Hydrant #2

West Cambridge fire hydrant. Do you think just they ran out of red paint, or decided it no longer fit with the neighborhood? And has anyone heard of primer??

Tongue

Tongue and other assorted meats. Kinda scary. Kinda intriguing.

I waffle.

A touch of spring

Tulips (and those daffodil bunches flown in from Ireland for $1.49/bunch at Market Basket): harbingers of spring fever.

Jordan's Furniture

I know it must be the dead of winter because...

A recreational trip to Jordan's furniture seemed like a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon as "3rd wheel" with the Wades. This was my first trip the the Reading store, and it was quite the experience. Trapeze lessons (not for me, this time...), and a giant display including the statehouse, all covered in what look like real jelly beans. What will these guys think of next?? Seriously.


Oh yeah - they have furniture too. Fortunately, most of it was not this disturbingly ugly or covered in mirrors.

Ice Storm Aftermath

Our first real snow of the year finally arrived last Wednesday, finished off with a mass of freezing rain. Not good for driving, but pretty on the twigs.

Parents as Children

Surreal as it is, the way old photos can bring different specs of time into focus, I find it especially surreal to think of my parents as children. Yet, here they are!

Fritz (my father)	Marjorie (my mom)

(I'm knee-deep in another scanning project.)

What's even more disturbing is that if I ever have children of my own, they'll probably find the thought of me as a kid equally improbable. I mean, I marvel at my father's fascination with the invention of masking tape and the lack of disposable plastic products in my parents' youth. My generation still remembers life before the internet. But the 80s just don't seem like they were that long ago!

Meridian St. Bridge

Returning to Boston by air, I'm always amazed at just how happy I am to see the harbor islands, Nahant, Winthrop beach, and the houses that line the water next to the Logan runways. Up close, on the way home, it's a bit grittier, but in late afternoon light, just about anything can look fantastic.

An East Boston beach, just below the Meridian St. Bridge:

And, the heap of salt that sits permanently on the other side of that bridge, in Chelsea:

The end of football

The Superbowl has come and gone, and alas I am free of football till the end of the summer. Here's just a quick nod to some folks with dashed hopes and, yes, matching jerseys.



So cute.

Sevan Baklava

Best baklava...anywhere - better than in Istanbul, even, I think. Pistachio, butter, honey (they have other kinds also) Makes early February in Boston almost bearable, now that we actually are experiencing winter that is.


To find it for yourself, it's at the Sevan bakery in Watertown, on Mt. Auburn St. They also have a fantastic feta dip.