[Insert Ethnicity Here] Appreciation Day at Shea!!!

I remember bat day, ball day, hat day, seat pad day, foam finger day, seniors day, but I don't remember Pakistani American Appreciation day. In fact, there is a day for just about anyone day.

For Pakistani American Appreciation night, the festivities included three people dancing and the Governor of Punjab (I think) throwing out the first pitch. So, no ethnic foods, no additional information, nothing. Not terribly educational for the usual tank-top flip-flop crowd at Shea.

The photo above poorly illustrates how the Met guy was kinda making fun of the dancers by doing the robot and the running man as they were doing their traditional dance. It was pretty screwed up right there.

I guess baseball ticket sales must be way down if they are having appreciation days for ethnic groups in order to increase attendance on days that would otherwise be dismal. To tell you the truth, the stadium was less than half full. Furthermore, I didn't see much of the game because I was blinded by the advertisements, which explains why I woke up this morning with a Toyota that I purchased with my MasterCard, insured through Geico and filled with ice cold Pepsi. Get your Pepsi heeere!

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Shagtastic. Because shagadelic would be too easy.

We've finally broke down and bought a rug. ABC Carpet & Home was having a sale, and everything we saw was on überdiscount. After manhandling about 100 rugs, we decided on the shagtastic shagquesense of the shag rug. At 9'x7'x4" this deep shag action graces the floor of our nearly completed apartment.

Upon getting it home we promptly vacuumed its brains out. Unfortunately our vacuum can't handle the shaglitude so we're searching for suggestions. How do you keep a shag rug free from deshagging agents? Anyone out there with some shagsperience, please let us know any hints or tips you may have for keeping this terrain in tip top shape.

If you're quiet, and look very carefully, you can see the North American Feline Domesticus in the background of the bush; a rare sight, as is 'A Night At The Roxbury' in the far horizon.

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Review: The Proof is in the Pudding.

In keeping with the dining theme, my wife, my cousin and I ventured down town to a little specialty shop called Rice To Riches (Spring Street b/t Mott and Mullberry).

A solid alternative to ice cream at nearly double the price, Rice to Riches offers diners a choice of 25 different flavors of rice pudding with a small variety of toppings, if desired.

Despite the $6.00 price tag for the smallest portion (which is actually pretty big), this rice is nice. The three of us ordered: Milk Chocolate, Coconut, Rocky Road and Mascarpone w/ Cherries. Each order was served in 'cute' little bowls with matching spoons.

The taste is all there, and to tell you the truth, I've thought about it ever since. Without a doubt, the Rocky Road was the most decadent. The decor of the establishment is a cross between a sushi bar, ice cream shop and the Jetsons.

I guess it could server as a meal/snack, but if your already there, check out Lombardi's which is just down the block, for some killer brick oven pizza. [Thanks Kathy]

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Danger G.I. Tract, Danger!

There is a restaurant on 40th and 3rd Avenue called the Frontier Coffee Shop. It's a theme restaurant, but not on purpose. The theme you ask?

The worst food ever...of all time...in history. I ordered an egg salad sandwich that was made *during* Frontier times. When wagons were heading west, my food was fresh. Now, over a century later, I think it might have turned.

What frightened me and my lunch buddy Ray, was the $1.70 cup of Lobster Bisque.

Now I've had some cheap bisque in my day. But cheap bisque runs $4.50 maybe $5.00. Le Dog, in Ann Arbor had a great bisque for $5.00, a bargain at that price, and I would trust it. But if the same bisque was $1.70...not so much.

I can't believe I'm afraid of a price point.

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Milk: Smarter than most 2 year olds.

Just how smart is your milk? Well, we know that milk will expire on a certain date, so milk can tell time. But did you know it can also recognize it's surroundings.

A long time practice of the milking industry, milk, and their cartons have been trained to know geography. This teaching is exemplified here by Derle Farms Vitamin A Reduced Fat 2% Milk who graduated from geography class with honors.

Mister Farms Milk has a entirely different expiration date when in New York City, than when outside New York City. I'm sure you can think of 10 experiments to test this theory.

I knew this city can be rough, and turn anyone bad...but now...the milk has turned. Who's next? I'm looking at you Yoplait.

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