Social battery. Drained

Somehow, November weekends have become very busy. This weekend, for instance, there was a Friday night event to attend, a Saturday afternoon baby shower (with an hour+ r/t drive), work Saturday night and then brunch in Woodstock Sunday morning with a couple of girlfriends. It was a multi-country extravaganza with hundreds of people surrounding me. … Continue reading Social battery. Drained

Broken in, not distressed

When I changed into my “chores” jeans, I paused for a moment to consider how many years it had been since I purchased this particular pair of Levi’s. I did the math, thinking back to that long ago trip anniversary to Maine and our visit to the outlets in Freeport. My first and last, so … Continue reading Broken in, not distressed

Fired Up, Part 2

(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

Perfect Hudson Valley Sunday

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

Sense(s)

Taste Finn’s girl dinner: The Caesar salad is a dynamite medley of crisp/crunchy/salty/fishy/cheesy. So good. The fries are a most worthy companion. See Too Much: I love Megan Statler on Hacks and I love her even more in Lena Dunham’s latest project. Both characters are strong, yet surprisingly sensitive, women with a unique perspective and … Continue reading Sense(s)

When an out of town meal prevents you from eating local

One of the highlights of the recent girls weekend in Chicago was dinner at Cabra, Stephanie Izzard’s Peruvian restaurant. On my prior visit to Chicago, I had enjoyed a fantastic evening at the bar of one of Izzard’s other spots, The Girl and the Goat, and I was excited to try another of her venues. … Continue reading When an out of town meal prevents you from eating local

How I spent my last solo day of summer

Slept until 6:00 Took Jeter down the yellowbrick road Finished some writing, did some reading Gathered some of my clothes together for going to the beach Rode my bicycle down to South Pearl Street to jump onto the rail trail Rode to Voorheeseville and home again at a comfortable pace Enjoyed a killer salad of … Continue reading How I spent my last solo day of summer