Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
On a night when the moon is one day shy of full and there’s less than 24 hours standing between you and a four day holiday weekend, it’s hard to get motivated to do much beyond sitting on the back deck with a cold glass of Italian white staring at the moon. What else is … Continue reading Breaking (some of)the rules
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
Remember that weekend trip to Las Vegas a couple of months ago? The one where we economized by staying with friends rather than renting an airbnb or getting a hotel? Well, turns out that our lovely and free nights being hosted ending up costing me an unexpected $600+. How did that happen? Our gracious hosts … Continue reading $600 hair appliances and other current obsessions
I miss the ritual of getting dressed in what I’ve come to learn is the perfect combination of cool and warm layers for the weather. I miss the smells and views of my route. Fabric softener, especially on Sundays, lilacs in spring, freshly cut grass… Running is an exercise which captivates so many senses for … Continue reading I miss running
Although I may have the felt the absence of my uncle each day I was in Germany, I was at no loss for companionship. My steady travel companion of recent years, N, was beside me for all of the trip, early morning walks notwithstanding. In addition to his company, the timing of our trip proved … Continue reading Easter Weekend in the Black Forest with a Roman, a couple of Spaniards and a mess of Germans
These last few days in the Black Forest have been filled with both emotion and memories. This is the first time I’ve come to this part of Germany, the area where my family comes from, since being here 7 years ago with my youngest son and my Uncle Wolfgang. Walking the stone streets of Freiburg … Continue reading Finding Wolfgang
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