Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
I never could have imagined that I would one day return to the hospitality industry after a 30 year career as a school librarian. I mean, hadn’t I become a teacher to leave the restaurant life behind me for a place that promised an eventual pension, good quality healthcare and holidays and summers available to … Continue reading Like a bird up in the sky
…is problematic. It’s the time of the year when many cultures traditionally exchange gifts. There’s a conditioned seasonal impulse to shop with a vengeance joy, often spending beyond our means in an effort to impress others with the amount we care for them. Wait! Am I projecting like the Republicans accusing the Democrats of sexual … Continue reading Holiday shopping…
(As promised, the second part of last weekend. This time, however, the Fired Up is refers to the fire tower out in Grafton and the going up it that was our plan for the early afternoon.) Just like Saturday, I spent much of Sunday outdoors, this time on the east side of the Hudson. My … Continue reading Fired Up, Part 2
Last Saturday, I maneuvered my large cardboard sign into the back of my Mini and drove to the other side of town to take part in the second No King’s demonstration. (Allow me a moment to clarify my own understanding of the title “No Kings.” I completely understand that we don’t have a monarchy in … Continue reading Fired up, Part I
I think it’s pretty clear that my moods (and mental health) are being determined to a great extent by the current situation in the States. Guess we should all get accustomed to being dictated to, right? I can’t understand why the population of what was once a rebellious, independent country, is allowing this travesty of … Continue reading Whatever gets you through the night (and day)
I’ve been hankering for a decent bike ride, preferably on a paved trail with some foliage to be enjoyed, for a couple of weeks. My plan to make that happen last week was thwarted by a midday doctor appointment, so I penciled in Sunday instead. The forecast was for a gorgeous early fall day and … Continue reading Crushing
Bakeries in the Capital Region have generally been a disappointment to me since I arrived in Albany in 1988. I recall being confounded that I could not find a source for Sunday morning powdered sugar dusted crumb cake or my beloved black and white cookies.* At the time, there were two bakeries within walking distance … Continue reading Civitello’s for the win – and the rum cake!
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