Datlline, the Westin Diplomat, Hollywood, FL. The Cod actually has one of his fins wrapped around a ticket for this game, due to the many valliany labors of his corporeal host. Posting this from the lobby of the Clemson team hotel -- a riot of orange interspersed with the odd Hassid and Russian dames of all ages who look like they could scratch a diamond. With no rental, and cabs a sucker's bet, the most immediate food options are Douchebag Sushi on one side of the lobby, and Asshole Steah on the other. Thus far, the food highlight has been a breakfast Cubano from a hole in the wall across the street. But! Allow me to suggst reverse-engineering a Cubano. The bread is the trickiest part, but something baguettish will work. You will need some pickles, and some Swiss Muensterish cheese. And then roas some of the nicest pork you can find, layer it with the best country ham you got, put some butter and mustard on the bread, press it up in a sandwich press, cut on the diagonal and enjoy. Go Tigers!