Biking Detroit, and a trip to Big Boy

I Love my bike. It's not as nice as the one I have in Houston, but it does the job, and I feel really cool cruising around on it.

Awesome, No? 

The kid loves her trolley in the back, and waves at people as we go around. Yesterday as we cruised to school, We passed a guy walking a giant, not very friendly looking Pit Bull on a chain. as we rolled past him the kid leaned out the side of the bike and shouted "Nice Dog!" Can anyone enlighten me on why the dog of choice on the streets of Detroit is a Pit Bull? Are we really that hard core that a Black Lab wouldn't do the trick?

Sunday Afternoon we rode the Bikes to Belle Isle and let the kid tear it up on the playground for a while. She had another one of those disgusting Sponge Bob Popsicles. How can a Popsicle taste so greasy? Remind me to blog the ingredients list sometime.

Stone and Pebbles enjoy some Quality time with an inedible Sponge Bob Popsicle. 

On a related note, why does my daughter love Sponge Bob so much? I Just don't get it.

Sunday morning I let Stone sleep in and rode down Jefferson Ave to an outlet of the iconic restaurant chain  "Big Boy" I had never been in one, and sort of expected it to be like a White Castle Hamburgers or something. It was actually more like a Denny's and really nice! They even have a real Big Boy Statue inside!

Fulfilling a Life-Long dream of posing next to a Big Boy statue

I don't even want to think about the germs on that thing. 

Not that any of you give a shit what I had for lunch yesterday, but here you go. Mushroom and Basil pizza from Supino Pizza in Eastern Market. I don't know how they do their crusts, but the crust is So, So, So, So, Good.

I want to eat this every day for lunch and dinner. 

More tomorrow, I'm working on a post about Arabs, Sunni Islam, and the Nation of Islam in Detroit. Don't expect anything profound though, OK?