Hello everyone, AtlantanKnight here.
I’d just like to thank everyone for the support. I’d also like to apologize that the site still looks rather hideous despite my previous promise to make it look somewhat prettier. I’ll try to find a friend who can help with that.
I’m also still trying to find additional writers because in an ideal world I’d like this site to be putting out a handful of posts per day coming from multiple authors. Seeing as how I’ve just gotten back into the swing of things, that’s not happening yet… but maybe in the future? Who knows.
As always, hit me up on Twitter @ATLknight7 or at the blog Twitter @MidknightWatch if you have any feedback, questions, or comments. I’m also still very much active on Reddit as /r/AtlantanKnight7, although I’ll probably respond faster on Twitter.
Just keep on the lookout for more (and hopefully better) content in the next couple months. Thanks again for everything.
Thank you all for your initial wave of interest. I’d like to know your thoughts about the content I’ve posted so far and what you’d like to see covered on the blog in the future. I’ll be adding some new writers on shortly, I think. Stay tuned for that!
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Why does everyone seem to love the white stuff? Sure, maybe people in cities like Atlanta dislike the traffic debacles snow causes, and no one loves having to shovel a driveway. But Southerners do seem to get a little giddy when snow is in the forecast.
The simple answer: people like things that are different. Here in Georgia and other Southern states, we get a proper snow only once every few years. I can personally count on one hand the number of snowstorms I can recall where we got over three inches of snow. Snow is the one type of weather that seems to change the entire landscape. Where rain just makes trees into soggy trees, snow makes trees into winter dancers swaying in the wind. Where rain makes grassy fields into mushy mud flats, snow makes fields into blank canvasses for snow angels. Where rain clogs storm drains, snow creates snowmen.
I guess what I’m getting at is… don’t make fun of the Southerners right now who are alll giddy about Winter Storm Helena. I’m sure they’re just trying to have a good time.
I realize that I don’t exactly have regular viewers, but for those of you from the future: hello! Allow me to explain the preceding gap in publishing.
I made this site as a way to compile my thoughts in one place and perhaps have fun with friends and make a little money. However, I only ever meant for the first couple of weeks there to be a trial run to get a hang of things. i knew that my schooling would keep me busy with college applications and such, but with all that behind me (yes, I know, huzzah), it’s time to get to posting! I may start slower this time, but I’m sure to have content and posts aplenty in short order. The real fun is yet to begin.
If you’ve had toasted ravioli before, you’ll know why I’m making this post. If you haven’t had toasted ravioli, then you need to go find yourself some toasted ravs!
Toasted ravioli is somewhat of a delicacy in the city of St. Louis, Missouri, but it’s definitely not a delicacy in the sense that it’s some high-and-refined food or anything. Toasted ravs are literally just fried ravioli. The picture here depicts some clearly luxurious toasted ravs with marinara on wax paper that I ate at the Saint Louis Zoo a couple years ago (which is also a fantastic place to visit; that’s another story).
I genuinely don’t know how to describe toasted ravs beyond what I’ve said already (fried ravioli). They can be any type of ravioli: cheese, meat, or otherwise. They can be crunchy or a bit soggy depending on where you’re getting them and how exactly they’re prepared, but they are usually served with marinara sauce on the side. I can’t remember if you eat them with a fork in the restaurants or not, but at more casual eateries such as at the zoo or at a sporting event, you needn’t worry about utensils.
Another thing to note is that I haven’t really seen these outside of St. Louis, so you’ll need to make the most of your visit if you ever go there. The best place for toasted ravioli or any other kind of Italian cuisine in St. Louis is definitely The Hill. The Hill is St. Louis’ historic Italian neighborhood and one of America’s great bastions of authentic Italian food, so I highly recommend stopping by even if you aren’t particularly interested in the toasted ravs. But if you are interested, and if you do happen to be in St. Louis or any other place fortunate enough to have toasted ravioli… TRY SOME!