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8/06/03 Roosevelt Tram Booth; Rich makes Shrimp Aspara Salmon; Cards w/Rich Owen Brian; Finding a radioactive Milkshake:







I happened to be on the corner of 59th and 2nd avenue, as I was delivering a whole bunch of VHS's and DVD's to a client in the neighborhood. I heard recently that the only place left in New York City that actually takes (and sells) the NYC Subway Token anymore is the Tram to Roosevelt Island. So, I went to see first hand.




And lo and behold, on what looked like a subway token booth ripped out of the underground, there was a sign, saying the opposite of every sign in the subway today: NO METROCARDS. MTA TOKENS ONLY. I love New York.




I got home and Rich was cooking dinner again, so, again, I documented it.




Asparagus, Mushrooms, Garlic, Butter, Oil.




Salmon. Balsamic. Lemon. Other good things.




Jumbo Shrimp. Butter. Heat.




The final presentation was particularly spectacular. My favorite of Rich's presentations. And it was just as good to eat.




Then, Brian, Owen, Rich and myself played cards. Halfway through the game, Brian was hungry, and so we made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. It's all we had in the cupboard. But it hit the spot.




While raiding the fridge for something to snack on, I came across a glass. The glass was well in the back of the fridge, and it was half full with a whitish-yellowish substance. Thinking back as hard as I could, I remembered what it was: One of Rich's earlier culinary attempts: A banana or orange vanilla milkshake. We placed it's date of origin somewhere back in the February-march period. So... it's ancient. And someone's going to need to clean the thing out. Richard, loving a challenge, volunteered.




This is how Owen and I prepared for the procedure.




Our worst fears were realized as Richard began to put it under the faucet. Chunks. The most disgusting form that any substance can take. Nothing inspires waves of nausea quite like chunks. Chunks of anything. And here, there were lots of chunks. And even a yellow growth at the bottom of the glass. It was holding on tight, apparently unaware that glass is not porous.




Once the glass was disinfected, Rich cleaned the sink too. Blech.