politics with a side of fries

While on assignment in New Jersey/New York last fall, our crew attempted to do trivia nights a few times. We found a local dive joint that hosted them, picked an appropriately terrible team name and signed up. We were bad, horrible even. But at least the pub grub was decent. This little gem had jalapeno poppers on top of the melted cheese covered patty. Yes, fried poppers ON a burger. Sadly, I can't say that it was my favorite thing ever - but the theory was good, something went off in the execution I suppose. Also a little sad, it appears the joint has shut down. Munch Bar - Las Vegas, NV  Ah Vegas. Rarely do I even stop to eat while we're there. Which is a shame really, there are simply too many awesome places that will put you in a meat coma faster than you can lose a grand at the roulette wheel ...but i digress. Earlier in the spring, we had gone with T's sister to celebrate her birthday in sin city; it also helped that T's business ...

Ok, that was a bit melodramatic. My thoughts on this burger though are not. First a quick background The project team I have been working with has been in Parsippany, NJ a good bit recently. Never heard of it? Well neither had I until I got assigned to this project. Bottom line, it’s a small town in NJ, that while fairly neat and quiet has little to entertain you after a long day at the office. In steps some client employees to invite us to a HH. Game on. We went to a little shotgun style place called Sona19, it did the trick to alleviate the boredom that night and we also heard about a little restaurant called Urban Table. They had sushi, burgers and good salad? Intriguing. Fast forward a few weeks and here we are… In need of some above average grub, we decided to venture to the ‘fun’ town of Morristown. Urban Table faces the square, which is the center (or at least as far as we can tell) of this little metropolis. There was a wait so we attempted to sit at the bar. M was returning f...

I often wonder what is the way to happiness? I know many things it is not – it’s not money, it’s not fame, it’s not a million friends… but I know there are some small things that go into making one truly happy, without getting into those things I will add one more thing to my list of what is NOT the way to happiness. Work Travel. I signed myself up for this project, with a fairly hopeful attitude. Those that know me, know this is a struggle (go ahead, laugh). I am very analytical, perhaps the sole reason I decided to become an attorney, and I tear apart everything. I cannot stress the ‘everything’ enough. But after a weighing of the potential benefits, my problems with the alternatives, etc I decided to go for it. I mean, honestly, a few months is not that long. I was wrong. I’ve since noticed a few things about myself. 1. I am more of a homebody than I used to think 2. I love alone time 3. I hate, hate, HATE most hotel rooms. (the germs, the random hairs, the questionable carpet, yuc...