Convergent series

Jeni and I were driving around this weekend; she was eating a sandwich in her usual fashion. Her bites decreasing in size as she approached the end of her sandwich. She does this all the time. I cracked a joke by asking her what the solution is to the convergent series:



I used to complain about having to learn math since it's not like it comes up in real life. I really need to stop with the math jokes.

Croatian Lunch

Our lunch was 1 1/2 hours late today. Nobody seemed to really mind that much. Expectations were high. We ran across this new bakery that delivers; a one man operation. He fell behind having spent his morning running around in the rain making deliveries. But it was worth the wait. I had half a calzone and half a burek - a meat pie; (the thing on the left). No store front, no restaurant, just some guy who loves to bake and make good food. A baker, his ovens, a blog and twitter; what more do you need? We'll give him a try again later.

Lunch envy

MrLeedy gave us all lunch envy with his home-made pizza, the dough of which was hand kneaded. I questioned him about it.

Thinnest crust

I have found the world's thinnest pizza crust. It was less than 1/8" thick. I'm not exaggerating. The pizza itself actually tasted pretty good, but for me it's all about the crust and I like a thick bready pie. I got it from a little market I stumbled upon on my Sunday joyride; it was a family run place with the kid answering the phone, while the mom dished up my slice and the dad rang me up. They looked middle eastern, Iranian perhaps, or maybe Indian. Being an immigrant myself I couldn't help but wonder how they were treated in this affluent white neighborhood in Lake Oswego. When people find out about my heritage they usually just ask if I'm any good at gymnastics. I guess I'm somewhat lucky that my skin color doesn't automatically put me in a minority category. I thanked the cashier for my pizza and expected a halfhearted, downtrodden "your welcome". Instead he responded: "I hope you like. We have best pizza inside the town." He wasn't downtrodden at all, he was proud and enthusiastic. I drove off eating my pizza feeling somewhat guilty.

Monkey Bread

Brenda pointed out the Monkey Bread in the case. I had to get it. Mostly because its fun to say "Monkey Bread". So I asked the french lady why its called Monkey Bread. She replied: "Only monkey would ask such question." Zing! She got me again!

Eat More Bread!

This was on the bag of store bought bread. I got all nostalgic; I remember this from the 80's. So there you have it, straight from the horse's mouth.

Bread bike

I thought it was a Dave's Killer Bread delivery bike. Turns out Dave was just advertising on the side of a sustainable delivery bike. But the idea of delivering bread locally by bike stuck; I'm gonna do it some day.

Leeetle Toasteses

I got used to slicing my own portions. I ran out of bread, so after next door's portion I'm still hungry.

Bread guy's evil twin

Breadguy has an evil twin known as Grapeguy.