Malone and I do lunch every couple of months or so. We Syracuse bloggers have to stick together, I figure. Besides, I’ve come to more and more admire the way the mind of this guy works, this fellow who writes The Infinite Abyss(es) here on WordPress as well as The Inevitable Coffee Ring on Tuesdays and The Espresso Shot on Thursdays over at the Syracuse New Times, the same site for which I toil to produce film review and news blogs on Mondays and Thursdays.
I send out the initial email. (Hint-hint, young Christopher.) He doesn’t look. I put a comment on his blog. He comments back and reminds me of the more technologically advanced ways in which he can be reached. (Hint-hint, old Mark.) And thus we meet and eat, and talk about writing and our city and employment search statuses and all sorts of interesting topics.
This week he chose The Brooklyn Pickle, arguably Syracuse’s finest maker of sandwiches and soup, not to mention a potato knish I sometimes bow to and the freshest dill pickle chips, which I always ask for in black plastic side cup because then they always give you more than when they enclose them in the white paper wrap.
I chose to bring up the topic of our common blogging friend Sandra, whome I knew we both consider to be missing in action too much and too long. I came equipped to take a shot — three shots, literally — at luring her back to post again.
Malone misses the beautiful photography and words of her blog Square One Notes.
Sandra tells me that we come from the Bialdez family, a West Coast/East Coast, Mexican/Polish hybrid. So I make the case for mi hermanita.
And while we were leaving, we knew it was time for Malone and Bialczak to make their photographic debut together for the cause, forlorn-selfie style beside the Brooklyn Pickle brick.
We understand busy and life and all of this, Sandra, we really do. Of course this is all meant in fun. But I know we’re not the only bloggers on the WordPress block who miss having you around. Some have asked me of your whereabouts. So I have a pretty good feeling some of them will prove it with comments below.
In any case, Happy December out there in California to you and Erik and Little Flower Oliva!
I’ll pick the post where Sandra drank too much wine with Erik at a family wedding reception and gave us the great before and after photos. What’s your favorite Square One Notes post, and why? Sandra loves listing her fave bands and songs. What’s a sad song to describe your reaction to the non-Square One Notes period? What’s your happy song to coax Sandra out for a post?