mmm-yoso is a blog. About food. Sometimes other stuff creeps in here. But it all comes back to food. Cathy is blogging while Kirk has no time to do much writing about food.
Hi. I left San Diego on Southwest Airlines last Friday morning. Early. Got to Phoenix and had to find the other gate in another terminal and waited. This is the rug on the floor in the Phoenix Terminal It is a neat pattern, don’t you think?
So, anyhow, you know I eat and blog about it…but what does Cathy pack to eat on board the plane? Do I merely buy something outrageously expensive in the terminal? Ha!
Smoked salmon pate in a can; two slices of buttered rye bread; raw Spanish peanuts; the bag of Mediterranean herbed olives from Trader Joe’s; Banana Crisp Bonanza Trek Mix from TJ’s; hot tea and a glass of ice from Southwest ( I make my own iced tea; that canned stuff is insipid) and my ever-present (and x-ray undetectable) chopsticks.
I’d just like to let you know this isn’t any sort of special meal; I have flown on Southwest a *lot* (to the point that I get birthday and Christmas cards from them) since 2001 and I want some part of my lengthy in-air time to have luxury. This is, however, the first time I photographed my take aboard meal.
And I flew back east. Here are some of the sights, as well as some more "native" hints at foods to be blogged about. 
Some sports fans out there might recognize where I was.
OK, I’ll show some native foods.
A coney- hot dog- an a loose hamburger. Each topped with chili (no beans)(never any beans), mustard and onions (never *ever*cheese). That, on the right, a package of …City Chicken.???
Galabki (gah-whoump-key) sometimes called stuffed cabbage, topped with a tomato sauce, which is also on the mashed potatoes .
Chrusciki- Angel Wings..?
Still no idea? Well…
The consumption of potato chips by the people in the county this city is located in is the largest, per capita, in the world (according to the pamphlet at the airport, which I memorized, while waiting, because the plane got in 50 minutes EARLY).
There are Still Big Boy Restaurants in town. 
As is the case everywhere I live, or lived, here is one of many taco trucks…
I know, not many who read this blog are actually from here, nor do they particularly choose this as a place to visit for vacation.
OK, easiest clues.
More to follow…
Hehe, even if I hadn’t known in advance where you were going…I recognize the Renaissance building. π
Ah, the GM building used to be someplace else in downtown, WC. The Renaissance Center is a tad obvious… but at least it was the last photograph that cinched it.
i couldn’t get it from the clues, but the galubki and chrusciki reminded me of my dear old departed polish grandmother…
I’m originally from Detroit area(Taylor)and recognized most of your clues. Tiger Stadium is a strange ghost monument these days.
Greg
Well, I’m glad you got some good memories out of the food photographs, dave. I suppose that is more what this Blog is about anyhow. π
Ah, Greg…yep. I remember when the old Stadium was in its glory- and I could ride my bike down Michigan Avenue from home (lived at about 52nd but north of I-94), parked it outside, on Trumbull, paid $2 for bleacher seats…and when I came out after the game, my bike was still there.
Since we all have to live somewhere, San Diego is a great place to be. I’ve never had to own a lawnmower- or snow shovel- in my entire adult life!
uh, I don’t know – Detroit?? π
You got it, Ms. Q…but did you know because of the potato chip factoid, City Chicken or..oh..Chrysler/Ford/GM…? Plus, I suppose you have been following the blog…