I love how me, Howard and Matt all hate this bar, well I don’t really hate it as much as they do. On the weekends before 5pm it’s basically baby town. Parents bring their kids while they have a refreshing beer. One time we even saw a kids party with 10 or so kids running/crawling around. Now the manager decided to put up a sign that said “No one under 21 after 5pm” thaaaaaaank goodness. But that still doesn’t make Howard and Matt like the place any better. For some reason this place gets REALLY LOUD AND WE KINDA HAVE TO YELL. Since this is the only hip looking bar in the area (Farrell’s at the corner is anti-hip) this place gets full quick. And now that they started serving food, hot damn, its harder to get seats.

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Meat and whiskey! Thats all you need to know about Char No.4. Oh and I guess their shrimp and grits are pretty good too oh and fried cheese curds. And that pretty much the reasons what brought me, Howard, Matt and Anh to Char No.4 or at least for me. I have heard many good things about their shrimp and grits but what I really wanted was MEAT. Howard showed interest when he found out they served fried cheese curds. He had some amazing ones in his Wisconsin trip.

So we went on a Thursday night and surprisingly we were all on time! Really rare that happens, eh I guess I’m always 30mins late to everything. We went in and got seated right away. The waiter quickly told us that they were out of the smoked half chicken and it was only 8:15pm. I took a lot longer than usual to finally decide what I wanted. But here’s what we all got.

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What do I know about Baltimore? The Wire? Even when Anthony Bourdain went to Baltimore for his “Rust Belt” show he did it around The Wire. It seems that The Wire is more famous than the city and from the one episode I saw of The Wire I should be really careful when I go. Baltimore has always been a city that I pass by on my way to somewhere else. Springfield, DC, Annapolis…and etc. Visiting Baltimore has never crossed my mind before until my ex-boss asked me to be her wedding photographer. I was honored when she asked me and then I got excited because I get to be out of town for a weekend. Okay I may have exaggerated a bit about only knowing Baltimore from The Wire, there’s also Ace of Cakes!

It’s so weird traveling by yourself. What do you do? I had spent a lot of time in the hotel room with the free HBO. Didn’t really do a lot of sightseeing nor did I venture out too far from the hotel. It helped that the hotel was RIGHT AT the Inner Harbor, tons of museums and shops for mostly tourists. I arrived at Baltimore around 8pm on a drizzling Friday night. After checking into the hotel, half of me just wanted to crash into bed while my other half wanted to go out. Damit it was only 8:45pm. I was invited by my ex-boss to go have drinks with them and their friends. I’m actually kind of shy and am always afraid of being quiet in front of people, especially people I don’t know. Took me 15mins to debate about it but finally decided to go. It was 9pm on a Friday night and I was in another city. I can’t be a frakkin’ loner. I went out and got a cab.
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I believe Howard and I are the last to visit the Milk Bar. Seems like every food blog has blogged about how awesome this place is. To be honest I was just too damn lazy to go. Well we finally made it. After watching The Hurt Locker at the Sunshine theater Howard and I were looking for something else to do. I wanted to snack on something and suggested the Milk Bar.
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I totally forgot about my first trip to The Ice House and the photos I took! Thanks to Howard and his post, I remember now. Yes I was quite disappointed with the onion rings when Howard, Steph and I went because as you can see from my photo and compare to his photo the rings look nothing alike.
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AKA “The Day I Ate Too Much”

Two weekends ago Donny and I met up at Red Hook with our friend Steph. What followed is a pretty good example of what happens to me when I let my food obsessions get the better of me — and by the end of the day I was in an uncomfortable food coma. If you judge me, dear reader, do not judge me too harshly, for I have paid a heavy price for my gluttony.

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