The Three Hundred and Sixty Third...

Number Three Hundred and Sixty Three:

Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Crab cake sandwich

The thing about a crab cake sandwich for 6 bucks, while they claim Bay crab, is that you know it's gonna taste like a 6 dollar crab cake sandwich. It was OK, I guess. And I think I am off onion rings for a while, it's not that they were bad, in fact, someone who likes HUGE chunks of onion with a nice batter in a bite may love them, but I felt like a mouthful of onion can be a little, "Oh, wow that was a chuck of white onion in my mouth, ew."

T-minus two!

The One Hundred and Sixty Eighth...

Number One Hundred and Sixty Eight:

Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Burger

Home of the lighthouse motif.

The One Hundred and Fifty Fourth...

Number One Hundred and Fifty Four:

Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Chicken Wrap

Matt and I have cunning plan for the VLA Conference this year: give our presentation that we gave during Staff Development Day. Only make it better than it was before. Better. Stronger. Faster. We hammered out some of the plan over lunch, I think it is a shoe in. If not, it damn well should be! We did submit two presentations, so one has to pan out. Two would be great though. It's in Portsmouth in October, and it would be more or less paid for if we got in. Sweet!

Planstache!

The One Hundred and Thirty Ninth...

Number One Hundred and Thirty Nine:

Home, Dinner, Steak

I'm getting pretty good cooking on the grill that Lisa bought for my birthday (and kind of new home) gift. It rocks. I have a "meat" side and a "vegetarian" side; meaning I have never cooked meat on the left half out of consideration of non-meat eaters. Hardcore vegans might not partake though because it's not completely separated, smoke still permeates throughout. Flank steak has been my new kick. A previously dismissed piece of meat that cooks surprisingly fast and well, and great marinaded. Mashed potatoes too! Yum!

By the way, it has really come to the point in this blog and the 365 mission that I occasionally take two in one day. I also took one at lunch, at Riverbound with the BK crew, "just in case". Although, "just in case" is for the writing material rather than the actual picture.

Our waitress today, the good one spoken about in a previous post, totally buddy chatted with us about some bachelorette party she went to at The Vault (actually Bank and Vault, I think), where they had a lame meal, and crazy guys getting in her space on the dance floor. I couldn't really understand what the hell she was talking about, only because once she said The Vault, I was wondering who eats dinner at a place called "The Vault". Bachelorette party gals I suppose!

The One Hundred and Fifth...

Number One Hundred and Five:

Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Cuban Pork Sandwich

After a pretty quick and painless training session on paperback cataloging at work, Emily and I had the chance to head up to Riverbound for lunch. First though, I had to get a couple of flyers made of this FUNK BRUNCH that I am doing at Sprout in March. Luckily, a UPS Store was next door to the restaurant so we went in. Unluckily, most of the people working there were a little dim. Nice enough, but the bulbs weren't too well lit. Of course, you can't really expect a lot from a shipping store that wants to have a little of everything for your ship/packaging/copy needs so...

The first employee seemed like a teen that had just finished high school and was trying to make her way; spoke not a bit and did nothing but observe. A trainee perhaps. The second, a slightly older young man who was most helpful, but didn't quite have the experience to finish the job and had to get the manager, an older woman in her 50s probably on her way out to lunch, to help open the file and print. His customer service was good though and gave me free copies of their accidental misprinting of my stuff. The manager herself needed to take a couple of whacks at it as well so, like I said, their expertise was probably in shipping.

After that episode, and I won't even go into the odd old redneck dude that ordered an ENORMOUS bag of pink packing peanuts, we got to witness some competence in our waitress. She was quick, friendly and on the ball. Most of the wait staff at Riverbound are doofuses, she however, had her head on straight. At least I like to think so. Older twenties, probably a grad student, could interact socially without appearing creepy or odd. She would do quite well in a fan eatery! Anyway, the sandwich I had was some chalkboard special, some kind of white boy attempt at a Pork Cuban sandwich; which meant pork tenderloin, apparently DILL pickles, swiss cheese and a slice of ham. Lacked flavor, so ketchup had to help.

The One-Hundredth...

Number One-Hundred:



Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Club wrap

ONE HUNDRED!!!!!


I know! Hard to believe that a foolish thing like a Napkin on the face would last this long! Well, I guess this one didn't turn out as special as I would have hoped, but planning one for tomorrow, stay tuned.

But what was really unique about today? Well, for starters, I woke up at 3:33am this morning and could NOT go back to sleep. Then coming into the radio station at 5:50am, there was a large puddle of vomit at the WRIR Station door. Something I had to carefully traverse with a case full of cds, a cup of coffee, and my keycard to get in. Then I had the pleasure of cleaning it off by throwing coffeepots of water on it to get it to go out on the sidewalk. It looked like the person didn't agree with whatever chicken dish they may have had at The Camel and thought that the best place to part ways was an independent radio station entryway. Lame ass and I hope it hurt their stomach BAD! Coincidentally for me, because just the night before I was at the WRIR Board meeting making a case for my altruistic nature and request to get on the Board! I think that went well, and well, the vomit cleaning may have been my first official act as a Board member! Ha! (Actually, I don't think they have voted me in quite yet.) Plus, if you are the last person to see it, and the NEXT person notices it, then they know you didn't have the courage, or maybe just stomach to take care of it. Well, I was kind of in that spot, plus a new volunteer was supposed to come in for DJ Training. While it would have been great to make that a new volunteers FIRST assignment, you have to also impress the new recruits or they may never come back again! The irony here is that the potential volunteer never showed up, he'd overslept!

Anyway, work slid by like ice cream on a carhood in summer and before I knew it, lunch at Riverbound, it was Gina and I again. Gina had asked just the day before if any waitstaff said anything about me doing these pictures. And as it so happened, today the oddly awkward scrawny dude totally caught me doing this one and said, "That's a great picture." Maybe he was eerily psychic to pick up that it was a landmark Napstache! Who cares, the kid art in the background of this one makes it a SUPER SPECIAL LANDMARK NAPSTACHE!

One hundred!

The Eighty-Third...

Number Eighty-Three:



Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Yard Bird

Another venture to Riverbound, Yard Bird is their version of the bbq chicken sandwich, decent onion rings too. I also managed to get the entire Bookmobile crew to do a Napstache! (l-r: me, Carolyn, Gina, Justin) I think my dream, maybe for the last 365th Napstache, would be to have a whole restaurant do it! Anyway, baby steps....

Bookmostache!

The Forty-Eighth...

Number Forty-Eight:



Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Turkey Reuben

Another Bookmobile lunch, this time with the full crew, most of them sick (including me still on some kind of virus from hell mend). Waitress confesses by the second sentence that it is her second day. Yes, she performed like it, but you have to cut her a little slack for being thrown to lunch crowd wolves.

Speaking of lunch time wolves, some dude maybe a little older than me brought attention to himself immediately with his loud cell phone ring: The Good, the Bad and the Ugly. I lean over to G. "That guy right there is known as The Douche with No Name in some parts." She replies, "The Good, The Bad and The Douchey?" *chuckles* This was the beginning of our wonderment of this probably perfectly nice fellow taking his wife and folks out to lunch during the holidays. He also was wearing matching Corvette gear; hat, shirt, jacket --he could have been in a pit crew. Wow. So we started to wonder if his Vette was out in the parking lot somewhere, or was it something he aspired to or received as a gift and was hoping to work up to the actual car, or just an enthusiast. Now when someone like that dresses in full gear as such, you better own a Vette or be a 6 year old. I mean sure, I have my own fashion problems but really, WHO is dressing like that?!?

Anyway, snapped this one quickly.

The Ninth...

Number Nine:



Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Chickensteak sandwich

Nice Friday long lunch at a decent restaurant in Mechanicsville. They specialize in crabcakes from Reedville and awkward waitstaff. The Bowtiestache.