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      <title>10/01 06:41A Monday 9/29 - Travelling to Athens</title>
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After 90 minutes of sleep, I headed to Heathrow with my crippled bag to catch my 8:20 flight to Athens.  Of all the things to forget, I failed to check which terminal my British Airways flight was in.  I knew they were in Terminal 4 or 5 but I wasn't sure which it would be.  I chose 4 because it was the closer stop on the Tube but I turned out to be wrong.  Unfortunately, to get to Terminal 5, I would have to back track to another station and then transfer to another train.  I finally arrived at Terminal 5 at 7:15, perfect timing to check in.  But the kiosk gave me an error and told me to go to "Zone A."  I went to Zone A and the Queue Host (line manager) told me to go to customer service in Zone B where a single representative was trying to help a dozen people.  I stood anxiously in line and watched as the minutes counted down.  
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It wasn't my turn until 7:50 and of course the flight had already been closed.  The rep told me I should have gone to Zone A and now I had been dropped off the flight.  Unlike AA which allows you to just jump on standby for another flight, British is very strict about this sort of thing.  They basically assume it was your fault and cancel your ticket.  Since it wasn't my fault that I had been mis-directed, they had to enact some absurd exception process.  <br/><br/>
First the rep flagged down a manager who told her to call some guy who handles this stuff.  The guy didn't answer the phone so the manager escorted me to Zone A and handed me off to another guy who proceeded to call the same guy who handles this stuff who once again didn't answer.  Then he called one of his friends in another department and called in a favor to get my ticket reinstated.  Then, he called the first guy again, who finally answered after the phone rang for a good two minutes and had me put onto the standby list for the next flight.  Then he called the second guy again to have my standby status upgraded to cleared.  Then he could finally confirm a seat and check me in.  It took at least 30 minutes to complete this process.  I thought British Airways was supposed to have good service!
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Since I had three more hours to kill, I decided to sit down for breakfast at Carluccio's, as recommended by the London Review of Breakfast.  I had the colleccione which was toast with sauteed mushrooms, scrambled eggs, pancetta and roasted tomato. It was decently priced for the airport at 7£. They don't get any awards for presentation but the mushrooms and eggs were tasty. The toast was a bit tough, the pancetta was salty but not that flavorful (would have preferred American bacon) and the tomato was good but not roasted enough.  But those were all minor gripes and I was pretty pleased with my breakfast.
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I also ordered a coffee drink called Bicerin.  It is a traditional Torino drink of espresso, Florentine drinking chocolate and cream that you mix together as you please. The drinking chocolate was pretty thick like a soft ganache and if I had let it cool more it would have been pretty solid. It was also a pretty cocoa intensive and not very sweet. That was mixed with the espresso and about half of the cream. I considered adding more sugar but thought I should probably enjoy it as it was served. I thought it was extremely tasty, though not very healthy.
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I then proceeded through security where they have a nice automated tray return system so that trays are automatically moved back to the front of the line instead of having to wait for some non-observant TSA rep to realize there's a backup caused by a lack of trays.  Then in my search for a power outlet for my laptop, I ended up at Starbucks and bought a yogurt so I could sit and mooch their electricity.
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Starbucks has much nicer food products in Europe. Their yogurts and granola all looked excellent and had extra seeds mixed in for added fiber and nutrition. I chose a Greek yogurt with granola and honey and was wowed by how thick, rich and tangy the yogurt was.  Mixed with the granola, sunflower seeds and honey, this was a delicious yogurt mix.
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After losing track of time and almost missing my new flight to Athens, I finally settled in my flight.  The British Air 757 I was on seemed nicer and roomier than any American 757s.  I think I had one or maybe even two inches of extra seat width and I suspect that American planes have eight seats crammed in a row instead of the seven on this plane.  I'll have to check SeatGuru to see.
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To my surprise, breakfast was served on this flight and it wasn't a crummy continental breakfast (pun intended here too); it was a hot fish pie.  I don't particularly like the sounds of fish pie on an airline because it makes me think of the movie Airplane.  But this fish pie (cod and salmon) was very good.  The sauce was tasty and there were big chunks of fish coated with panko crumbs (the one negative being that the panko wasn't crispy).  The caesar salad, while simple, was good thanks to the tasty croutons and substantial parmaggiano shavings. The bread rolls, which were a wheat and white baked together, were pretty good. And the rice pudding was decent though it was basically standard strawberry sauce mixed into plain rice pudding. I guess that's the one place that British Air has good service.
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I finally landed in Athens and found customs and immigration to be very easy.  There was no form to fill out and it looked like any valid passport gained instant access to the country.  There wasn't anyone in customs either, you just walked out from the baggage claim to the oustide world.  I lugged my crippled bag to the Metro which was thankfully still open (it was supposed to be closed for construction but contractor issues have already postponed the start date which was originally April).  
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I arrived at my station and using my compass quickly determined which direction to head to find my hotel.  I walked for 10 minutes but couldn't find it.  The address, 115 didn't seem to exist.  I walked back and forth for another 10 minutes until finally walking into a Peugeot dealer to ask for directions.  Turns out that the numbers on one side of a street don't necessarily line up with the other side so even though I was at 110-120 on the north side, 115 on the south side was another 10 minutes farther down the road.  
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Then I had to find a pedestrian underpass to get to the other side and I found the sign but not the underpass.  I spent another 5 minutes looking for that until I walked into a Citroen dealer and asked for help.  Turns out the underpass was about 100 more meters past the sign.  10 minutes later I was across the street at the Marriott and I was soaked with sweat from dragging my stupid cheap-ass bag back and forth and up and down curbs because Greek drivers don't care if their parked cars block the cross walks (if there happens to be one at a particular street intersection) or fire hydrants for that matter.  I finally got into my hotel room at 7:30 and decided to scrap my plans to go to the happening night spot for dinner and try to get some sleep.
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<a href="/pictures/2008_cruise/09-29/index.php#pics"><b>9/29 pictures are here</b></a>.	<br/>(1 comments)</description>
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      <title>10/01 06:35A Sunday 9/28 - London</title>
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My trip did not start off as well as I had hoped it would.  First, they wouldn't let me check my big bag all the way to Athens because the layover was too long so I would have to pick it up in London.  The 7 hour flight itself was fine for the most part.  I seat 31B which is an exit row that has lots of leg room. Note that 31A has the emergency slide blocking it so if you want to stretch out you have to sit at a funny angle and then you feel lopsided for the rest of the day. 
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The AA 777s now have pseudo on-demand movies.  Basically each title restarts every 15-20 minutes so you can start a movie almost whenever you want.  You can choose to wait for the next one or start the one that is in progress.  The one problem is that the controller is docked in the side of the arm rest.  If you remove it, there's no problem but if you leave it you can accidentally hit a button and exit out of the movie.  I did this and had to restart Hancock, then I did it again, and had to restart it again so I ended up losing about 45 minutes of movie watching time.  Hancock was good overall, nothing all that special, but pretty entertaining.  I also watched Swing Vote which was decent but lacked a lot of depth that I think it could have gone into.  I wanted to watch Get Smart as well but b/c of my Hancock blunder, I didn't have time.
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Food on the flight was decent.  The choices were barbecue chicken and beef lasagna.  I chose the latter which was fairly tasty, (almost as good as a Stouffer's frozen dinner, which are some of the tastiest ones out there since they're not geared as dieting dinners). The salad, dressing and bread were the exact same kinds that AA always uses that are fairly blah.   Dessert was a little different though, it was an Oatmeal Chewie.  It had a consistency like a brownie crossed with an oatmeal cookie and was pretty tasty in it's manufactured and shrink wrapped goodness.
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Breakfast was a pretty simple continental breakfast:  a single croissant.  The croissant was actually pretty good:  it was toasted and had a nice tender center with a flakey outside and was served with butter and strawberry jam. Airline water always tastes funky even though it's in a sealed container, maybe it's the container that tastes funky but it's been that way on AA for as long as I can remember. The strawberry yogurt was run of the mill pre-mixed which is slightly ironic since Britons and Europeans are more picky about their yogurt.  For instance, I prefer Danon fruit on the bottom yogurt and one reason they make yogurt that way is to keep the sugars from the fruit separate from the active cultures so as not to interfere.  Well in Europe, even fruit on the bottom yogurt causes too much interference so they actually sell yogurt that has the fruit flavors in a separate compartment so you can mix them just when you're ready to eat it.
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After we finally landed in London, I picked up my bag and went to British Airways to see if I could check in the bag for the next morning and they said they only allow check-ins three hours before the flight.  So I accepted the fact that I would need to lug around my big bag as well as my small bag and backpack.  This is the first time I used my cheap new 25" bag and  I didn't pack it all that full.  In fact it weighed about the same as my small bag (which was extra heavy b/c of my laptop).  So in preparation for the walk to the London Underground (Tube) I latched my small bag onto my big bag started walking.  All of you who said I should invest in a good set of luggage instead of a cheap set, <b><i>you were right</i></b>.  After walking through the terminal and through the hallways for about 10 minutes, I lost a wheel.
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So now I have to carry the big bag on top of the little bag (a Samsonite) which seems to be holding the weight of both bags without a problem.  Darn that ghetto generic Embark brand from target!  Having to lug around a big bag was bad enough but to not have wheels for it has really made my plans to travel easily by subway and foot a big pain in the butt.  Even my hands are feeling a bit raw from wrassling with the bag.  I considered buying a new one but being in London, that's not a good idea as a decent bag could easily cost $200.  I may try to buy a new one in Athens (or maybe Egypt where it would be cheap, but probably not any higher in quality). 
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So anyway, I finally checked in at my hotel and set out for <b>Arbutus</b>, a fairly fancy restaurant that has a cheap prix fixe lunch set.  Of course, I wanted to be daring so I went a la carte.  For my starter, I had Braised Pig's Head, Potato Puree and Caramelized Onions (see pics).  There was a block of meat on the left of the plate (reminiscent of head cheese) which was tasty and reminded me of the ham hocks my mom used to make. The potatoes were very smooth and creamy. However, on the right side of the plate there was something on top of the caramelized onions.  My guess is brains which I kind of had to choke down as the taste was as little too offal (pun intended). 
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For my main course I had the Plat du Jour (dish of the day): Elway Valley Lamb, Hot Pot "Breast and Sweetbreads." This was very tasty and had some fatty pieces of lamb and a whole sweetbread (referred to as a neck gland, haven't had a chance to look up which one it is) topped with gratin potatoes.  The dish was a bit lamby plus some offal flavor, but pretty good overall.  Unfortunately, I suddenly got really full halfway through and decided to stop.  It was odd because 30 minutes prior my stomach had been growling like crazy.  I think it was because my body considered it breakfast time and simply didn't want that much food.
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After the main I had treacle tart for dessert which was simply the best I've ever had (ok, I've only had it once before, but it was absolutely delicious).  I also had the house Apertif to drink which was Prosecco and pear puree.
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Now, being extremely full and jet-lagged don't go together so well because I become extremely tired.  I wandered around, checked out Chinatown a bit and then sat to rest in Hyde Park where I saw joggers, skateboarders, in-line skaters, horse riders and even a roller-skater (see below).  Then things went downhill.
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I was so full and exhausted that even though it was only 3:30, I went to my hotel room and plopped on the bed.  I set my alarm for 4:30 so I could venture out to find La Fromagerie, a well known cheese shop.  Well I woke up and was still very tired and very full, so I thought I'd sleep for another hour.  The same thing happened an hour later, and every hour until 9:30pm.  I finally made myself get up and despite the rest, I stumbled out of the hotel with bleary eyes.  My mission was to find The Golden Hind, one of the best places in London for Fish and Chips.  I wandered the area for an hour and never found it and by that time, all the restaurants I had passed started to close.
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I headed back to the hotel and saw that Hard Rock Cafe was open but decided that wasn't worth going to.  So I went to the concierge and asked who was open late and they told me what area to look in.  However, by the time I found them, they too were closed.  I headed back again and even Hard Rock was closed.  So even worse, I ended up eating at Trader Vic's, one of the hotel's restaurants and I believe an American chain.  I decided not to get too much and ended up with Singapore Noodles which were decent but a little light on the curry.  I ordered my first European diet coke notied that it was much less fizzy than in the US. I also ordered Phoenix Beer which was smooth and crisp and doesn't seem very strong since I didn't have much problem finishing it. 
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I considered asking the cute Asian hostess to join me at Restaurant Gordon Ramsay in three weeks, but decided against it. Then I returned to my room and of course I couldn't sleep.  Luckily Gordon Ramsay kept me entertained  with Kitchen Nightmares and The last episode of The F Word season 3 (he raised and slaughtered sheep this time). I finally went to bed at 4AM, just in time to get some shut eye before I had to get up at 5:30.
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<a href="/pictures/2008_cruise/09-28/index.php#pics"><b>9/28 pictures are here</b></a>.	<br/>(2 comments)</description>
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      <title>09/30 01:02A In Athens</title>
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      <description>I wrote up my last couple days and prepared a bunch of pictures but the Marriott is charging 20 euros for internet so I haven't connected.  I'm at a free terminal at Best Western so I don't have my laptop and can't upload the stuff.  Maybe tonight if I can find an internet cafe near my hotel.  I did manage to upload <a href="/pictures/2008_cruise/09-28/">a few random pictures</a> when I was at Heathrow though.	<br/>(0 comments)</description>
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      <title>09/29 05:00A Foreign Connectivity</title>
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      <description>Being in the UK makes it easy to post since everything is just as connected as in the US.  Even my phone works normally on T-Mobile UK (except that the roaming charges are pretty steep).  The Hilton wanted 20&amp;pound; for internet which is pretty outrageous.  I found a cafe that charged 1&amp;pound; per hour but didn't have my laptop handy.  
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Now I'm at Heathrow airport and they have a Boingo hotspot which is about 6&amp;pound; for a day, which is acceptable and Boingo is an American company that is supported by McDonald's and Starbucks.  I could have used a T-Mobile hot spot, but I think they're a little more expensive.
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Anyway, the point of all this is that after I leave the UK, I'm not sure how easy it will be for me to post, nor do I know how much time I have to post things, so you may see some other posts that I haven't published yet and have nothing to do with my vacation.  Athens looks like it's fairly connected via Starbucks but Istanbul and Egypt look pretty questionable.	<br/>(0 comments)</description>
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      <title>09/28 03:55P Fermi verses the Jolly Green Giant</title>
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      <description>Since the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Large_Hadron_Collider" target="_blank">Large Hadron Collider</a> (the world's largest particle accelerator) opened just a few weeks ago and <a href="/blargh_comments.php?blarghId=2016">I mentioned it in a recent post</a> I figured this would be a good time to recount an amusing story from Hewson's AP Physics (high school) trip to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fermi_Lab" target="_blank">Fermi Lab</a>, the home of what is now the second largest particle accelerator, <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;geocode=&amp;q=fermilab,+batavia,+il&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;ll=41.831648,-88.253002&amp;spn=0.01973,0.04549&amp;t=h&amp;z=15" target="_blank">located an hour away from Chicago in Batavia, IL</a>.
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This story is especially pertinent since the LHC had an electrical failure between magnets that caused it to be temporarily shut down. According to Hewson, this is a conversation that took place when they toured the particle accelerator:
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<b>Student:</b> What would happen if one of those magnets failed?<br/>
<b>Scientist:</b> That would never happen because we have multiple fail safes and redundancies.<br/>
<b>Student:</b>  I'm just wondering, what would happen if one of them DID fail?<br/>
<b>Scientist:</b> Don't worry, that will never happen.<br/>
<b>Student:</b> Well, let's just say, hypothetically speaking, what would happen if the Jolly Green Giant came and ripped out one of the magnets?<br/>
<b>Scientist:</b> Sir, there's no such thing as Jolly Green Giants.<br/>
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      <title>09/27 07:12P Ted Drewes</title>
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6726 Chippewa<br/>
St. Louis, MO 63109<br/>
<strong>Rating: Chopsticks of Pleasure</strong><br/> 
The best darn frozen custard around (and most historical too).</div>
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I once met a guy who claimed to be a frozen custard connoisseur. One of his top picks for best custard?  Culver's.  That's like claiming that McDonald's makes the best ice cream. Yes, there's no doubt that it's great and tasty, but it just doesn't come close to the genuine homemade stuff. 
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On top of that, the guy had never heard of <b>Ted Drewes</b>.  I can understand that your average person may not have heard of Ted Drewes, but to consider yourself a connoisseur of frozen custard and have no clue about it is just plain freakin' absurd.  
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If you like frozen custard, you HAVE to try Ted Drewes for both the wonderfully rich creaminess and for the historical Route 66 significance. On Alton Brown's Feasting on Asphalt, Ted Drewes was the number one most requested absolutely must see stop from his fans.
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So when I went down to St. Louis for Labor Day, I made sure to swing by for a nice, rich, cold treat for a hot summer's day.  Here are some pictures.  Apologies that the close-up is a bit over exposed, I forgot to clear a setting that I changed on my new camera.
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      <title>09/26 03:00P HP Sucks 3</title>
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      <description>A couple weeks ago, my laptop started acting up.  The keyboard would randomly stop registering key strokes and then suddenly register dozens of key presses at once.  After some trial and error I found that the problem occurred most often when my palms were resting on the laptop while typing instead of hovering in the air (as recommended by most ergonomics guides, though I personally disagree). 
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On top of that the battery was starting to die.  At 100%, the battery would only last 40 minutes, and that's with wireless turned off and the brightness turned all the way down.  If I use the internet, that time drops to 30 minutes and if I used the DVD player that time drops to about 20 minutes.  I got the battery in <a href="/blargh_comments.php?blarghId=1870">April when I last had computer problems</a> but it may have been used so it could be 2 years old (when they rolled this HP Compaq nc6400 model out) but I suspect it to be younger than that.  Even if it was 2 years old, it shouldn't die that quickly.
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So I went to IT to see if I could get it fixed and the guy decided to give me yet another laptop shell (all shells have an identical setup so they swap hard drives and usually they're done in less than 10 minutes).  That makes this <b>my fifth laptop since February</b>.  Pretty pitiful.
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I got a new battery too so hopefully that will last a decent amount of time.  I heard two other people requesting new batteries as well so I asked the support guy if it was a common problem.  His response was, "I think 100% of these batteries are going to die early."  Good job, HP.  Good job.	<br/>(1 comments)</description>
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      <title>09/25 10:39P Cabela's</title>
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      <description>After getting home from the airport I decided to pick up a compass so I could get my bearing when wandering through the streets of various non-English-speaking cities in the next couple weeks.  I decided to finally visit the brand new Cabela's Store and Museum that opened earlier this year just a couple miles away.
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I've heard many things about Cabela's.  In short, it is a Mecca for sportsmen.  And I don't mean athletes, I mean hard core outdoorsmen like hunters, campers, hikers and fishers.  As I was looking around, I heard the perfect example of the type of place it is when a middle aged woman standing near me excitedly told her husband, "Look, honey, bows are on sale!"
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The place is huge and quite impressive and I could totally get lost for hours in there.  As a kid, my friends and I would get these cool catalogs of hunting gear and we would flip through them looking at all the cool knives and weapons, wishing we were 18 and could buy them.  Well, Cabela's is that catalog, but in real life.
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In the center of store is a large display, approximately 50 feet long and 25 feet wide, adorned with stuffed animals and signage describing the different species and characteristics.  The middle of the display has a passage carved out and surrounded by aquariums as well so you can check out fish.   They even have equipment I never knew existed, such as UnderArmor camouflage that actually blocks your body's scent so as not to scare wild animals away.
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This store has everything a man could want.  A gigantic fishing pole section?  Check.  Racks of composite bows?  Check.  A lot full of boats?  Check.  All sorts of crazy knives?  Check.  Multiple calibers of paintball guns?  Check.  BB guns?  Check.  Racks and racks of used and new rifles and shot guns?  Check.  A 100 foot long counter full of hand guns?  Check.  
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It's a pretty sweet store (and I found a compass).  When I get back from vacation, I'll take my camera in there and get some pics.	<br/>(2 comments)</description>
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      <title>09/24 07:25P Cheese Recipe #2</title>
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I mentioned these <a href="/cooking/french_onion_cup/">French Onion Cups</a> in June when I invented this dish for <a href="/blargh_comments.php?blarghId=1914">a dinner party at Natatia's</a> (<a href="/blargh_comments.php?blarghId=1916">pictures</a>).  <br/><br/>
Well, I finally had a chance to make a new batch and put up the recipe and a few pics for it.  It's missing a few pictures so I'll try to add those in later.
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      <title>09/21 06:47P I'm a sad tourist</title>
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      <description>I've been trying to find some info on eating in Alexandria.  I understand that Egypt is not well known for it's culinary delights and that it is generally a poor country, but I'm a little surprised how tough it's been.  While there are some traditional restaurant recommendations on-line, there aren't as many as I expected.  Just look at this pitiful list of top restaurants to eat at in Alexandria according to <a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Tourism-g295398-Alexandria-Vacations.html" target="_blank">tripadvisor.com</a>
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I'm saddened that four of the top ten restaurants are American chains and even more saddened that one of them somehow earned the number one spot.	<br/>(1 comments)</description>
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      <dc:date>2008-09-21T18:47-05:00</dc:date>    
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