When I was five my mom read me the book "Stone Soup." Being the kid I was, I went and found the tastiest looking rock in the backyard for my first gourmet delicacy. I've loved cooking ever since; especially on the grill.
I am a 1983 hybrid nerd/jock raised in a Jewish household in the burbs. My roots are a big part of who I am and about half of my family lives in Israel. I visit them every couple years but spend most of my time missing them. Once I hiked up Mt Masada and sat at the summit, just admiring the world. That was awesome. Almost as good as driving up Boulder Mountain in a rented Kia Rondo only to be attacked by a surprise blizzard three quarters of the way up.
I love hockey. You can usually find me at the Verizon Center watching the Caps almost every game, but when I move to Chicago I'll have to shout a bit louder so they can hear me. Hockey is the Franks RedHot to my everything. The NHL Lockout is the giant angry chicken to my Peter Griffin (cue sad trombone). I must admit I also like the Harry Potter books, but also like It?s Always Sunny, The Count of Monte Cristo, Inglorious Basterds, snow fights, taking the stairs, and Mitch Hedberg.
I am turned on by:
1. Class and Sass
3. Movie buffs, gourmet foodies, and the arts
4. Women who can handle being with a guy who plays, watches and dreams about hockey
5. Athletic women.
So let's be honest. I was never that bad at Where's Waldo and just like the millions of people you aren't looking for, this online dating thing is diluted with elephant loads of BS. It's as weird as Sasha Baron-Cohen's underwear wardrobe and I'm not taking it too seriously, just hopeful there are a few Waldo's to find. That came out wrong. Umm you can get a good look at a T-bone by sticking your head up a butcher's ass? No, wait. It's gotta be your bull... you know what I mean. Message me if you are interested.