Thanksgiving in August/The Last Supper in the States

So being the spoiled kid that I am, I couldn't depart from the states without having a colossal going-away feast. My loving parents decided to celebrate an early Thanksgiving with me since I would be missing it for the first time in my 22 year existence. I will let the glorious plate speak for itself. I know Greek cuisine has a phenomenal reputation, but it has some touch competition. On the eve of my departure, I am thinking about the incredible summer that I am about to leave behind: trips to Orlando, NYC, Washinton DC, Chautauqua, Toronto, Wild Wood, Rochester, and the priceless time spent with my family, friends, and my lovely girlfriend. I am fortunate to have such great people to miss.

Ohh Irene ...

Well, the trip is off to a good start... NOT! It's early Sunday morning, the day that I was supposed to be boarding the plane to Athens. Unfortunately, mother nature had other plans -- pulverizing the eastern sea board with the most vicious storm in recent memory. Fortunately, I seem to be inland enough in good ole' Binghamton, NY to escape the brute of this monster. Plus, Athens isn't going anywhere (it hasn't for 5,000 years) so I can be patient. Others are not so lucky at the moment. Thoughts and prayers go out to everyone impacted by Irene's wrath, including the friends and family of the 10 people already reported dead.