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thisisnotacheesesteak: Submitted by SerenaFound at EAT ‘N PARK in Pittsburgh, PA This is from a chain of regional restaurants in the Pittsburgh area called EAT N’ PARK. Never mind that it should be park and THEN eat, but the place is basically a Friendly’s style family restaurant where everything has a smiley face on it. This was on their menu. It looked pretty gross. The bread looks like cardboard.— Serena I enjoy your statement about the logistics of eating then parking, haha. Yep, that looks pretty awful. That looks like some rare roast beef that isn’t grilled and chopped properly. Also, I’m beginning to wonder, is it so hard for people to just chop onions? C’mon, now. And finally, that cheese should be white American, Provolone or Whiz, not Kraft singles. Granted Pittsburgh is in the same state, but they’re worlds away. PS. Can anyone tell me why it must be SO HARD to just call it a cheesesteak? It’s not a “steak and cheese” dammit. You call hamburgers with cheese, cheeseburgers; why must this be any different? Via This is Not a Cheesesteak Zoom

thisisnotacheesesteak:

Submitted by Serena
Found at EAT ‘N PARK in Pittsburgh, PA

This is from a chain of regional restaurants in the Pittsburgh area called EAT N’ PARK. Never mind that it should be park and THEN eat, but the place is basically a Friendly’s style family restaurant where everything has a smiley face on it. This was on their menu. It looked pretty gross. The bread looks like cardboard.
— Serena

I enjoy your statement about the logistics of eating then parking, haha. Yep, that looks pretty awful. That looks like some rare roast beef that isn’t grilled and chopped properly. Also, I’m beginning to wonder, is it so hard for people to just chop onions? C’mon, now. And finally, that cheese should be white American, Provolone or Whiz, not Kraft singles.

Granted Pittsburgh is in the same state, but they’re worlds away.

PS. Can anyone tell me why it must be SO HARD to just call it a cheesesteak? It’s not a “steak and cheese” dammit. You call hamburgers with cheese, cheeseburgers; why must this be any different?


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    So much for not doing a Photo of the Day! I was talked back into it, rather quickly, by some friends, fans, and family. I am not making myself mad by posting each photo before I go to bed at night though. Some POTDs are getting uploaded three or four a day, when I have the time to tend to them. Posting photos is one step, but adding tags, creating links, etc - it can become time consuming.     Let’s face it though - I would have missed it!     This photo is from another wonderful evening at Campbell’s Field in Camden, NJ. The 2010 team trading cards are out as well, and guess who took those photos? Yes, yours truly. It’s very exciting! Zoom

    So much for not doing a Photo of the Day! I was talked back into it, rather quickly, by some friends, fans, and family. I am not making myself mad by posting each photo before I go to bed at night though. Some POTDs are getting uploaded three or four a day, when I have the time to tend to them. Posting photos is one step, but adding tags, creating links, etc - it can become time consuming.

    Let’s face it though - I would have missed it!

    This photo is from another wonderful evening at Campbell’s Field in Camden, NJ. The 2010 team trading cards are out as well, and guess who took those photos? Yes, yours truly. It’s very exciting!


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Behind in the Count

I have fallen behind in my “One a Day” photo quest for 2010, and I do not think I will be making any attempt to catch up. My camera has been acting a bit strangely, and I lost my trusty, yet extraordinarily sharp point and shoot (a Panasonic Lumix) in an unfortunate sidewalk accident this spring. Sometimes I use my boyfriend’s Canon Powershot, or my cell phone, but neither of these allow me to capture a photo that is good enough to post online. Yes, once in a while, I get lucky with the Powershot, but for the most part, it’s photos all come out foggy and unclear.

Also, I have been searching for full time work since last November, and am close to landing a decent position. It’s out of my field, and almost half of what my last salary was, but I think the job is a good one, and the company is somewhere that I can grow and shine. So as you may imagine, I am busy with studying interview scenarios, reading the company’s history and policies, and of course, shopping for new clothes to wear to my multiple interviews!

For the rest of the year, I will post photos from my archives, and photos as I take them, when I am inspired. The daily photo was becoming too much of a chore, and I never want photography to be something that I consider a burden. I want to always enjoy making photographs and seeing things through a lens.


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In addition to the scrap yard, we were given access to an abandoned rug factory in NE Philly. It was raining so hard that day, that much of the building was flooded. Small lakes and waterfalls formed throughout the structure and made some areas too difficult (for me) to investigate. Also, the mold was definitely present, as my nose and throat twitched and itched in it’s presence. There were more rottweilers, behind walls or in cages, and I felt like they could escape at any second and attack.  But I’m glad we went, and I’m glad that we got to learn a little history about the building (the factory closed it’s doors in 1978). It made me wonder about the people who had worked there, had kept their things in the lockers we saw, had punched in on the time clock… where are they now? Zoom

In addition to the scrap yard, we were given access to an abandoned rug factory in NE Philly. It was raining so hard that day, that much of the building was flooded. Small lakes and waterfalls formed throughout the structure and made some areas too difficult (for me) to investigate. Also, the mold was definitely present, as my nose and throat twitched and itched in it’s presence. There were more rottweilers, behind walls or in cages, and I felt like they could escape at any second and attack. 

But I’m glad we went, and I’m glad that we got to learn a little history about the building (the factory closed it’s doors in 1978). It made me wonder about the people who had worked there, had kept their things in the lockers we saw, had punched in on the time clock… where are they now?


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There is a scrap yard in North Philadelphia that was a former slaughterhouse. It is actually where they filmed the “meat plant” scenes for “Rocky”. I was part of a group that was given inside access, despite the heavy rain and mud this weekend. The scariest part was not the stories of men allegedly falling into the meat grinder, or the rickety stairs we climbed, or the bits of sharp metal sticking out everywhere, but the trained attack dogs that were released before we had cleared the gate. A group of us stopped dead in our tracks as two rottweilers stopped dead in their tracks too. A stand off was happening and no one knew what to do! One dog took a few steps forward, just as a worker came out of nowhere and called to them. He held them down as they wriggled in his arms, and we walked past, briskly and nervously. Whew! I love dogs, and I grew up with a rotty, but I know better than to mess with a dog that is protecting it’s territory. Zoom

There is a scrap yard in North Philadelphia that was a former slaughterhouse. It is actually where they filmed the “meat plant” scenes for “Rocky”. I was part of a group that was given inside access, despite the heavy rain and mud this weekend. The scariest part was not the stories of men allegedly falling into the meat grinder, or the rickety stairs we climbed, or the bits of sharp metal sticking out everywhere, but the trained attack dogs that were released before we had cleared the gate. A group of us stopped dead in our tracks as two rottweilers stopped dead in their tracks too. A stand off was happening and no one knew what to do! One dog took a few steps forward, just as a worker came out of nowhere and called to them. He held them down as they wriggled in his arms, and we walked past, briskly and nervously. Whew! I love dogs, and I grew up with a rotty, but I know better than to mess with a dog that is protecting it’s territory.


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My friends and I went to Cooper River Park for WMGK’s Let Freedom Rock concert and fireworks. This man captured my attention, as he peered towards the stage and listened intently to the announcements regarding the honoring of our troops overseas. Zoom

My friends and I went to Cooper River Park for WMGK’s Let Freedom Rock concert and fireworks. This man captured my attention, as he peered towards the stage and listened intently to the announcements regarding the honoring of our troops overseas.


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I hope that everyone has an amazingly fun Independence Day weekend! There is so much to do in the Philadelphia area for the holiday (not even including the events at the Jersey shore); I don’t even know where to start! Zoom

I hope that everyone has an amazingly fun Independence Day weekend! There is so much to do in the Philadelphia area for the holiday (not even including the events at the Jersey shore); I don’t even know where to start!


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I took a walking tour of Harrisville, a long ago abandoned company town in the Pine Barrens of NJ. This shot is what remains of the once prosperous paper mill. In the woods, there is also evidence of the owner’s mansion, a depression where the town’s main street ran, and the ruins of the grist mill. For more photos, click here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/harpo42/sets/72157624255268001/with/4743539833/ For historical information, please click here: www.pinelandsalliance.org Zoom

I took a walking tour of Harrisville, a long ago abandoned company town in the Pine Barrens of NJ. This shot is what remains of the once prosperous paper mill. In the woods, there is also evidence of the owner’s mansion, a depression where the town’s main street ran, and the ruins of the grist mill.

For more photos, click here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/harpo42/sets/72157624255268001/with/4743539833/

For historical information, please click here: www.pinelandsalliance.org


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Philadelphia and Southern New Jersey saw some heavy, nasty, severe weather yesterday. Luckily, I was indoors when it began to approach, and I also happened to have a nice view of the sky. My friend’s cat climbed into her window and I knew I had a wonderful photo opportunity. Zoom

Philadelphia and Southern New Jersey saw some heavy, nasty, severe weather yesterday. Luckily, I was indoors when it began to approach, and I also happened to have a nice view of the sky. My friend’s cat climbed into her window and I knew I had a wonderful photo opportunity.


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It’s officially the first full day of summer, and that means that it’s time for me to do a quarterly “dump” of my hard drive.  I transfer all of my photos to an external hard drive, and then pray that nothing ever happens to that hard drive.  The helpful woman at the computer store suggested that I back up my back up with yet another external hard drive.  But where does it end? How many back ups do you really need? Should I also keep everything on disc, in some sort of library? Maybe have a big shoebox full of thumb drives?  I’m not sure of the best way to back up my photos, but for now, I’ll stick with what I am doing.  I’m sure the woman at the computer store would be cringing and wrinkling her nose at me, but for someone who already has way too much “stuff”, having duplicate stuff seems like overkill. Zoom

It’s officially the first full day of summer, and that means that it’s time for me to do a quarterly “dump” of my hard drive.  I transfer all of my photos to an external hard drive, and then pray that nothing ever happens to that hard drive.  The helpful woman at the computer store suggested that I back up my back up with yet another external hard drive.  But where does it end? How many back ups do you really need? Should I also keep everything on disc, in some sort of library? Maybe have a big shoebox full of thumb drives?  I’m not sure of the best way to back up my photos, but for now, I’ll stick with what I am doing.  I’m sure the woman at the computer store would be cringing and wrinkling her nose at me, but for someone who already has way too much “stuff”, having duplicate stuff seems like overkill.


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