AlchemyToday

Parking in Baltimore is always a matter of playing the odds.  Thursday night I parked on the red dot and got broken into; however, I rarely see shattered glass on that road so I considered it quite safe.  On the walk back home, I noticed an open spot on the much safer blue dot and briefly considered moving my car.  If you park on the bridges (green dots) you probably run a 2-5% chance of a break-in.  Spots are always available there at night (and you don’t need a permit), but no one ever parks there.  On any given day there are probably five telltale piles of tempered glass at the curb.

This is all within about a football field of my house.  Baltimore’s weird like that.  There are fewer break-ins here than in Fell’s Point, so really I was improving my odds in moving here.  Insurance premiums do not scale with auto theft rates at all, because the Baltimore PD will never write a report without serious property loss or an accident dispute.  I estimate that I’ve saved roughly enough in insurance premium reductions due to underreported crime & accidents (there is literally an accident every two weeks a block from my house) to cover my busted window.

Minding my own business rushing off to fill up on milk at the Waverly Market and ran into this.

Things left behind:

• Old GPS receiver stashed under seat
• U2 War, Joshua Tree cassettes, Replacement’s Let it Be
• Big book of CDs
• A couple bucks in change
• Tennis rackets
• Check book (wups)

Things stolen

• ?

Seriously, if you’re going to make me pay a couple hundred bucks at least have the decency to get something out of it yourself.  Anyway, catharsis:

This will be more expensive, and less entertaining than when a tree fell on my car:

Perhaps not pork shoulder, but some sort of cut emanating from the shoulder as per the packaging and still fit for braising.  Recipe draws inspiration from the Amateur Gourmet.