Hot Damn!
Thursday, January 31st, 2008
Are you a fan of Hot Chocolate?
I admit, I am. Love the stuff. In the winter I can’t get enough of it, around the holidays we actually went and checked out a bunch of 5th Avenue Store windows with a thermos full of hot chocolate spiked with peppermint schnapps. As far as I am concerned there are few things better to warm you up on a cold day then sipping on hot chocolate (hot apple cider is up there, as are some teas… Coffee just doesn’t do it for me).
Anyway, City Bakery has declared February the month of their Hot Chocolate Festival. Every day in February City Bakery will be featuring a different type of Hot Chocolate. Starting tomorrow head over to City Bakery to help celebrate February as Hot Chocolate Festival Month.
This by far represents the most work I have done for a single post.
Have you ever wished that you could look up a whole bunch of reviews for a restaurant at one location? Well, now you can.
* Remember that bank account you had when you were a kid? You are probably wondering now ‘whatever happened to that?’ Well, with any luck it was a savings account and the bank has been acquired by three or four other banks over the years and it is still sitting there making money.
There was a time when I would have loved this. I used to come up with fabulous excuses as to why my paper was not in on time, and I am sure that by this point professors must be tired of hearing about crashed computers. In fact the amount of time that excuse has been used probably would lead people to believe that computers are the most unstable machines ever.
While we are all aware you can head down to Canal Street in Chinatown and pick up some fake designer bags and other such knock-offs, the most recent item to be knocked-off are apparently delivery trucks. Now I am guessing there is not a large market for knocked-off delivery trucks unless you are running drugs, trafficking illegal immigrants or doing something equally as nefarious and illegal.
I apologize for the harsh language in the titled, but not only does it seem fitting for this but saying “This is Really, Really Messed Up” doesn’t quite get the same message across. And frankly, this is Fucked Up.