Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
The first musical I ever saw on Broadway was Grease in 1980. I don’t remember much of the show, but I do recall being mesmerized by the costumes, dancing and singing and, really, isn’t that what a musical is all about? On Sunday afternoon I was in the audience for a production of Beautiful: The … Continue reading A Beautiful reason to have come home
Am I alone in thinking that as the days get longer, life gets busier? It feels like the past couple of weeks have been really jam packed with events, work and household tasks, leaving little time for reflecting or writing. I would be remiss, however, if I failed to share my most recent Troy adventure … Continue reading Flowers + Friends + Finn’s = Fun
As a child, my relationship with food was pretty weird stuff. There was a phase when I refused to eat steak other than if I could gnaw on the bone. I was inclined to eat my pancakes with jelly, rather than syrup, and I oddly enough picked soft boiled eggs over fried every time. Vegetables, … Continue reading Liverwurst as love language
Last Sunday, feeling the need for a girls day, a friend and I drove over to Massachusetts to do a little holiday weekend shopping at a favorite dispensary and take a hike. Although the weather was not quite what had been promised, we still had a great afternoon and I can finally say that I’ve … Continue reading Road trip to Great Barrington to a monument and a landmark
A fantastic weekend doesn’t necessarily have to be anything fancy. In fact, a collection of simple moments strung together over the course of 48 hours or so can completely define a great weekend. While the weather may have been The luxury of not leaving the house for my usual Saturday morning errands and yoga and … Continue reading When Saturday shines and Sunday sparkles
After what feels like years, I finally got to Saratoga’s beloved Osteria Danny. I had dined once before in the physical space where Danny is located, many years ago, when it was a northern outpost of my Albany fav, Cafe Capriccio, but hadn’t been able to find my way back until last weekend when circumstances … Continue reading Sunday dinner at Osteria Danny
As a kid, I remember winters felt really long. I understand that memories of childhood can be skewed but, as I recall, winters were cold and snowy. Perhaps not as extreme as the winters my mother told me about from her own girlhood in the Black Forest when, she said, they sometimes couldn’t open the … Continue reading Waiting on winter
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