This is not the restaurant I spoke of. But it's in the general area. I was bummed to find that large blocks are missing from my digital files; either I relied on C to take pics (which she did, and which I must beg her for copies of) or I used my Camera, not my... Continue Reading →
On a lonely back road
Oh, dear. Composing a blog post on a lonely Sunday night, 2 martinis closer to the work week, is never a good idea. And yet, here I go. My twitter profile popped up earlier. "I like curvy roads." It's true, yet a little too simple for me at the moment. I ended up switching it... Continue Reading →