No sleep (or stop) til Brooklyn

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

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

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

Some questions for the ladies about supporting the girls…

Gentlemen, you’ve been warned... What is the purpose of those originally flat and smooth removable cups in swimsuits and some other garments? You know the ones that bunch up and never lie flat again after your wear/wash the item? Are they to prevent an observer from being offended by one’s nipples? Am I supposed to … Continue reading Some questions for the ladies about supporting the girls…

My first snuff film – The murder of George Floyd

When it comes to violence, I have a very limited capacity to digest it. Movie scenes that depict violence, cause me to close my eyes. It makes me physically nauseous to witness people being punched and kicked and stabbed and shot and I simply am unwilling to absorb those images. Despite having watched the national … Continue reading My first snuff film – The murder of George Floyd

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