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Since there is so much seafood around us here on the Harbor in Baltimore, the running joke is that you can’t mix fish & dairy. Have you heard about this old wives tale? There are people from the older generations in the south who believe that if you mix the two, it will kill you. After doing some research online (b/c that is reliable…), it seems like this may be related to an old Jewish custom. Click here to read more about it. I’d never even heard of this until my friend & coworker Amy told me about it this weekend. It is so hysterical to hear her tell the stories about her grandmother avoiding the deadly combination at all cost, and making sure she did the same. Her grandmother believed that if you accidentally swallowed a fish bone the calcium from the milk would make it bigger, and thus carry you to your grave. It may have been the way she said it, but I haven’t laughed that much in weeks. Now, I have heard Italian chef Scott Conant from CHOPPED preach about not mixing fish and cheese… but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t because of it’s lethal properties.
Speaking of Italian food, we ate at the most amazing restaurant last night called Sabatino’s! I split a Caprese Salad with Amy as a starter, then I had the Frutti di Mare (“Fruit of the Sea”) as an entrée. The seafood was so fresh and delicious. Earlier in the day, I found a local irish pub and had my first ever fish & chips! That was also fabulous. Have I ever told you guys that my first job was at a Captain D’s when I was 16? Well, needless to say this was mmmmmuch, much better than that. I also caught part of the St. Patty’s Day parade after lunch thanks to Patrick Hickerson’s tip-off in my blog comments a few days back.
Last but not least, my best discovery yet has to be the kick-ass gym across the street from out hotel. They have the best aquatic area I’ve ever seen. It’s all saline, and they have separate pools for water jogging/aerobics and swimming laps. They also have two full walls of windows, so natural light spills in for an extra mood booster. You should check them out online if you are ever in the area: MAC Wellness.
Day one in Baltimore was pretty eventful. After arriving at our hotel on the Harbor around 3:30, we quickly realized that one of our coworkers left her phone in the cab. This resulted in another trip back to the airport where her phone was retrieved about 2 hours later. Huge success, but very stressful for Andrea since losing her phone is like losing a limb. Literally. While in the scramble for the phone, Amy sliced her finger open on her door key holder. Seemed like we couldn’t win for losing for a little while there! Luckily, we scored a huge win at Phillip’s Restaurant on the Harbor for dinner. I had some peel and eat shrimp for an app, then the Mahi-Mahi on coconut rice with green curry sauce for dinner. Fabulous!!! Two thumbs up. I’d never had green curry before, and it was delightful. Plus, you can never go wrong when the word coconut is used.
I got back to my room around 8 p.m… and that is also when the loud noise started a few rooms down from me. I haven’t laid eyes on the group of women yet, but just from sound alone they were definitely celebrating something or someone, and there had to be at least 7-10 of them. I brushed it off since it was still early, and they had every right to be having fun on a Saturday night in the city. They left around 10 for their night out, and I thought I was home clear for bedtime. Then… 3 a.m. rolled around. I was woken up in a big way by screaming girls in the hallway that didn’t stop for almost 30 minutes straight. My grumpy butt called the front desk saying that there was loud noise up on my floor and that I couldn’t sleep because of it. That’s when security showed up, followed by a major showdown with the officers and one of the girls. I don’t know if she was just really drunk or had a screw loose, but she couldn’t control herself or her mouth. The separated her from the rest of the group and had a one-on-one talk with her. Since I was laying in my bed, I couldn’t hear what exactly they were saying. BUT, as they escorted her downstairs I clearly heard the security guy TELL the girl that it was my room that complained about the noise as he slipped an “I’m sorry for the disturbance” slip under my door. That’s when I got really, really angry. I felt exposed and unsafe by him revealing my room number to the obviously unstable girl. I called the front desk again to tell them that, and they said they would check into it. Never heard back. About another 30 minutes later, the girl returns from downstairs wailing for at least 15 minutes with the other girls trying to tell her to shut-up. Doors were opened and shut until at least 5 a.m. until they got their act together. I can understand loudness, as I am also a pretty loud person (understatement), but this was just plain inconsiderate and rude. Also, dangerous. I’m sure if I had popped my head out at any given point I would have put my safety in jeopardy. And that just isn’t the way you should feel while staying in a nice hotel. Hopefully the girls will check out today and the saga will be finished. Fingers crossed!!
In just a few minutes I’m going to head down to the work-out room for a bit then catch a good swim in the indoor pool. I’ve been looking forward to it since arriving here! After that, I will do a little exploring on my own and grab a bite to eat. Tonight is the conference orientation followed by dinner with coworkers at Sabatino’s in Little Italy. Woohoo!!!!