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Tortilla Flats aka as the place with a waiter who must have flatlined

We stopped in at a little joint Sunday afternoon down in the West Village, Tortilla Flats, hereafter referred to as the place with the worst service.  Ever. Our party of three arrived at what I think of as the "shoulder season" of dining hours, around 3:30 or so.  There was a distinct lack of greeting … Continue reading Tortilla Flats aka as the place with a waiter who must have flatlined →

What I missed

After being back and settled in the DelSo for a week, I thought I'd share what I missed this summer while away. Some of the items on the list, I may take for granted when I'm home, while others are always appreciated. The list is not in any order, although alphabetical would naturally be my … Continue reading What I missed →

A bridge, a baby and some boys

There's almost nothing like the ocean to punctuate time, especially when you're temporarily living on an island which is inaccessible during high tide. The necessity of planning is as explicit and unavoidable as the tide chart adhered to the fridge with a magnet. When the tide is out there's the shallowest of tidal pools under … Continue reading A bridge, a baby and some boys →

At home in Italy – dinner at Mezze Notte

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 →