky toffee pudding. (No toad in the hole though.)

The *best* part is that his cookware is in the mail and I will get to try it out. (But I am really not sure what to do with his Flavor Perfections.)

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