Loud people who don’t care can ruin a meal

A loud guy has everybody in the restaurant wincing and making eye contact. What do you do? My good blogging friend Ann Koplow brought up that scenario yesterday in her wonderful post on Years of Living Non-Judgmentally. You can check it out here. In her sticky wicket, everybody else in the restaurant just toughed it…

A powerful Polish meal, cooked by me

Back in November, I wrote a foodie post about my night of cooking a Polish meal for my dear wife Karen and myself. But not being a frequent chef nor food writer, I forgot to take a picture of it before I dug in. Readers got a photo of my empty plate instead. Well, I…

Welcome to March at the Syracuse St. Patrick’s Parade

The happy times will roll down Syracuse’s Salina Street this afternoon. The annual St. Patrick’s Day Parade is a really big deal. For hours and hours, bands will march, floats will be pulled, vintage cars will roll slowly so dignitaries can wave from inside, fire companies will show off their shiniest truck. Dance schools will…

Knock down, stay up

If I don’t get out there with the shovel right quick, my dear wife Karen will have to bob and weave when she walks out to her car a few minutes from now. Yes, this time I’m talking using the shovel reaching up. On the roof of our side porch right this 7:53 a.m. second…

Nothing quite like the sound of a snowmobile on a city night

Once, twice, three times my dear wife Karen and I heard the unmistakeable sound outside our living room window tonight. A snowmobile, going fast, with that trademark engine whine, around our Syracuse city neighborhood. We had almost a foot of snow today. The enthusiast who lives anonymously among us would not let the opportunity slide.…