Mountain (without the) Jam

Last year's memories of Mountain Jam are a bit tainted. I'd had a really rough morning, thanks to my middle son, and my early afternoon proved that the day could, in fact, become even worse. As always, my friends pulled me through that day and were once again on hand this year to replace any … Continue reading Mountain (without the) Jam

Every boy an island

Yep, there were three boys and yes, we did visit three islands. Mission accomplished.  Here are some highlights. We actually got on the road precisely on time.  This is such a rare occurrence that I could not let it pass without acknowledgement. The drive was uneventful and we encountered no traffic until we got to … Continue reading Every boy an island

Come on in my Cucina

See that post title above?  I have a confession about it... I seriously almost used  a more, shall we say, colorful homophonic version of the word "come,"  but chose not to because I was afraid it might be interpreted as vulgar.  I may be salty at times with my language choices, but crass is something … Continue reading Come on in my Cucina

What makes a tradition?

I remember Aloysius asking me that very question a couple of years ago as the Laker guys and I started talking about revisiting Mountain Jam. Since we had all gone together the previous year, was returning to the festival for a second time, in fact, a tradition? Operating on the premise that traditions bring us … Continue reading What makes a tradition?