Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
One of the highlights of the recent girls weekend in Chicago was dinner at Cabra, Stephanie Izzard’s Peruvian restaurant. On my prior visit to Chicago, I had enjoyed a fantastic evening at the bar of one of Izzard’s other spots, The Girl and the Goat, and I was excited to try another of her venues. … Continue reading When an out of town meal prevents you from eating local
Slept until 6:00 Took Jeter down the yellowbrick road Finished some writing, did some reading Gathered some of my clothes together for going to the beach Rode my bicycle down to South Pearl Street to jump onto the rail trail Rode to Voorheeseville and home again at a comfortable pace Enjoyed a killer salad of … Continue reading How I spent my last solo day of summer
My (nearly) four days in Chicago went by in the blink of an eye! There was lots of walking, some lounging by the pool, a few historical sites and a couple of tremendous meals and a fair amount of silliness. It was a terrific getaway and I’m already looking for pet sits so I can … Continue reading Chicago top 10
Even though I didn’t take a “big” trip this year, I do feel as if I’ve still gotten around a bit this summer with last month’s visits to the Cape and Northampton and concerts both north and south of home. It’s felt good, in spite of the paralyzing heat, to be home and spending time … Continue reading Blowing into the Windy City
I can’t remember why I started referring to the man I had been dating at the time as a type of cheese, (manchego, specifically), but I have no interest in scrolling back 4 years to be reminded. He is a person that I don’t really think of often and I see no point in revisiting … Continue reading The Stinky Cheeseman
Do we ever truly know our impact on others? Have you acknowledged the way social interactions we may have can cause long lasting effects on those we meet as we walk through our lives? Events last week have left me considering these questions. Recently I met colleagues I had initially worked with at my first … Continue reading Ripple
The drive to Wellfleet is as familiar to me as my oldest (circa 1997) pair of Doc Marten’s. I guess it makes sense. I’ve been making this trip for nearly half of my life. I’m not sure exactly what prompted it but, on this most recent visit to Wellfleet, I was acutely aware of my … Continue reading Cape Cod senses working overtime
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