Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
As a child, you would have been hard pressed to get me to eat cauliflower - especially with that funky mustard sauce my mother would put on it. It looked like brains to me and, obviously, I had enough of those already. But, as you might have predicted, that changed as I got older and … Continue reading (Cauli)Flower Power
It’s the third week of October and I have yet to turn the heat on in my house. I came close one day recently, but I put on some cozy socks and added a flannel sheet to my bed and the moment passed. On this night, I’ve opened the window in my bedroom to sleep … Continue reading The spectacle of Autumn
If you need a reminder about the reality of how a pandemic is devastating the hospitality industry (as well as countless others industries), look no further then the strained smiles on the faces of so many independent business owners. What these hard working entrepreneurs are doing to keep their enterprises afloat is an inspiring and … Continue reading Discover something new this holiday weekend – favorite al fresco dining in the (mostly)518
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.
I slept later than I had in months, if not years. I think it must have been a combination of the comforting sound of longed for rain and emotional exhaustion that caused me to roll over and see, to my surprise, that it was nearly 9:00. That doesn’t happen often around here. In the past … Continue reading Carry me away
Twenty-five years ago I went to Italy for the first time. It was my honeymoon and we intended to spend a couple of days in the Lake Como area as part of our five week trip. We were about 2 weeks into our vacation, having already visited rainy Ireland and soggy Germany, when we drove … Continue reading My first focaccia
Thursday afternoon Jeter and I took our last trip to Albany Muni in my Volvo. When we got there the odometer read 149,999 and it just seemed perfect. Truth be told, I was tempted to drive around the lot until the numbers rolled (figuratively) to 150,000 but it seemed too forced, and Jeter wouldn’t have … Continue reading Last ride
