For several years I didn’t watch TV at all, except for when I was at the Ohio Redoubt apartment and Der Bingle and I marathon-ed Midsomer Murders. That series can be a little confusing at times, and there were times, I’m certain, when he and I would be sitting there, not really wanting to admit we had no idea who killed whom at what English festival. But we soldiered on, with some   to provide cringing laughter.

However, I got it in my head that the TV screen here was too little and so I took advantage of holiday sales and then realized I had to justify this big thing with high resolution. So, Cameron and I watched some rental movies and then he tuned into some Netflix documentaries and I found myself binge watching my way through empires, dynasties, revolutions and Indie movies.

Then somewhere along the line, he put The Travel Channel on and, after having traveled to many exotic areas, I find myself watching Andrew Zimmern’s Bizarre Foods. This afternoon, although I have been telling myself I will quit after the current episode, I have kept watching and actually learning quite a bit about South American cuisine and German beer gardens (which I learned got their name from the groves of Chestnut trees that grew above the cellars that were dug when a law was passed that Munich could not brew in the hot, dry months of summer because of fires.)

I finally picked up the remote and just as I was going to hit the OFF button, the promo said Houston would be the next table visited. So, I watched, thinking about asking Quentin if he had been eating any of the featured foods. I was surprised to learn that Houston has the biggest Czech population in the US. Who knew? Not me – until now. So tonight I will probably be researching that and a bunch of other factoids I learned about various countries on the Internet. I guess that would be my homework.