Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Hov’.
Ah jeez, sorry about that. I’m using speech-to-text to write this bio and it just picked up the Jay-Z song I was listening to.
My name is actually Vin. Vincent, if you’re my mother. Vince, if you’re my old baseball coaches. Vinny, if you’re everyone else, despite me never once introducing myself that way. You guys can call me whatever you like, just try to keep it PG…and don’t call me Vinny.
I grew up in the NY/NJ/Conneticut Tri-state area, which as we all know, is a hotbed for great culinary…things. I have a way with words as you’ll soon find out. I was born in Brooklyn, and relocated to the Jersey Shore where I’ve remained ever since. Throw all your preconceived notions out the door; the Jersey Shore is everything like the show of the same name.
While I’ve been frequenting the East Coast’s…nay, the country’s best delis and pizza places since I was a baby, I appreciate all foods equally. I’ll get a deluxe Italian at New York’s top delicatessen, then hit Subway for a cardboard and shredded lettuce footlong on the drive home. I can eat a slice of pepperoni at a place called Nunzio’s then turn around and slam an entire thin crust from Domino’s without so much as a peep. Hell, I’ll even eat a Peep, and those things are made of memory foam and sand.
I absolutely love to cook. I also absolutely love to lie. Store bought, processed foods are my everything. I anticipate the release of new Doritos flavors like expectant parents anticipate their first born. A nutritionist once saw my cart at the supermarket and ran out of the place in hysterics. She hasn’t been seen since. Come home Carolyn, your family misses you.
But, seriously, I love to write, and I love to eat. I have an impeccable palate and my taste buds are insured for $2 million by Lloyd’s of London, so you can trust my reviews. I promise to try my best and steer you in the right direction when it comes to what snack impulses to respond to.
There are many, many tri-state areas in the US. Please don’t assume the world revolves around the NY/NJ area.
If you’re going to blame someone for that, blame me and my ignorance. Because when I hear Tri-state, I only know of the NY/NJ/Connecticut Tri-state. Maybe I watch too many crime dramas set in New York. Or maybe I don’t know of other Tri-states because I live on a rock in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Anyhoo, it has been corrected.
It’s alright Marvo. Wikipedia confirms your thinking and that’s good enough for practically everyone
“The most frequently referenced tri-state area is that associated with the New York metropolitan area, which covers parts of the states of New York, New Jersey and Connecticut”
“While I’ve been frequenting the East Coast’s…nay, the country’s best delis and pizza places since I was a baby,.”
I’m from NY so I know there are great delis and pizza places in the area, but the attitude that they are the best in the country is pretty obnoxious. There’s great food in the rest of the country as well. Maybe you just haven’t been out of the “tri-state” area.
Wow, tough crowd…
It’s too bad that this is the welcome you’re getting from us (typically “non-mean and offended so easily”) blog readers.
I think you sound funny, and I’m anxious to read your reviews 🙂
Wow, tough crowd…
It’s too bad that this is the welcome you’re getting from us (typically “non-mean and offended so easily”) blog readers.
I think you sound funny, and I’m anxious to read your reviews 🙂
Well put! Welcome welcome welcome! I’d be concerned if Vin didn’t somewhat brag on the Tri-state area he is from and the food that he has grown to love while being raised there. Shows he’s got a great deal of loyalty and pride for the area and food that it produces. The makings of a great food reviewer in my opinion and I can get behind that 100%. Welcome again and I cant wait to read your reviews!
Welcome to the fold, Vin! I like your writing already and look forward to your reviews. Also, somebody will almost always be offended by something you write – I get a lot of flak for dropping f-bombs in my reviews, and that’s after I censor myself, so…
Nice to meet you, Vinny!