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	<title>Comments on: Engaging Food: Do you remember?</title>
	<link>http://blogs.kqed.org/bayareabites/2008/03/18/engaging-food-do-you-remember/</link>
	<description>Culinary Rants &#38; Raves from Bay Area Foodies and Professionals</description>
	<pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 03:01:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Jennifer BB</title>
		<link>http://blogs.kqed.org/bayareabites/2008/03/18/engaging-food-do-you-remember/#comment-2357</link>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer BB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 05:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh how nice to remember!  My husband and I celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary this past Saturday.  We were in engaged in October 2002--he proposed in our Berkeley apartment right before lunch and took me to one of our favorite places on the planet--La Mediteranee on College Ave.  I had the Middle Eastern Plate.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh how nice to remember!  My husband and I celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary this past Saturday.  We were in engaged in October 2002&#8211;he proposed in our Berkeley apartment right before lunch and took me to one of our favorite places on the planet&#8211;La Mediteranee on College Ave.  I had the Middle Eastern Plate.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://blogs.kqed.org/bayareabites/2008/03/18/engaging-food-do-you-remember/#comment-2352</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is a cute thread. I had just come home from a trip to Italy and had been awake approximately 30 straight hours (it was also New Year's Eve). My boyfriend and roommates insisted that I clean up and go to have sushi (masago, tuna, salmon, cream cheese, tobiko, and avocado) on Lincoln Road in South Beach. By the time dinner was over, I was practically incoherent with fatigue, so they blasted heavy metal music in the car to revive me. Finally, about 2 minutes before the ball dropped, my boyfriend proposed a toast with prosecco from the region of Italy I had just visited.. and then proposed.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a cute thread. I had just come home from a trip to Italy and had been awake approximately 30 straight hours (it was also New Year&#8217;s Eve). My boyfriend and roommates insisted that I clean up and go to have sushi (masago, tuna, salmon, cream cheese, tobiko, and avocado) on Lincoln Road in South Beach. By the time dinner was over, I was practically incoherent with fatigue, so they blasted heavy metal music in the car to revive me. Finally, about 2 minutes before the ball dropped, my boyfriend proposed a toast with prosecco from the region of Italy I had just visited.. and then proposed.</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://blogs.kqed.org/bayareabites/2008/03/18/engaging-food-do-you-remember/#comment-2342</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 17:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We were in Osaka, Japan on a vacation. The proposal actually happened right in the middle of the street with everyone watching and not really understanding what was happening, which was kind of fun. Before he popped the question, we had tons of yummy okonomiyaki and beer, a perfect combination. Afterward, we shared a cigar and some whiskey while using my limited Japanese to try and explain to people why we were so giddy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We were in Osaka, Japan on a vacation. The proposal actually happened right in the middle of the street with everyone watching and not really understanding what was happening, which was kind of fun. Before he popped the question, we had tons of yummy okonomiyaki and beer, a perfect combination. Afterward, we shared a cigar and some whiskey while using my limited Japanese to try and explain to people why we were so giddy.</p>
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		<title>By: Elizabeth</title>
		<link>http://blogs.kqed.org/bayareabites/2008/03/18/engaging-food-do-you-remember/#comment-2341</link>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 19:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blogs.kqed.org/bayareabites/2008/03/18/engaging-food-do-you-remember/#comment-2341</guid>
		<description>Top of a mountain in the Adirondacks. Sandwiches of some sort, and Freihofer's chocolate chip cookies.  I'd smuggled along a mini-watermelon (as a surprise for him climbing his first 46er).  He smuggled along a ring and a mini-bottle of champagne.  He won the surprise contest!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After the climb and the surprise and the happiness, it was getting late and cold, so we scarfed down some food and some champagne (never touched the watermelon!), fed some crumbs to a bold mountaintop vole, and headed for home.  There were 6.5 miles, drenching rain, and knee injuries before we finally made it home to a hot dinner that I no longer remember at all.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Top of a mountain in the Adirondacks. Sandwiches of some sort, and Freihofer&#8217;s chocolate chip cookies.  I&#8217;d smuggled along a mini-watermelon (as a surprise for him climbing his first 46er).  He smuggled along a ring and a mini-bottle of champagne.  He won the surprise contest!</p>
<p>After the climb and the surprise and the happiness, it was getting late and cold, so we scarfed down some food and some champagne (never touched the watermelon!), fed some crumbs to a bold mountaintop vole, and headed for home.  There were 6.5 miles, drenching rain, and knee injuries before we finally made it home to a hot dinner that I no longer remember at all.</p>
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