Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
A breakfast of cherry tomatoes sautéed in olive oil with garlic flakes (all gifts from friends) until they popped with sweetness with eggs and a piece of toast on the side. An appreciation for the print copy of the NYT delivered to my front porch. I really enjoyed my unplugged weekend, which included online news, … Continue reading Perfect Hudson Valley Sunday
Beyond the occasional Dottie G from Cardona’s, I’m not much of a sandwich person. Most days, I’d rather avoid the carbs from the bread and just have a salad. But, during the height of tomato season, the siren call of a blt is undeniable. I must have one. This beautiful specimen may be the epitome … Continue reading The best BLT (and my first peach pie!)
It’s that time of the evening again. The sun has set, with me as its sole witness on our rooftop deck, and I’m alternating between cold white wine and cold water. I don’t really need dinner after another late lunch, but some ice cream might be nice and, since it’s our final night on this … Continue reading Missing Naxos
Guilderland is not my usual stomping grounds, but I really need to get out that way more often. Last week the allure of Mezze Notte's restaurant week menu beckoned like a siren, you know kind of like a male siren, like this: But, anyway, back to my evening and what I ate. After a brief … Continue reading At home in Italy – dinner at Mezze Notte
I will always remember the hardware store in my hometown, Greenwood Lake, N.Y. Despite the time of day, it always seemed like dusk inside and I can remember being fascinated by the uncountable bins filled with washers, nails, screws and other unnamed shiny metal things. On the hottest of summer days, the store emanated a … Continue reading Bridgeford Hardware
Ah, late August, the season for earthquakes, hurricanes and tomatoes in upstate New York. For the record, of the three, I prefer a glut of tomatoes over an excess of seismic activity or a deluge of rain accompanied by ridiculous winds. I took a bike ride Saturday to the Troy Farmer's Market to pick up a … Continue reading Tomato Pie
Arugula, lightly dressed with special Ligurian olive oil and fresh lemon juice, topped with sliced London broil, local beefsteak tomatoes, sliced fresh mozzarella, slivers of red onion and a chiffonade of my own basil. Who says salad isn't manly?
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