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		<title>Pilgrimage to Pekin House</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 07:17:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I lived in Chicago in my early 20s. My roommate used to order take-out from Pekin House, and eventually I got in on it. I cannot describe how good these egg rolls are. They must be wrapped in heaven and &#8230; <a href="http://hummingcrow.com/2007/11/22/pilgrimage-to-pekin-house/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I lived in Chicago in my early 20s. My roommate used to order take-out from <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;geocode=&amp;q=Pekin+House,+Chicago&amp;sll=41.909687,-87.627833&amp;sspn=0.010587,0.018668&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;latlng=41997793,-87687726,11200180000889942897&amp;ei=Xj-ARs35GKOIjQPzhqzZCA&amp;cd=1&amp;dtab=5#">Pekin House</a>, and eventually I got in on it.  I cannot describe how good these egg rolls are. They must be wrapped in heaven and fried in peanut oil. We ended up ordering from this place once a week, and we&#8217;d get enough food for an extra meal or two. We tried almost everything on the menu, but always, always ordered the egg rolls.</p>
<p>The funny thing is, I never had any idea where the place was. The phone number was on the fridge. The menu was in a drawer. They showed up at the door. With great food. This is something I never questioned, never thought about. It just was, and boy, was it good.</p>
<p>When I moved back to Phoenix, I missed this food so much I could barely believe it. After fifteen years, <em><strong>I still dream about those egg rolls</strong></em>. I could remember <em><strong>exactly</strong></em> how they tasted. The only other foods I dream about, with the exception of a certain Mexican food restaurant here in Phoenix, are foods my mom, dad, or grandma made when I was a kid. So it&#8217;s a big deal that I dream of Pekin House egg rolls.</p>
<p>So when I went to Chicago for BlogHer this past summer, I had to see if I could find the place. I found an address on the web, and figured out how to get there. It would be a 45 minute journey by El-train and bus from my hotel room. I talked up these egg rolls all day long to everyone I met, but at the end of the day, nobody wanted to be adventurous and go with me.</p>
<p>There was <em><strong>no way</strong></em> I was going to give up on these egg rolls, so I went all by myself, even though my very favorite thing is sharing good food with friends.</p>
<p>So I brought you with me. It was better with you there. We had an adventure together on the streets of Chicago. I&#8217;m sorry I forgot to tell you that you came with me for this long. Thanks so much for coming along with me. It really meant a lot for me to share this with you.</p>
<p>I got truly crappy audio in the restaurant, because I was a little embarrassed sitting there telling my camera about dinner, so I did it quietly. I got even worse audio on the El, because it&#8217;s just so loud. So I subtitled myself. If you have trouble reading the wee little version, consider downloading the mid-size.</p>
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The funny thing is, I never had any idea where the place was. The phone number was on the fridge. The menu was in a drawer. They showed up at the door. With great food. This is something I never questioned, never thought about. It just was, and boy, was it good.
When I moved back to Phoenix, I missed this food so much I could barely believe it. After fifteen years, I still dream about those egg rolls. I could remember exactly how they tasted. The only other foods I dream about, with the exception of a certain Mexican food restaurant here in Phoenix, are foods my mom, dad, or grandma made when I was a kid. So it&#8217;s a big deal that I dream of Pekin House egg rolls.
So when I went to Chicago for BlogHer this past summer, I had to see if I could find the place. I found an address on the web, and figured out how to get there. It would be a 45 minute journey by El-train and bus from my hotel room. I talked up these egg rolls all day long to everyone I met, but at the end of the day, nobody wanted to be adventurous and go with me.
There was no way I was going to give up on these egg rolls, so I went all by myself, even though my very favorite thing is sharing good food with friends.
So I brought you with me. It was better with you there. We had an adventure together on the streets of Chicago. I&#8217;m sorry I forgot to tell you that you came with me for this long. Thanks so much for coming along with me. It really meant a lot for me to share this with you.
I got truly crappy audio in the restaurant, because I was a little embarrassed sitting there telling my camera about dinner, so I did it quietly. I got even worse audio on the El, because it&#8217;s just so loud. So I subtitled myself. If you have trouble reading the wee little version, consider downloading the mid-size.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Grandma and Me</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 08:18:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>cherylcolan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is my kickoff post for Videoblogging Week 2007. I&#8217;m posting a video I made two years ago, before I started vlogging. If Videoblogging Week had started any other day, I probably would have made something new. But on April &#8230; <a href="http://hummingcrow.com/2007/04/01/grandma-and-me/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is my kickoff post for Videoblogging Week 2007. I&#8217;m posting a video I made two years ago, before I started vlogging. If Videoblogging Week had started any other day, I probably would have made something new. But on April 1, there is only one video I want to post.</p>
<p>April 1, 1903 was my grandmothers&#8217; birthday. She used to call herself an April Fool. She lived to be 96 years old. After she died, it took me seven years to be able to tell this story. If you want to know what I&#8217;m made of, it&#8217;s all right here. If you listen, you&#8217;ll hear more than my words in my voice.</p>
<p>Happy Birthday, Grandma. I love you.</p>
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		<itunes:summary>This is my kickoff post for Videoblogging Week 2007. I&#8217;m posting a video I made two years ago, before I started vlogging. If Videoblogging Week had started any other day, I probably would have made something new. But on April 1, there is only one video I want to post.
April 1, 1903 was my grandmothers&#8217; birthday. She used to call herself an April Fool. She lived to be 96 years old. After she died, it took me seven years to be able to tell this story. If you want to know what I&#8217;m made of, it&#8217;s all right here. If you listen, you&#8217;ll hear more than my words in my voice.
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		<title>Five Things Vlog #2</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 19:43:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>cherylcolan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is a little moment from Thanksgiving Day. I spent it with my mother and husband, at the north-of-Tucson home of my cousin. My mom jokingly suggested we try something new with her hair, and I held her to it. &#8230; <a href="http://hummingcrow.com/2006/12/19/five-things-vlog-2/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a little moment from Thanksgiving Day. I spent it with my mother and husband, at the north-of-Tucson home of my cousin. My mom jokingly suggested we try something new with her hair, and I held her to it. It was beginning to fall a little by the time this video was shot. The weird perspective is because I was lounging in a hammock. That&#8217;s all the explanation you get for:</p>
<h3>Thing 2: I spiked my mom&#8217;s hair for Thanksgiving</h3>
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Thing 2: I spiked my mom&#8217;s hair for Thanksgiving</itunes:summary>
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