Home. Again.

Jeter had his first walk yesterday afternoon following our return from Wellfleet. Upon stepping outside he looked absolutely crushed to discover that he was no longer pond side. Same, buddy. Same.Decades after my first annual trip to Cape Cod, I still drive home feeling incredibly melancholy. A funk settles on me, different from the one … Continue reading Home. Again.

Packing for the beach

Our pond For the past four summers I’ve rented the same vacation house in Wellfleet. It is a place that must be experienced to be understood. I know, that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? But, this comfortable and compact house, which sits on a gloriously private piece of property only accessible by the most rutted dirt … Continue reading Packing for the beach

Relationship Rides

A friend and I were talking recently about (surprise!) relationships, the ones we cherish, abandon, regret, wish for... There’s really no end to the potential variety in types of relationships and no two, be it parental, platonic or romantic, are exactly the same. While the emotion created may repeatedly be love, it’s never identical to … Continue reading Relationship Rides

Troy Night Out – for breakfast

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

Stream of Covid consciousness

This crisis is starting to feel like it’s been going on for a long time. The colors of the construction paper window rainbows are fading. The city without people looks beautiful in a stark sort of way. We live in a pretty place. Wearing a mask suffocates me, yet another reason medical personnel deserve all of … Continue reading Stream of Covid consciousness

They said I’d get tired of the Bakmi

More than thirty years ago, when I was an undergraduate working my way through college, I landed a job at Yono’s Restaurant in Albany’s Robinson Square. The cuisine and level of service was beyond my prior experience, but my coworkers and the the Purnomos helped me to expand and elevate my skills. I learned at … Continue reading They said I’d get tired of the Bakmi