I was in Boston for a few days a couple weeks ago. The Joint Math Meetings is our annual national math conference. This year, I was on my own. The food adventure wasn't quite as interesting because I had less time. The first night (Wednesday), I got in at about 10:30 PM, and so I went to dinner at the first place I found, which was a Cheesecake Factory. It wasn't local cuisine, but it was open. And I had not had anything to eat earlier in the day except for a Croissanwich combo when I left Las Vegas (plus a couple bags of honey roasted peanuts and a couple cups of soda on the plane).
Lunch the next day was at Atlantic Fish. I did not look this place up before hand, I simply started walking and it seemed interesting. Apparently, it scores very well with the local reviewers and won an award for the best chowder in Boston. I made the mistake of stumbling across this place around early lunch time, so I wasn't hungry enough to order a lot of food. So I got the mussels appetizer and a cup of chowder, at the recommendation of the server. (This is something that I've gotten into the habit of doing when I go to eat at some place new, and I'm not sure what I want. The servers should know what's good and should be able to give you a recommendation that will lead you to the better tasting foods.) I have to admit that I wasn't overly impressed with the chowder. It was very good, but as I ate it, I wasn't blown away by it. It just seemed like a very solid chowder. The broth was smooth and creamy, the potatoes were diced very small, and there were lots of clams. I sort of wonder if chowder is the sort of thing that tastes better later in the day after the flavors all had time to marry. I got a good amount of mussel for the appetizer. The broth/sop was also quite tasty, but again it wasn't spectacular. Or maybe I'm becoming a snob and it was actually fantastic but couldn't recognize it. Either way, I'd definitely try something else if I went back.
That afternoon, I got to talk to all six of our candidates for the math position. The great news is that none of them seemed weird or otherwise disagreeable. They all felt like they would fit in the culture of the campus, and they all seemed to share the level of enthusiasm for growing and creating new things that I have. As an aside, there's one more phone interview to go, and then we've got to pick three to come out for an in-person interview. I'm excited an optimistic about that.
For dinner that night, I went to Chilli Duck (Thai). The restaurant reminded me very much of the San Francisco Chinese restaurants I've been to growing up. It had the mirrored wall and the aroma of Asian spices (though I don't know which ones... there's an Asian hole in my culinary knowledge). But whatever it was, it had that familiar smell. I didn't really look at the menu and simply asked the server, and he recommended the chili duck. (Yes, the restaurant is called Chilli Duck with the double l, but the menu item is chili duck with a single l. I didn't ask.) It was pretty good. The duck was crusted in a chili sauce and served with rice and some vegetables. The crunchy duck skin slowly got soggy as the meal went on, which was a little disappointing, but perhaps that just means I should have eaten faster. Just as with lunch, I wasn't overly impressed. I don't know what was missing, but it felt like it could have been a little bit better.
For lunch on Friday, I ate at the food court at the Prudential Center. I almost ate at Cheeseboy (grilled cheese sandwiches) but instead went for Gourmet India. For a fast food Indian place, I was surprised at how good it was. I think the naan bread was made in a tandoor, which is a very high heat cooking vessel that creates the char that is characteristic of the bread. The rice was very light and fluffy, and I felt it was better than the Thai resaturant. I don't remember what I ordered, but it was a chicken something and a potato curry. I like the Indian curries. That's something that's now on my list of things to learn how to make. If a fast food Indian place can make it, I've got to have a decent shot at figuring it out, right?
That afternoon, I gave my talk to open the session. It seemed well-received and I chatted with a couple different people afterwards (plus I got a couple requests for the slides). After listening to a couple other talks, I found a quiet place to hop on my laptop and take care of emails and other stuff that needed to get done. That evening, there was a gathering of PROMYS alumni (PROMYS is the high school math camp where I was a counselor for about three years). It wasn't too well attended, but it was attended by people I overlapped with, and it was good to reconnect with them.
We went out to dinner at a place called Ginza Japanese Restaurant. I ordered a plate of nigiri, and it was good in a standard nirgiri sort of way. That dinner was much more about the company than the food. And I'm perfectly okay with that.
On Saturday, I flew back home, so that was the end of the Boston eating. I did have a couple hours at the Phoenix airport, so I wandered around there for a while. I thought about eating at one of the more restaurant-like eateries, but decided to get a Nathan's hot dog because I've never had a Nathan's hot dog. Four dollars and six bites later, I consumed my Nathan's chili cheese dog. The hot dog itself had a nice snap and flavor to it, and the chili and cheese were both completely generic. Now I can say that I've had the hot dog that hot dog eating champions eat.
It sounds like we might have a senior pastor candidate coming through in less than a month. The search committee will send out two delegations this weekend to visit the two finalists. As much as I feel that the process seemed rushed (six months from start to finish is really short), since we don't have an interim pastor and there seems to be no desire to get one, it's probably a good thing. There are a lot of long term planning and vision sorts of things that need to happen very soon, and none of that will happen at the church without a person in that position providing a sense of stability to the planning.
I've been fighting something on my credit report for the last year, and I'm hoping that this will be the final volley to finally get the charges removed. I noticed that one of my credit limits was cut dramatically (down to 1/3 of what it was) as a result of the unwarranted collections record. The good news is that I don't use that credit card, but it's still a reminder of how much something like that can have an effect. Since I don't carry a balance, I haven't paid much attention to the interest rates, so I don't know whether those were also impacted. But since I don't carry a balance, it doesn't matter. I dropped the letter in the mailbox on Saturday, so in another four to six weeks, I should have a response. Hopefully, it will bring closure to this whole nonsense.
Many nights when I'm going to sleep, I'll turn on my iPod shuffle and listen to an episode of whatever seems like a reasonable choice. Sometimes it's Car Talk, sometimes it's Wait Wait Don't Tell me, the Splendid Table, or a sermon podcast. (Yes, I am in the habit of falling asleep while listening to sermons.) Last night, I chose to listen to This American Life. The particular episode was a poor choice of falling-asleep listening:
Act One is an excerpt from a one-person show. The speaker is a Mac fanatic who goes to China to see how Apple products are produced. As the story progresses, he starts to talk about visiting the factories, and meeting the 13- and 14-year old children who work 12 hours a day doing highly repetitive tasks. Descriptions of 12 ft by 12 ft dormitory rooms with 14 beds and cavernous 10,000 person cafeterias (or whatever it was) creates very strange mental images as the brain starts to doze off.
I don't make many recommendations of this type, but this episode is worth a listen. It evokes questions of social justice and matters of the exploitation of the poor. Make sure to listen to Act Two as well. The claim is made that what is going on is a step up from what used to be. This is a "better" way of life for them. (Not being knowledgeable in this level of economics, I have no idea whether it's true. But if it is it's a really sad commentary about how the world works).
It also reminded me of a picture that I saw (that I can't find) regarding the occupy movement. On one side it showed a protester claiming to be the 99% and on the side it had a picture that was probably of the poor in Africa. That thought then reminded me of another website. I am the 1%:
I need to go back to falling asleep to sermons. They don't cause me to think nearly as much.