Gettin’ huge at Good Golly

Our cruise group leaders JoAnn and Brenda got the gang together again last weekend for breakfast. Put us in one room in a diner in Brewerton, N.Y., and it sure seems like an endless number. Sort of reminds me of a clown car when the bodies keep exiting … Really, though, and not everybody made…

The Hen House passes our breakfast test, eggsellently

The last few times I drove up and down our big and busy road that leads to both the WalMart and BJs and the car wash with a turbo-level vacuum strong enough to hoover Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle’s excess coat at the peak of shedding season, I noticed that yet another establishment had taken…

You want my left arm, too, Mickey D?

So I thought I’d be a little healthier than usual that morning last week, on a dead run trying to squeeze some sort of breakfast in between blogging and my vanity appointment and viewing a matinée showing of Ted 2 and blogging some more. I pulled the Chevy Cruze into the inside lane of the…

OK, I do know you

Rain, rain go away All the Polish people need to come out and eat their kielbasa pierogi golabki with sauerkraut please and thank you. After catching the matinée showing of Inside Out on Father’s Day, my daughter Elisabeth, her boyfriend George Three, and my dear wife Karen and I headed to downtown Syracuse and Clinton…

More cocktail sauce, why didn’t you?

The phone-placed order to the folks at Kream ‘N’ Kone was quite specific. I’m practically a drill seargant about these things. Polite but firm. I want my order to be right after my dear wife Karen and I drive to a place, pick up our food, return, unwrap, and face the plates. Besides, we’ve been…

Let us eat pie

Once upon a time, my dear wife Karen came to Cape Cod without me. She brought her collection of friends for their Girls Getaway to the Happy Cottage, leaving me and Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle to fend for ourselves back in the Little Bitty, as per another of our summer rituals. They ate freshly…

The street of Chatham

My dear wife Karen and I have been to Cape Cod in the Happy Cottage four years in a row now. Long enough to know what we must do to make the near-summer vacation complete. Drive that 15 or so miles down the road to visit Chatham makes the list. This year, though, we crossed…