Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Most people, I think, believe that restaurants are a place to spend some time and take a meal. I suppose for many this is the basic truth. For those folks, though, I feel sad because a quality experience in a restaurant is about so much more than what goes into your mouth. I’ll give you … Continue reading My Dublin home
There’s been a lot of press about the new Pamela Anderson film, one in which she displays a genuine talent for performance rather than just her physical attributes. Thanks to yesterday’s Lunar New Year holiday from school, I finally had an opportunity to catch the movie at its sole late afternoon showing at my neighborhood … Continue reading The Last Showgirl
Me and Boston have some history, with much of it not being very positive. I mean, how could it be? I’ve been a Yankees fan my entire life! Baseball aside, though, there are a myriad of reasons why Boston just never measured up to my own definition of a city. A. It’s kind of small. … Continue reading That time I fell in love in Boston
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
More years ago than I can believe, I worked with a really sweet young man, S, at a restaurant on Lark Street. When we met he was at his best, something I didn’t know until later when I saw him at what was arguably his worst. He was clear eyed, good looking and hardworking, a … Continue reading Crying to Cope
Last Sunday, my fella and I road tripped south to Beacon’s Dia modern art museum. To be completely truthful our destination was completely secondary to the fact that we were seeking a good midway point between Albany and Long Island City. You see, one of my 41 paternal first cousins was in town from Ireland … Continue reading Art (of) Mexican
When I was in Italy last week, I ate some terrific food. There were pastries, pasta, cheeses and seasonal delights such as artichokes and oranges. While I would be hard pressed to declare a single one of those items as “the best” or “my favorite,” I can say without hesitation that the most extraordinary meal … Continue reading Charmed, I’m sure
