Yes, yes. I know, its kinda been a while. But hey! It's done! I ended up leaving the ending pretty much as it was (with the revisions I did make it sounds much better). But I did change the intro a TON! I completely threw away the old one, 'cuz it was rushed, it sucked, and I just plain hated it. Anyway, here's the revision! Enjoy!
Who Actually Tries to be an Ass?
Something Corporate: A band to lead in the “new frontier” of rock called Piano Rock. This band, while it got off to a rough start, led to the creation of a plethora of new styles of song writing and song composure. However, I don’t really care about how they were this or were that. All I care about is they put on fantastic concerts and each is a story just waiting to be told.
Now, if you have been to a concert before you would know that at each concert a different audience goes. And in each crowd there is a specific group of individuals who are more annoying than the rest. But regardless of which concert you go to, and therefore which audience goes, the teenage girls are the most annoying. They have this massive fascination with the lead singer of every band. They scream and swarm, trying to grab whatever they can of him. This singer in particular is Andrew McMahon.
Now, I have never met him but if I were to make any assumptions (based on the music he writes) I would say that he is a stuck-up jerk who sings about how he just wants to hook-up with girls and doesn’t care how they feel about it. More or less he seems like a pretty disrespectful guy. But in between songs it seemed like his whole personality changed. He went from a completely disrespectful guy to someone who I actually wanted to meet. And by the end of the concert I was determined to find out who he really was, and after I did that I was either going to punch him in the gut or fist bump with him. Naturally my friends wanted to get some autographs so we headed backstage before the concert ended (who would try to get backstage after the concert ended! You would have to go through a ton of insane teenage girls!). We snuck behind the rope as the show was ending and went towards the back half of the stage. The first person we spotted was Josh Partington, the lead guitarist. Thinking that this would be the best of our luck my friends raced down the halls trying to catch him. I however, was “simply,” going to find the lead singer, the lead piano player, the one and only Andrew McMahon.
I’m not sure how long I spent trying to find him, but it couldn’t have been any more than a minute. My hearing was slowly improving since I wasn’t standing next to a girl who hopefully lost her voice (she was louder than you can possibly imagine). I thought I heard footsteps. Then I thought I saw a figure. However, the further back I went into the halls the worse the lighting got. My imagination was running wild, was it McMahon? What would I do when I found him – If I found him? Would I end up punching him in the gut or would I cast away my masculinity and ask him for an autograph without further thought like any of the teenage girls in the crowd? I took four more steps. As I approached the figured transformed into a six foot four white man with tattoos on his tattoos. Back stage security. He sprinted at me and slammed me into the wall directly behind me. I heard something crack.
My mind was racing. Shit, was that a rib?
Next thing I knew my feet were off the ground, and I was shaking violently. My mind couldn’t race any longer. I couldn’t concentrate on thinking. The next thing I remember was forcing myself to stand after being dropped. It was a surprisingly nice feeling. I was standing again! Although I was unsure why. Then I witnessed a sight that I never thought would happen. The giant guard was apologizing to me, and then he walked away like nothing happened.
“Hey, you alright?” an oddly familiar voice asked
I responded slowly, “Yeah, I think so.”
“So, why were you back stage anyway?” We made eye contact.
“To be honest, I don’t know anymore. I think I was looking for Andrew McMahon.” My head was throbbing.
“Why?” Although he answered quickly, it seemed genuinely curious.
“I wanted to meet him. In the songs he writes he more or less sounds like an ass. I wanted to see if he was really like that or if that was just how he portrayed himself.” Something in my head clicked. “Wait, aren’t you Andrew McMahon!?”
He nodded. “So which do you think?”
“Can I ask you some questions before I make up my mind?”
“Just don’t make it like an interview, they are no fun.”
“Umm, how do you get your ideas for songs?” If he was the person he sounded like while singing his answer would be noticeable.
“Mostly past experiences, or something I wish I did. I usually don’t try to think to hard for inspiration because then reporters will start tearing apart your life.”
“Simply enough.” He wasn’t making this up. “What was your biggest influence in your life? Did it influence your song writing?” I could see him thinking, he was trying to answer this question to the best of his ability. “Wait; don’t answer if you don’t want to. I do sound like a reporter right now.”
He laughed, “Don’t worry about it, I’d be glad to clear up any doubts my fans have of me… or potential fans at least. The answer to your question wasn’t very hard for me to think about, it was just how to word it. I was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia before one of my concerts a while back, and I had to cancel almost half of Jack’s Mannequin Tour (the other band Andrew McMahon is in).”
“Wow, that sucks!” For some reason his leukemia diagnosis slipped my mind. “How are you now?”
“Well, I’m fine but if I sing too hard or play for excessive periods of time I have to be monitored again because I might have a relapse.” As he was talking I saw my friends in the distance.
I motioned at my friends, “My friends look like they are ready to leave, and I think I should get going. Thanks for talking to me. You’re pretty chill.”
“No problem! I’m glad I got to clear up your questions, I don’t try to look like an ass.”
“No one ever does.” The conversation dissipated as I walked towards my friends. They were all talking about how awesome Josh Partington was, but they didn’t know I got to meet Andrew McMahon. During the car ride home I was unusually quite because I was thinking one thing, I can’t believe I thought he was a jerk.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Revision of The Sinatra Essay
The Frank Sinatra Essay I wrote was one of the first essays I wrote (in this class). And as I'm rereading it only one thought is going through my head: "God, this essay sucks!" Why does it suck? Honestly, I don't know yet. I have reread it only once so far and still haven't really thought of things I need to edit, but I do know that I need to edit.
For starters my intro is a piece of crap. After reading it just now, I probably wrote it first and didn't go back to it at the end of my essay. So I will probably throw away that intro and write three new ones. The next thing I notice is that I don't describe anything. Well, I describe a few parts, but still. I need to add more descriptive words, maybe some statistics or something like that. And finally, my conclusion S. U. C. K. S. Sucks. Well, everything besides the last two sentences. The last few paragraphs were extremely rushed. I am going to assume that I was writing very calmly before like the last four paragraphs, and all of a sudden I felt rushed so I just threw all my ideas down onto the paper. It could have happened differently but that is how I imagine it.
But here's the raw essay, unedited and untouched since I wrote it. Revisions will come later.
Tyler Gumina
College Composition
Hordes of people all jumping, it was the common dance. Words were spoken, only one voice was heard. Something Corporate was on the stage. Those people were the vicious fans of this fantastic band. Even with this one similarity (the love of one band), these people were anything but similar. The three biggest groups within this mass of people were the druggies, the bros and the teenage girls. Each group was there for their own reasons, with their own group of friends. I however was in one of the minority groups: just a few friends (both genders) going to a Something Corporate concert.
If you have been to a concert you would know that in each crowd there is a specific group who is more annoying than the rest. Some think that the loudest and most annoying are always apart of the biggest group. You would be surprised there, since there are quite a few druggies at each concert, yet they usually keep to themselves and just listen to the music. Next you would think to hormones and all those bros who are out at the concert to “hook up.” You would indeed find a large group who make rude remarks every once and again, but it is not the main source of annoyance. Yes, the teenage girls are the most annoying. They have this massive fascination with the lead singer of every band. They scream and swarm, trying to grab whatever they can of him. This singer in particular is Andrew McMahon.
Now, I have never met him but if I were to make any assumptions (based on the music he writes) I would say that he is a stuck-up jerk who sings about how he just wants to hook-up with girls and doesn’t care how they feel about it. More or less he seems like a pretty disrespectful guy. But in between songs it seemed like his whole personality changed. He went from a completely disrespectful guy to someone who I actually wanted to meet. And by the end of the concert I was determined to find out who he really was, and after I did that I was either going to punch him in the gut or fist bump with him. Naturally my friends wanted to get some autographs so we headed backstage before the concert ended (who would try to get backstage after the concert ended! You would have to go through a ton of insane teenage girls!). We snuck behind the rope as the show was ending and went towards their rooms. The first person we spotted was Josh Partington, the lead guitarist. Thinking that this would be the best of our luck my friends raced down the halls trying to catch him. I was going to “simply,” find the lead singer, the lead piano player, the one and only Andrew McMahon.
I’m not sure how long I spent trying to find him, but it couldn’t have been any more than a minute. My hearing was slowly improving since I wasn’t standing next to a girl who hopefully lost her voice (she was louder than you can possibly imagine). I thought I heard footsteps. Then I thought I saw a figure. However, the further back I went into the halls the worse the lighting got. My imagination was running wild, was it McMahon? What would I do when I found him – If I found him? Would I end up punching him in the gut or would I cast away my masculinity and ask him for an autograph without further thought like any of the teenage girls in the crowd? I took four more steps. As I approached the figured transformed into a six foot four white man with tattoos on his tattoos. Back stage security. He sprinted at me and slammed me into the wall directly behind me. I heard something crack.
My mind was racing. Shit, was that a rib?
Next thing I knew my feet were off the ground, and I was shaking violently. My mind couldn’t race any longer. I couldn’t concentrate on thinking. The next thing I remember was forcing myself to stand after being dropped. It was a surprisingly nice feeling. I was standing again! Although I was unsure why. Then I witnessed a sight that I never thought would happen. The giant guard was apologizing to me, and then he walked away like nothing happened.
“Hey, you alright?” an oddly familiar voice asked
I responded slowly, “Yeah, I think so.”
“So, why were you back stage anyway?” We made eye contact.
“To be honest, I don’t know anymore. I think I was looking for Andrew McMahon.” My head was throbbing.
“Why?” Although he answered quickly, it seemed genuinely curious.
“I wanted to meet him. In the songs he writes he more or less sounds like an ass. I wanted to see if he was really like that or if that was just how he portrayed himself.” Something in my head clicked. “Wait, aren’t you Andrew McMahon!?”
He nodded. “So which do you think?”
“Can I ask you some questions before I make up my mind?”
“Just don’t make it like an interview, they are no fun.”
“Umm, how do you get your ideas for songs?” If he was the person he sounded like while singing his answer would be noticeable.
“Mostly past experiences, or something I wish I did. I usually don’t try to think to hard for inspiration because then reporters will start tearing apart your life.”
“Simply enough.” He wasn’t making this up. “What was your biggest influence in your life? Did it influence your song writing?” I could see him thinking, he was trying to answer this question to the best of his ability. “Wait; don’t answer if you don’t want to. I do sound like a reporter right now.”
He laughed, “Don’t worry about it, I’d be glad to clear up any doubts my fans have of me… or potential fans at least. The answer to your question wasn’t very hard for me to think about, it was just how to word it. I was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia before one of my concerts a while back, and I had to cancel almost half of Jack’s Mannequin Tour (the other band Andrew McMahon is in).”
“Wow, that sucks!” For some reason his leukemia diagnosis slipped my mind. “How are you now?”
“Well, I’m fine but if I sing too hard or play for excessive periods of time I have to be monitored again because I might have a relapse.” As he was talking I saw my friends in the distance.
I motioned at my friends, “My friends look like they are ready to leave, and I think I should get going. Thanks for talking to me. You’re pretty chill.”
“No problem! I’m glad I got to clear up your questions, I don’t try to look like an ass.”
“No one ever does.” The conversation dissipated as I walked towards my friends. They were all talking about how awesome Josh Partington was, but they didn’t know I got to meet Andrew McMahon. During the car ride home I was unusually quite because I was thinking one thing, I can’t believe I thought he was a jerk.
For starters my intro is a piece of crap. After reading it just now, I probably wrote it first and didn't go back to it at the end of my essay. So I will probably throw away that intro and write three new ones. The next thing I notice is that I don't describe anything. Well, I describe a few parts, but still. I need to add more descriptive words, maybe some statistics or something like that. And finally, my conclusion S. U. C. K. S. Sucks. Well, everything besides the last two sentences. The last few paragraphs were extremely rushed. I am going to assume that I was writing very calmly before like the last four paragraphs, and all of a sudden I felt rushed so I just threw all my ideas down onto the paper. It could have happened differently but that is how I imagine it.
But here's the raw essay, unedited and untouched since I wrote it. Revisions will come later.
Tyler Gumina
College Composition
Hordes of people all jumping, it was the common dance. Words were spoken, only one voice was heard. Something Corporate was on the stage. Those people were the vicious fans of this fantastic band. Even with this one similarity (the love of one band), these people were anything but similar. The three biggest groups within this mass of people were the druggies, the bros and the teenage girls. Each group was there for their own reasons, with their own group of friends. I however was in one of the minority groups: just a few friends (both genders) going to a Something Corporate concert.
If you have been to a concert you would know that in each crowd there is a specific group who is more annoying than the rest. Some think that the loudest and most annoying are always apart of the biggest group. You would be surprised there, since there are quite a few druggies at each concert, yet they usually keep to themselves and just listen to the music. Next you would think to hormones and all those bros who are out at the concert to “hook up.” You would indeed find a large group who make rude remarks every once and again, but it is not the main source of annoyance. Yes, the teenage girls are the most annoying. They have this massive fascination with the lead singer of every band. They scream and swarm, trying to grab whatever they can of him. This singer in particular is Andrew McMahon.
Now, I have never met him but if I were to make any assumptions (based on the music he writes) I would say that he is a stuck-up jerk who sings about how he just wants to hook-up with girls and doesn’t care how they feel about it. More or less he seems like a pretty disrespectful guy. But in between songs it seemed like his whole personality changed. He went from a completely disrespectful guy to someone who I actually wanted to meet. And by the end of the concert I was determined to find out who he really was, and after I did that I was either going to punch him in the gut or fist bump with him. Naturally my friends wanted to get some autographs so we headed backstage before the concert ended (who would try to get backstage after the concert ended! You would have to go through a ton of insane teenage girls!). We snuck behind the rope as the show was ending and went towards their rooms. The first person we spotted was Josh Partington, the lead guitarist. Thinking that this would be the best of our luck my friends raced down the halls trying to catch him. I was going to “simply,” find the lead singer, the lead piano player, the one and only Andrew McMahon.
I’m not sure how long I spent trying to find him, but it couldn’t have been any more than a minute. My hearing was slowly improving since I wasn’t standing next to a girl who hopefully lost her voice (she was louder than you can possibly imagine). I thought I heard footsteps. Then I thought I saw a figure. However, the further back I went into the halls the worse the lighting got. My imagination was running wild, was it McMahon? What would I do when I found him – If I found him? Would I end up punching him in the gut or would I cast away my masculinity and ask him for an autograph without further thought like any of the teenage girls in the crowd? I took four more steps. As I approached the figured transformed into a six foot four white man with tattoos on his tattoos. Back stage security. He sprinted at me and slammed me into the wall directly behind me. I heard something crack.
My mind was racing. Shit, was that a rib?
Next thing I knew my feet were off the ground, and I was shaking violently. My mind couldn’t race any longer. I couldn’t concentrate on thinking. The next thing I remember was forcing myself to stand after being dropped. It was a surprisingly nice feeling. I was standing again! Although I was unsure why. Then I witnessed a sight that I never thought would happen. The giant guard was apologizing to me, and then he walked away like nothing happened.
“Hey, you alright?” an oddly familiar voice asked
I responded slowly, “Yeah, I think so.”
“So, why were you back stage anyway?” We made eye contact.
“To be honest, I don’t know anymore. I think I was looking for Andrew McMahon.” My head was throbbing.
“Why?” Although he answered quickly, it seemed genuinely curious.
“I wanted to meet him. In the songs he writes he more or less sounds like an ass. I wanted to see if he was really like that or if that was just how he portrayed himself.” Something in my head clicked. “Wait, aren’t you Andrew McMahon!?”
He nodded. “So which do you think?”
“Can I ask you some questions before I make up my mind?”
“Just don’t make it like an interview, they are no fun.”
“Umm, how do you get your ideas for songs?” If he was the person he sounded like while singing his answer would be noticeable.
“Mostly past experiences, or something I wish I did. I usually don’t try to think to hard for inspiration because then reporters will start tearing apart your life.”
“Simply enough.” He wasn’t making this up. “What was your biggest influence in your life? Did it influence your song writing?” I could see him thinking, he was trying to answer this question to the best of his ability. “Wait; don’t answer if you don’t want to. I do sound like a reporter right now.”
He laughed, “Don’t worry about it, I’d be glad to clear up any doubts my fans have of me… or potential fans at least. The answer to your question wasn’t very hard for me to think about, it was just how to word it. I was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia before one of my concerts a while back, and I had to cancel almost half of Jack’s Mannequin Tour (the other band Andrew McMahon is in).”
“Wow, that sucks!” For some reason his leukemia diagnosis slipped my mind. “How are you now?”
“Well, I’m fine but if I sing too hard or play for excessive periods of time I have to be monitored again because I might have a relapse.” As he was talking I saw my friends in the distance.
I motioned at my friends, “My friends look like they are ready to leave, and I think I should get going. Thanks for talking to me. You’re pretty chill.”
“No problem! I’m glad I got to clear up your questions, I don’t try to look like an ass.”
“No one ever does.” The conversation dissipated as I walked towards my friends. They were all talking about how awesome Josh Partington was, but they didn’t know I got to meet Andrew McMahon. During the car ride home I was unusually quite because I was thinking one thing, I can’t believe I thought he was a jerk.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
How to Make a Sandwich -- "How To" Paper Reflection
As soon as we got the paper and understood the task, we (Kate and I) started brainstorming different ideas. I don't think we really had an initial response besides lets just get this done. Well, I know that I didn't. But anyway, back to brainstorming. We had many different ideas, but the majority of them weren't very good. They were either too complicated, too general, or just plain stupid. And the topic of "How to Make a Sandwich" seemed pretty simple, yet a little different so that's what we picked.
While we were writing this paper I was thinking about different sandwiches that I like to eat. 'Cuz honestly, how many people want to make a sandwich that they wouldn't want to eat? That's right, none of you kids out there would want to make some sandwich that you wouldn't want to eat. Anyway, when you think about the paper that way there really aren't too many ways to make a sandwich.
We really didn't have too many obstacles, because Wikipedia knew quite a bit about sandwiches (really, just check out the page here!), except when it came to attendance. Both Kate and Myself were absent once (on different days) so it really became 2 individual pieces of work just thrown together. Which honestly was pretty awful. The final product was the paper not flowing all that well.
With that being said, I would most definitely want to make revisions to this paper. For starters, I would like to say that we have 11 topics when we really only needed three. That would have not only made the paper brief, but it would also improve the flow. Also, we really should have added images to make the paper more "viewer friendly."
Kate Denhoff and Tyler Gumina
College Composition
How to Make a Sandwich
Sandwich. A snack formed of various ingredients between two slices of bread; Any combination formed by layering material of one type between two layers of material of another type; To place one item between two other, usually flat, items; Of a meal or serving size that is smaller than a dinner. There are much kind of sandwiches and many ways to make them…
Panini’s
This sandwich is of Italian origin. It is typically grilled and made on a ciabatta or a rosetta style bread. There are Panini makers to assist with the making of this delicious sandwich. Usually consists of a type of Italian meat (salami, spicy ham) and a cheese.
Subs
Also known has a submarine sandwich, is a sandwich that consists of an oblong roll. Subway, DiBellas, and Quizzznos are all submarine sandwich shoppe. Very filling and there are so many different kinds. From Buffalo wing to vegetarian, make your own and chicken bacon ranch.
PB&J
Peanut butter and jelly sandwich is a sandwich, popular in America that includes a layer of peanut butter and either jelly on bread, commonly between two slices. Different jellies can be used including strawberry, concord grape, raspberry or mixed berry. Peanut butter can also be in different styles, creamy, crunchy (peanuts within), and also my personal favorite roasted honey peanut putter. Alternatives for the jelly or peanut butter include fluff or nutella, although contradicting the title of the sandwich.
Diagonal, down the middle, Cross or the Plus
There are many ways of cutting the sandwich. Subs are typical cut vertically into halves or quarters. Panini’s usual cut with a slight diagonal. PB&J cut into four different ways including horizontally, vertically, into squares or triangles, this of course chosen by the consumer.
Grilled Cheese anyone?
A popular grilled sandwich in American culture. And type of bread and cheese can be used. Tomatoes, turkey, and or bacon are popular condiments added to this sandwich. This sandwich is popular among the younger generation. However, remain delicious throughout your lifetime.
White, Wheat, or Rye
Different breads are used during the construction of sandwiches. White also known as Italian is the most popular but not the healthiest on the market. Wheat a popular form of bread with the older generation typically on health kicks or just like the taste! Rye,
Would You Like That Toasted?
Toasted Bread gives a sandwich a different texture and taste and is loved by many.
Clubs and Triple Decker’s
A club sandwich has three pieces of bread instead of two, there is meat cheese etc then a slice of bread typically toasted and than meat and cheese etc again in between two toasted pieces of bread. This makes for a much bigger sandwich.
How to Make a Panini
1. Choose the type of Panini you would like (bread, meats, cheeses, and condiments)
2. Prepare your ingredients (cook the bacon, cook the chicken, slice/grate the cheese)
3. Slather the bottom of the bread with olive oil (or butter) and place on a grill or stove
4. Slather the top of the bread with olive oil (or butter) and apply pressure to the top with a Panini grill or press
5. Cook until the bread looks like how you eat your toast.
6. Consume or present to the consumer
How to Make a Submarine Sandwich
1. Choose the type of Sub you would like to make (bread, meats, cheeses, condiments)
2. Prepare your ingredients
3. Cut the bread “hot-dog” style and place the ingredients in this order (from bottom to top)
1. Lettuce, meats, cheeses, then your condiments
4. If you would like to have a toasted sub then add heat now
5. Consume or present to the consumer
How to Make a PB&J Sandwich
1) Choose the type of PB&J sandwich you would like to make (normal, double-decker, banana, triple-decker…)
2) Prepare your ingredients
3) Apply peanut butter to the bottom layer
While we were writing this paper I was thinking about different sandwiches that I like to eat. 'Cuz honestly, how many people want to make a sandwich that they wouldn't want to eat? That's right, none of you kids out there would want to make some sandwich that you wouldn't want to eat. Anyway, when you think about the paper that way there really aren't too many ways to make a sandwich.
We really didn't have too many obstacles, because Wikipedia knew quite a bit about sandwiches (really, just check out the page here!), except when it came to attendance. Both Kate and Myself were absent once (on different days) so it really became 2 individual pieces of work just thrown together. Which honestly was pretty awful. The final product was the paper not flowing all that well.
With that being said, I would most definitely want to make revisions to this paper. For starters, I would like to say that we have 11 topics when we really only needed three. That would have not only made the paper brief, but it would also improve the flow. Also, we really should have added images to make the paper more "viewer friendly."
Kate Denhoff and Tyler Gumina
College Composition
How to Make a Sandwich
Sandwich. A snack formed of various ingredients between two slices of bread; Any combination formed by layering material of one type between two layers of material of another type; To place one item between two other, usually flat, items; Of a meal or serving size that is smaller than a dinner. There are much kind of sandwiches and many ways to make them…
Panini’s
This sandwich is of Italian origin. It is typically grilled and made on a ciabatta or a rosetta style bread. There are Panini makers to assist with the making of this delicious sandwich. Usually consists of a type of Italian meat (salami, spicy ham) and a cheese.
Subs
Also known has a submarine sandwich, is a sandwich that consists of an oblong roll. Subway, DiBellas, and Quizzznos are all submarine sandwich shoppe. Very filling and there are so many different kinds. From Buffalo wing to vegetarian, make your own and chicken bacon ranch.
PB&J
Peanut butter and jelly sandwich is a sandwich, popular in America that includes a layer of peanut butter and either jelly on bread, commonly between two slices. Different jellies can be used including strawberry, concord grape, raspberry or mixed berry. Peanut butter can also be in different styles, creamy, crunchy (peanuts within), and also my personal favorite roasted honey peanut putter. Alternatives for the jelly or peanut butter include fluff or nutella, although contradicting the title of the sandwich.
Diagonal, down the middle, Cross or the Plus
There are many ways of cutting the sandwich. Subs are typical cut vertically into halves or quarters. Panini’s usual cut with a slight diagonal. PB&J cut into four different ways including horizontally, vertically, into squares or triangles, this of course chosen by the consumer.
Grilled Cheese anyone?
A popular grilled sandwich in American culture. And type of bread and cheese can be used. Tomatoes, turkey, and or bacon are popular condiments added to this sandwich. This sandwich is popular among the younger generation. However, remain delicious throughout your lifetime.
White, Wheat, or Rye
Different breads are used during the construction of sandwiches. White also known as Italian is the most popular but not the healthiest on the market. Wheat a popular form of bread with the older generation typically on health kicks or just like the taste! Rye,
Would You Like That Toasted?
Toasted Bread gives a sandwich a different texture and taste and is loved by many.
Clubs and Triple Decker’s
A club sandwich has three pieces of bread instead of two, there is meat cheese etc then a slice of bread typically toasted and than meat and cheese etc again in between two toasted pieces of bread. This makes for a much bigger sandwich.
How to Make a Panini
1. Choose the type of Panini you would like (bread, meats, cheeses, and condiments)
2. Prepare your ingredients (cook the bacon, cook the chicken, slice/grate the cheese)
3. Slather the bottom of the bread with olive oil (or butter) and place on a grill or stove
4. Slather the top of the bread with olive oil (or butter) and apply pressure to the top with a Panini grill or press
5. Cook until the bread looks like how you eat your toast.
6. Consume or present to the consumer
How to Make a Submarine Sandwich
1. Choose the type of Sub you would like to make (bread, meats, cheeses, condiments)
2. Prepare your ingredients
3. Cut the bread “hot-dog” style and place the ingredients in this order (from bottom to top)
1. Lettuce, meats, cheeses, then your condiments
4. If you would like to have a toasted sub then add heat now
5. Consume or present to the consumer
How to Make a PB&J Sandwich
1) Choose the type of PB&J sandwich you would like to make (normal, double-decker, banana, triple-decker…)
2) Prepare your ingredients
3) Apply peanut butter to the bottom layer
Friday, January 14, 2011
New Intros!!
It took me a while but I finally finished all of those new Intro's I promised. They are a little rushed, but solid nonetheless. Hopefully I'll get better with time! And thanks again for reading! :D
Proposed intro #1:
How often do you find yourself walking down the pastry isle in Wegman’s simply looking for the cheapest treat? How often do you wonder if you’re getting the best choice? Do you ever wonder if the most expensive food item is the best? Perhaps you have pondered if brand really influence the quality? Well, sorry for poking at your imagination, because we can only answer one question. And we can only answer it for cookies. But hopefully it will satisfy your imagination for now.
Proposed intro #2:
I just didn't know what to do! My stomach was rumbling and there was no way to stop it. I began pacing back and forward thinking about how to solve my dilemma but the rumbling was very distracting. Suddenly, I realized what I wanted! The world's most famous cookie was calling my name from the kitchen cupboard and I couldn't resist its call. The chocolate chip cookie is the best cookie in the world and everyone knows its name. This made me wonder, "Does a delicious chocolate chip cookie taste any different when made by different companies?"
Proposed intro #3:
The quotes:
“What is the meaning of life? All evidence to date suggests it's chocolate.” – anon
“A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.” – anon
Each quote truly captures the essence of its related treat. And what could possibly be the sum of these two delicious treats? Without a doubt it is the chocolate chip cookie, probably the single greatest invention. Within this essay we will discuss which brand of chocolate chip cookie is the greatest.
Proposed intro #1:
How often do you find yourself walking down the pastry isle in Wegman’s simply looking for the cheapest treat? How often do you wonder if you’re getting the best choice? Do you ever wonder if the most expensive food item is the best? Perhaps you have pondered if brand really influence the quality? Well, sorry for poking at your imagination, because we can only answer one question. And we can only answer it for cookies. But hopefully it will satisfy your imagination for now.
Proposed intro #2:
I just didn't know what to do! My stomach was rumbling and there was no way to stop it. I began pacing back and forward thinking about how to solve my dilemma but the rumbling was very distracting. Suddenly, I realized what I wanted! The world's most famous cookie was calling my name from the kitchen cupboard and I couldn't resist its call. The chocolate chip cookie is the best cookie in the world and everyone knows its name. This made me wonder, "Does a delicious chocolate chip cookie taste any different when made by different companies?"
Proposed intro #3:
The quotes:
“What is the meaning of life? All evidence to date suggests it's chocolate.” – anon
“A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.” – anon
Each quote truly captures the essence of its related treat. And what could possibly be the sum of these two delicious treats? Without a doubt it is the chocolate chip cookie, probably the single greatest invention. Within this essay we will discuss which brand of chocolate chip cookie is the greatest.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Episode I: Food Paper
This paper was pretty well written, for a draft at least. I got a plethora of ideas down on the paper, which should allow me to cruise through the rest of the editing process. However, before I wrote the paper I had to learn a tremendous amount about cookies. Not only did I have to learn about how cookies were invented (in order to create a decent intro) but I had to "conduct an experiment" in order to figure out which store bought cookie was the best. This essay was essentially the same as a lab write-up that you would do in chemistry after a lab. We tested each cookie, and then we wrote about our findings.
Since this draft was more like a lab than an actual paper, I found this paper really easy to write. Probably one of the easiest papers I've written in a long time. Even though it was easy, I was having a lot of trouble with one particular sentence. The transition sentence between my introduction and my first paragraph (essentially it was my thesis). I couldn't seem to find the right words to explain my thoughts.
After I reread my draft today, I noticed a ton of stuff that I could fix. Mostly just grammatical errors or word choice fixes, but errors nonetheless. Also, it was nice to get feedback from my partner because I finally have a title! I plan to fix a lot of the introduction.
Chocolate chip cookies are the greatest pastry of all. They are practically God’s gift to humans. But what is a cookie? A cookie is a delicious pastry. However, they weren’t discovered (if they were, that would be wonderful we could “harvest cookies”), they were in fact invented. This famous cook was Ruth Wakefield who came across this fabulous recipe in 1930. However, they were initially called Toll House Crunch Cookies. Now, I could go on to elaborate about how awesome of a person Ruth Wakefield was or I could just describe her most delicious discovery. The Toll House Crunch Cookies were a hit; Nestle and Wakefield struck a deal almost immediately where Wakefield would give Nestle her new recipe and Nestle would supply Wakefield with a large supply of Nestle Chocolate.
This deal would be one of the most important deals ever made in the cookie industry. With the closing of this deal other companies could use the Toll House Crunch Cookie recipe. This led to many different companies producing slightly different recipes of cookies like Keebler’s Chips Deluxe ©, Nabisco’s Chips Ahoy ©, and Archway Home-style Cookies©. While each of these brands was initially based off Wakefield’s recipe, these different brands of cookies have original tastes.
Honestly, it was hard to determine which cookie was the most disgusting, inedible piece of… cookie. Since the majority were too crumbly and too hard. It was like biting into sandstone. It was hard to the touch, but as soon as you bit it crumbled into a million-billion pieces. The most demonstrative of this property was Nabisco’s Chips Ahoy ©. They looked absolutely delicious, being nice and thin and smelling of an oven. However, when one inspected the cookie closer, the ridges (for increased surface area) were way too deep and cut too much out of the cookie. Also, the cookies had way too many chocolate chips. It looked like some little preschooler just added the maximum amount of chips to the dough. Honestly, some chips were even adjacent to each other. Although it didn’t stop there; as soon as you sunk your teeth into the cookie, the portion of cookie in your mouth sort of melted away while the portion of cookie outside your mouth crumbled away and blew like the dust in the wind. And to make matters worse, when you dunked the cookie in milk (which is supposed to complement cookies), the milk wasn’t absorbed. It was almost like the cookie was covered in an anti-milk layer. Needless to say, I was disappointed. I would give this cookie a 20% out of 100. It failed.
In second to last place comes Archway Home-Style Cookies ©. On the packaging, the cookies looked like heaven. They looked like beautiful cookies that were the perfect temperature with melted chocolate chips. They looked like the ideal cookie. However, inside the package was a secret that should never have been released to man-kind. Their cookie. It was wiggly, damp and way to soft to be called a cookie. Everything about it was revolting. The only thing better than how it feels, smells and looks is how it sounds. In this case it behaves like any normal cookie, since it makes no sound. And the only thing worse than how it feels, smells and looks is how it tastes. When you start eating this cookie, you think to yourself “how bad can it be?” The horror is that your brain goes through three different mind sets while you’re eating. First, when you initially bite the cookie it bends with your teeth. This gives your body an extremely strange sensation that is anything but pleasurable. Second, you enter into the cookie, and the cookie’s entire flavor enters into your mouth. Normally, this would be the stage that you enjoy the most. However, while eating this cookie, it is the stage you fear. Finally, you finish biting the cookie and you have to decide if you will continue chewing the cookie, or if you will spit it out. Grant Hines, chose the second option as he exclaimed, “This cookie sucks!” This cookie, only slightly better than the former, receives a 30% out of 100.
Our standards were low, but without a doubt Keebler’s Chips Deluxe © takes the cake. It was a little stale, which was better than the others and it was a little too hard but it had no other bad qualities. Now, picture yourself eating one of your mom’s homemade cookies. This is nothing like it; this cookie doesn’t look at all appetizing. However, contrary to its looks, this cookie actually tastes relatively good. I wouldn’t describe it as “delicious,” or “fabulous,” but it definitely wasn’t “bad,” or “awful.” In this regard, it blew the other cookies out of the water. With nearly moderate marks, I would probably give this cookie a “C+” or a 77% out of 100 which nearly triples the results of the two previous cookies.
Store bought cookies aren’t anything to be proud about. If anything, they should be avoided. Stick to homemade cookie recipes as they not only are better for you but they also taste immensely better. However, if you must consume a store bought cookie, stick to Keebler’s Chips Deluxe ©. At least this brand wont disgust you enough to make you throw up.
Since this draft was more like a lab than an actual paper, I found this paper really easy to write. Probably one of the easiest papers I've written in a long time. Even though it was easy, I was having a lot of trouble with one particular sentence. The transition sentence between my introduction and my first paragraph (essentially it was my thesis). I couldn't seem to find the right words to explain my thoughts.
After I reread my draft today, I noticed a ton of stuff that I could fix. Mostly just grammatical errors or word choice fixes, but errors nonetheless. Also, it was nice to get feedback from my partner because I finally have a title! I plan to fix a lot of the introduction.
Chocolate chip cookies are the greatest pastry of all. They are practically God’s gift to humans. But what is a cookie? A cookie is a delicious pastry. However, they weren’t discovered (if they were, that would be wonderful we could “harvest cookies”), they were in fact invented. This famous cook was Ruth Wakefield who came across this fabulous recipe in 1930. However, they were initially called Toll House Crunch Cookies. Now, I could go on to elaborate about how awesome of a person Ruth Wakefield was or I could just describe her most delicious discovery. The Toll House Crunch Cookies were a hit; Nestle and Wakefield struck a deal almost immediately where Wakefield would give Nestle her new recipe and Nestle would supply Wakefield with a large supply of Nestle Chocolate.
This deal would be one of the most important deals ever made in the cookie industry. With the closing of this deal other companies could use the Toll House Crunch Cookie recipe. This led to many different companies producing slightly different recipes of cookies like Keebler’s Chips Deluxe ©, Nabisco’s Chips Ahoy ©, and Archway Home-style Cookies©. While each of these brands was initially based off Wakefield’s recipe, these different brands of cookies have original tastes.
Honestly, it was hard to determine which cookie was the most disgusting, inedible piece of… cookie. Since the majority were too crumbly and too hard. It was like biting into sandstone. It was hard to the touch, but as soon as you bit it crumbled into a million-billion pieces. The most demonstrative of this property was Nabisco’s Chips Ahoy ©. They looked absolutely delicious, being nice and thin and smelling of an oven. However, when one inspected the cookie closer, the ridges (for increased surface area) were way too deep and cut too much out of the cookie. Also, the cookies had way too many chocolate chips. It looked like some little preschooler just added the maximum amount of chips to the dough. Honestly, some chips were even adjacent to each other. Although it didn’t stop there; as soon as you sunk your teeth into the cookie, the portion of cookie in your mouth sort of melted away while the portion of cookie outside your mouth crumbled away and blew like the dust in the wind. And to make matters worse, when you dunked the cookie in milk (which is supposed to complement cookies), the milk wasn’t absorbed. It was almost like the cookie was covered in an anti-milk layer. Needless to say, I was disappointed. I would give this cookie a 20% out of 100. It failed.
In second to last place comes Archway Home-Style Cookies ©. On the packaging, the cookies looked like heaven. They looked like beautiful cookies that were the perfect temperature with melted chocolate chips. They looked like the ideal cookie. However, inside the package was a secret that should never have been released to man-kind. Their cookie. It was wiggly, damp and way to soft to be called a cookie. Everything about it was revolting. The only thing better than how it feels, smells and looks is how it sounds. In this case it behaves like any normal cookie, since it makes no sound. And the only thing worse than how it feels, smells and looks is how it tastes. When you start eating this cookie, you think to yourself “how bad can it be?” The horror is that your brain goes through three different mind sets while you’re eating. First, when you initially bite the cookie it bends with your teeth. This gives your body an extremely strange sensation that is anything but pleasurable. Second, you enter into the cookie, and the cookie’s entire flavor enters into your mouth. Normally, this would be the stage that you enjoy the most. However, while eating this cookie, it is the stage you fear. Finally, you finish biting the cookie and you have to decide if you will continue chewing the cookie, or if you will spit it out. Grant Hines, chose the second option as he exclaimed, “This cookie sucks!” This cookie, only slightly better than the former, receives a 30% out of 100.
Our standards were low, but without a doubt Keebler’s Chips Deluxe © takes the cake. It was a little stale, which was better than the others and it was a little too hard but it had no other bad qualities. Now, picture yourself eating one of your mom’s homemade cookies. This is nothing like it; this cookie doesn’t look at all appetizing. However, contrary to its looks, this cookie actually tastes relatively good. I wouldn’t describe it as “delicious,” or “fabulous,” but it definitely wasn’t “bad,” or “awful.” In this regard, it blew the other cookies out of the water. With nearly moderate marks, I would probably give this cookie a “C+” or a 77% out of 100 which nearly triples the results of the two previous cookies.
Store bought cookies aren’t anything to be proud about. If anything, they should be avoided. Stick to homemade cookie recipes as they not only are better for you but they also taste immensely better. However, if you must consume a store bought cookie, stick to Keebler’s Chips Deluxe ©. At least this brand wont disgust you enough to make you throw up.
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