Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Paradise Found in a Philly Cheese Steak


OK, so after Pennsylvania's Governor shared the mistakes people make when trying to recreate a Philly Cheese Steak at the conference last week, I found the perfect sandwich at Rick's Philly Steaks at the Reading Terminal Market.

For just under ten bucks, I had the most greasiest, creamiest heavenly delight I've had in a long while. I ordered mine "wit" Cheese Whiz and onions along with a soda ("pop" for you northeasterners) and fries. Word of note: have your order ready upon placing your order.

Yellowstone's Wolf Population: At Risk?

National Public Radio gets me updated on the day's events as I drive home from work. Today, there was a report about canine parvovirus as the most likely cause in the decline of Yellowstone National Park's wolf population. In short, it's a deadly virus with no cure and the wolves can contract the virus by sniffing the doodoo of an infected domestic dog.

I was working in Yellowstone when the wolves were reintroduced. It was a controversial time, as farmers of surrounding communities feared the "big bad wolf." Soon after the wolves were introduced, President Clinton and his family visited the park. I worked with the security detail (which has no point to this story - I just want all to know my role in the President's visit).

I remember one of the highlights of the trip was Chelsea feeding the wolves. Now, I did not see this but my imagination pictured the following: a park ranger handing over a road-kill elk thigh to Chelsea. She wraps her arms around the leg and rests the meaty part on her shoulder. Somehow, she manages to wobble to a fence and tip dinner over the fence while calling out, "here wolfie, wolfie." What happens after that, is up to anyone's imagination...