My cojones, some food, and Shelby time.

I don’t know why I don’t have much to say this week. I did, after all, get told by a student in the class that I am taking that I had “a lot of balls” for saying something that I said. “Not really,” I wanted to say, “I just have a basketball that my brother gave me for Christmas, but that doesn’t seem like a lot. I guess it depends on your definition.” But since this fine young man has a tendency to fly off the handle and make The Most Extreme Argument Possible when people disagree with him, it didn’t seem worth it to bait him.

I am looking forward to this weekend, though. One of the art teachers at my school has her birthday tomorrow, and we are going to Natty Greene’s tomorrow after work to celebrate. As we discovered recently, I am a fan of the Old Town Brown, so I will probably partake of some tomorrow evening. This seems like a good opportunity to tell you what my five favorite non-chain restaurants in Greensboro are. Mike and I talk about this from time to time, because I like things like lists. And favorites. In no particular order:

Bianca’s Italian Eatery. This is our go-to restaurant. If we are wanting to eat Italian, we don’t go anywhere else. Besides, we aren’t regulars anywhere else.

-The aforementioned Natty Greene’s. They have good burgers and sandwiches. People like their beer. This is a win-win-win restaurant.

-Phoenix Asian Cuisine. Basically, this is like P.F. Chang’s. Without the wait. Or the overratedness. (They don’t have a website.)

Lucky 32. Oh, Lucky 32, I have loved you for so long. And I continue to love you. And your delicious food. And also the peanut butter pie.

-New York Pizza on Tate Street. I know, you think this is just a holdover from my college days. And I did used to go here every week after class with my friend Jennifer and order two slices of mushroom pizza. But I swear to you, this is my favorite pizza in Greensboro. (I tried googling it and I am afraid that people are saying that it’s not as good as it used to be. But the last time I had it it was still awesome. We don’t eat pizza out very much, so it was back in the fall.)

Honorable mention:
-First Carolina Delicatessen. I, uh, like their sandwiches. The end.

I was supposed to tell you about my weekend, but I got a little distracted with the restaurant stuff. Here’s what I really wanted to tell you: On Saturday, I am going to visit my friend Shelby. You know, Shelby. She and Trey are each other’s mutual favorites. Or something like that. Anyway, Shelby and I have not seen each other in over a year, but we are meeting in Salisbury on Saturday, and you can be sure that there will be shenanigans. As we were planning this outing, she sent me an email saying: “I wore some really pretty high heels last week and sank and tripped into the side of a hill in the parking lot of CVS trying to cut across, it was great. Only you would appreciate that story….” Because Shelby knows. She knows I love the embarrassing stories. If anything embarrassing happens to us (and, knowing us, it will), I will report back.

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