Welcome back to mmm-yoso!!!, the blog about food. Cathy is still talking, ed is still in Yuma and Kirk (and His Missus) are still in Thailand.
So anyhow, I was eating somewhere and was talking with my friend about different restaurants and what to order where and someone asked me if I was a food blogger, mentioned the word "yoso" and walked away-it was kind of creepy, in a stalker-like way. In that particular restaurant, I saw three people taking photos of their food anyhow. I didn't even have my camera with me. I haven't posted on the place and might not. But, if you are some sort of stalker type, there are clues if you watch how I eat or order...
Hm. So is the sour cream.
Never, ever, EVER would this be the part I would toss away from a baked potato-anywhere. Ever.
THIS is the part I don't bother with- the innards of a baked potato. Useless. I love potato skins. With butter. Real butter.
OK. Here's another clue.
Say it is before the sun rises.
You are in Santee.
You see Mary's donuts and few cars parked outside. One of them is most likely mine.
eventually settling on no more than four. One maybe has chocolate.
(Because The Mister will eventually wake up and somehow know I brought home donuts.) But one will *always* be a plain glazed French Cruller. That's mine.
A final tell about how I eat. Pretty much anywhere (this photo is from Longhorn), I will get a 1/3 to 1/2 lb, medium rare burger, no cheese...and if I can, put some mayonnaise, lettuce, tomato, onions and pickles on it. But *never* cheese.
So, if you see someone eating and talking about food, it might be me and it might not. We are all just people. Blogging is a hobby for most of us...a kind of diversion. It does not define us. We are just happy to be sharing part of ourselves-kind of anonymously. Start a conversation about food and things that might be of interest to the other person. Don't worry if they blog or not.
Today is a busy day for me. Gotta run. I hope all of you are having a nice week so far.
Mary's Donuts SouthEast corner of Mission Gorge Road at the 125/52 exchange, Santee. Never closed.