Mom Violy told me she wanted to order the Paella Negra from Dean & Deluca. Carmina suggested we dine in since we’d never really tried their main courses, always just getting takeout with the cream puffs . Mom Violy agreed, and we arrived about thirty minutes before the lunch rush began. The service was very slow, even though we had ordered ahead of time. They mistakenly brought out the Paella Valenciana , despite Mom Violy repeating the order three times to the person who took it. It turned out the cook on duty made the error, even though it was written down clearly. We know Paella Negra takes a long time to prepare, which is why Mom Violy had requested it to be cooked beforehand. She wanted it as her main meal, but because of the mix-up and feeling hungry, she took a piece of Carmina’s Turkey Club Sandwich and asked for the bacon on the side. I didn’t expect the turkey to be just one piece, and the bread was toasted so hard that it removed one layer of the sandwich. Since ...
Sometimes you become curious who are those strangers reading your blog without knowing who they are because it doesn't say who has been reading it.
As I keep writing a new blog after another I see someone has already read what I just recently post.
I wish they would leave some sort of comment to know if they like
what they are reading or even put a like on that page.
I have new set of old friends that I recently found in Facebook
she thought I was a scammer because she didn't recognize my last name. I
changed my last name because I didn't want people to recognize who I was. This
way I am just a mysterious person who just known by Carmina.
The only people who really know who I am are my family and close
friends who are main contact in Facebook.
Otherwise my Facebook page is in public and I prefer it this way.
I made it public so my blog doesn't limit it's viewer who knows I can be
discovered.
Being a blogger it takes time to think what subjects to write
about. Sometimes you run out of things to write about and sometimes the stuff
you see just comes in mind to just to write it up in your blog.
I feel like I am an interview that no one seems to know who I am
when I ask a lot of questions. They think I am just asking question just base
on me being curious.
When I eat some where I feel I am a critic to talk about and take
pictures of where I have eaten.
I have friends who think I am getting paid a lot being a blogger.
Funny, to me I am doing it for fun just to keep my mind to explore the unknown.
To experience the places I see every day or places I see when I travel.
No matter what my minds goes out to explore and I tend to write
everything down once it is still in my head.
As I listen to music my mind goes in a different direction and
makes me want to write more that comes in mind.
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