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		<title>Masa Effect</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One of my most treasured meals in the fair city of Berkeley came from a taco truck that would claim a spot at the south entrance to campus, where a constant flow of foot traffic funnels staff, students and passersby through Sather Gate to the bounty of academia beyond. Whenever I found myself between classes [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Want My Baby Back</title>
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This story is part of a cross-post between Indefinite Articles and The Eaten Path.
You can read James Boo&#8217;s &#8220;Preemptive Strike&#8221; on Chili&#8217;s here.
For all the amazing food we have in the Bay Area, the little holes-in-the-wall and the grandiose temples to flavor, every once in a while there&#8217;s something appealing about the strip mall meal. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/08/22/i-want-my-baby-back/</link>
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		<title>Something Different</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Whenever I feel like it&#8217;s time for something different, I drive four hundred miles north to Oakland, CA. I give all of my friends big hugs. I bask in the cool breeze of the East Bay. I take a walk through the Berkeley campus. I have a pint of Dragon&#8217;s Milk. I order a slice [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Greasiest Spoon in Pasadena</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The first part of this cross-post can be read here.
In this day and age, it is almost a crime to admit to liking good, greasy food. It is especially fitting in SoCal that the salad—throughout most of history a side dish or appetizer—has taken the place of the baptism: that which serves to wash us [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Here Comes a Regular</title>
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Summer: Enshrined in Americana as the flagship of cookouts, stickball, and dubious water sports, this scorching swindle of a season doesn’t reveal its depressing nature until school is out and you&#8217;ve been reduced to a sludgesicle of a working stiff.
When I was a carefree political science major in the city of Berkeley, summer was a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/07/13/here-comes-a-regular/</link>
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		<title>Refueling Gringolandia</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In the wake of America&#8217;s love-hate relationship with the petrol pump, one fictional character has the intrepid spirit to take the steps of leadership that pandering politicians dare not consider. On Thursday, June 26, Jack, CEO of west coast fast food chain Jack in the Box, staged the restaurant&#8217;s first ever Two Free Tacos Day. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sequestered in Memphis</title>
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On the morning of June 11, Federal Express dropped a large package on my doormat. It consisted of two wholesale boxes of Big Dipper Ice Cream Cones, bonded, sealed and shipped from Memphis less than twenty four hours prior.
The name on the return address was Matt Allen, the man I&#8217;ve been proud to call my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/06/16/sequestered-in-memphis/</link>
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		<title>Duffless in Costa Mesa</title>
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		<title>Houses in Motion</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I used to live here.&#8221; In our fragmented world of third person omniscience, stranger words are rarely spoken with such abandon. Mobility has become one of life’s most imposing axioms, redefining community and putting home on an auction block of opportunity. With every move, we check another brief lifetime off of our to-be lists, making [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/05/27/houses-in-motion/</link>
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		<title>Deep Thoughts: Grits Edition</title>
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The perfect bowl of grits is a lot like a bowl of melted butter with stuff inside it. That stuff is grits.

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		<title>Bread, Butter and Hundreds-and-Thousands: A Foray into the Dutch Indies</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know exactly when I stopped caring about video games (save the occasional evening of Rock Band, Mario Party or the original Super Smash Bros), but I&#8217;m sure the time of death wasn&#8217;t far from the day I played my first German board game.

During my years as an undergrad at UC Berkeley, I developed [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/05/14/bread-butter-and-hundreds-of-thousands-a-foray-into-the-dutch-indies/</link>
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		<title>Our Little Roof Against the Cold</title>
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“Hey, stranger.”
The words crept out in a whisper as the bedside lamp turned on. I laid the back of one hand against my eyelids and circled the other around her waist. I mumbled something about the A-Team, that being the only thought that came naturally to me at this point of the night.
She rolled off [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/05/04/our-little-roof-against-the-cold/</link>
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		<title>Las Vegas, Day 3: The Two Towers</title>
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The Venetian is quite possibly the most ridiculous of Las Vegas&#8217; super resorts. Featuring over 7,000 suites, 120,000 square feet of gambling space and a five acre pool deck, this larger than life paean to the City of Bridges turns history into opulence like an art-loving dictator. After we had parked beneath the superstructure of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/04/23/las-vegas-day-3-the-two-towers/</link>
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		<title>Las Vegas, Day 2: The Final Frontier</title>
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PICARD: A lot has changed in three hundred years. People are no longer obsessed with the accumulation of &#8220;things&#8221;. We have eliminated hunger, want, the need for possessions. We have grown out of our infancy.
RALPH: You&#8217;ve got it wrong. It&#8217;s never been about &#8220;possessions&#8221; - it&#8217;s about power.
PICARD: Power to do what?
The fact that Star [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Las Vegas, Day One: The Lotus and the Lever</title>
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I&#8217;ve been told that carpeting patterns in casinos are meant to be disorienting. Not only do the elaborately hideous murals lining the floors of Las Vegas make it harder to notice the stains of drinks tipped past, they guide the attention of casino guests away from any kind of aesthetic ruminations and straight to the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Live Culture in the Cup of Consumption</title>
		<description><![CDATA[With every report and news analysis that hits the presses, it becomes clearer that the United States is cradled in recession. Yet, for all of the deep-seated flaws that our nation&#8217;s thinkers and decision makers have unearthed in purveying the state of the economy, our first instinct is to reach for the security blanket of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/04/07/live-culture-in-the-cup-of-consumption/</link>
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		<title>They Got to Have &#8216;em in Texas&#8230;</title>
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When March rolls around, hundreds of music makers roll out to the city of Austin, flanked by armies of fans, suits, marketers and drunkards for the biggest weekend of live music in the world’s set list of mass performance. Parks become stadiums, bars become concert halls and holes in the wall live out their namesake [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://theeatenpath.com/index.php/2008/03/29/they-got-to-have-em-in-texas/</link>
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		<title>I Am in Austin, Texas.</title>
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		<title>Burgers From an Antique Land</title>
		<description><![CDATA[If you’ve ever met an omnivorous Californian, you know that the surest path to his stomach is laid out on two and a half words: “In-N-Out.” Among the many topics left-coasters will waste no time picking up and taking down in a string of verses winding their way around a dispossessed yet domineering tirade, In-N-Out [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Death By BBQ Is Now Fully Operational</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Instead of writing an upcoming post on hamburger nostalgia, I’ve spent the past week transferring every chapter of Death By BBQ from my Livejournal to this blog. The entire story is now readable right here on The Eaten Path! Click “DBBBBQ” on the menu bar to give it a read.
I’ve also made some design changes [...]]]></description>
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