Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Any sense of guilt for being self indulgent. Blanket statement. Justifying wine with bubbles. Feeling the need to try to explain anything to anyone committed to ignorance. Shame for being made happy by pretty clothes. Insecurity about my body. Trying to understand people who prefer being miserable to being happy. Believing that if I only … Continue reading 20 Things I’m leaving behind…
One of the most impressive things I witnessed during my recent NYC getaway was the creativity of restaurateurs trying to stay in business. With regulations changing more frequently than prepubescent boys change their undergarments, it’s a marvel to see the careful attention hospitality professionals are paying to mandates and directives. It seems impossible to keep … Continue reading Dinner out? Sure!
...seems like the perfect smell to wake up to on the last day of what has been an excellent week. The aroma of last evening’s socially distanced, neighborhood bonfire lingered in a way that made me smile with satisfaction. It’s been such a good week.What makes a good week in my world? It’s funny because … Continue reading Sunday morning woodsmoke hair…
My Sunday night plan was fancy cocktails at Dead Rabbit, an awesome gastropub* waaay downtown in Manhattan. Unfortunately, my knowledge of cool places to drink exceeds my ability to reliably navigate the subway and the train which I had hoped would take us south, actually took us east immediately after Canal Street. Luckily, my companion … Continue reading No sleep (or stop) til Brooklyn
Wasn’t last evening lovely? The breeze, the sunset, the deliciousness of air on bare skin...lovely, I say! It was the perfect early summer night to meet a friend in Troy, grab a bite to eat, and take a walk and catch up. Parking was surprisingly easy, (I think I finally understand Troy!) within a few … Continue reading Troy Night Out – for breakfast
Last night, after far too long, I finally saw my running friends. Getting a date on the calendar was a challenge only slightly less difficult than running a half marathon together, but a special screening at the Spectrum provided the perfect occasion. February 12th would have been The Doors keyboard player, Ray Manzarek’s 81st birthday. … Continue reading Galentine’s Eve
When I was a kid I had faux aunts and uncles. There were no true relatives (that I knew about) in the States, so my mother provided close friends who functioned on some level as family. It was a laudable attempt and there were some good people in our lives during those years, some of … Continue reading Throwback thanksgiving
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