Saturday was a big day and I'm not talking about American Pharaoh's upset up in Saratoga. No, it was the first day of my oldest son's adult life - he is officially a college freshman. Yesterday was Drop Off day, which might be better named Jump off a Cliff Day because that's what I felt … Continue reading Letting go
During last night's mental therapy run, I was thinking about potential and how long it takes for some to accept the challenge and make the effort required to embody their own unrealized possibility. Self actualization - it isn't necessarily an easy thing to accomplish. Change and growth can be scary. There's an inherent risk involved … Continue reading What are you full of?
If you're anything like me, you must occasionally observe the actions of others and wonder to yourself "Who are those people? Where are they from that they were taught that that sort of behavior was acceptable? Who raised them?!" There have been a few things in the news, and in my travels, recently that left … Continue reading Who are these people?
(Said in a Greta Garbo voice, pronouncing want vant.) As I sat on the train heading south to Hudson on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I considered my decision to take the trip solo. I had made two attempts to find a companion for the day, but didn't find a taker. No worries whatsoever. I'd been … Continue reading (Sometimes) I want to be alone
Or maybe I should say the call of The Cheese Traveler. A couple of weeks ago while I was out of town, Eric reached out to me to see if I might lend a hand during his weekly cookouts. His regular servers were moving on to other opportunities and he just needed some help for … Continue reading Answering the call of cheese
Dream! Bet you weren't expecting that, right? I've freely admitted I know knew nothing about buying or owning a business so everything involved is new to me. As I wade through the paperwork and appointments, my respect for every single business owner on the face of the earth has grown immensely. God bless you, folks! … Continue reading Dealing with the City of Albany has been a bureaucratic…
I've worked on Lark Street between Spring and State Streets for nearly 13 years. That's like a third of my life (+10). My head has so many ideas racing around. I really want to make Lark + Lily the kind of place I've always looked to frequent - comfortable, consistent, warm, not overly serious. That … Continue reading Working my block and other randoms