Monday, November 16, 2009

Where Am I?.....





An exclusive villa in the hills of Tuscany? Maybe a little summer house on the French Riviera? Or possibly a love nest of the rich and famous in Provence? Retreat on the Big Sur? No, it’s much better! It’s right here under our Lexington Park feet. See that little blank space over the door? Our wait has been rewarded; we can now be “family”, because before long we can go to the long awaited Olive Garden! Right here in the land of Colonial and Victorian architecture, we’ve got this corporate formula rock thing rising from the ground. The first of the “restaurant row” places has finally become recognizable. We still have the Red Robin, some Texas Roadhouse Steak O’Rama (or something like that), and a couple more to go. I thought that the development plan called for a buffer from the river of steel on Rte. 235, but no, “sore thumb” comes to mind. No berm as on the other side of the road which partially obscures the Chick-Fil-A, the Bob Evans, the Ruby Tuesday. So the “Waldorfization” of Lexington Park continues.

On has to wonder where the cadre of new “Hi I’ms” will come from. More ineptness on the way. All that to give you the never ending salad bowl…it never ends.

Positive Section

For many of you who: a) watch television, and the fewer b) that watch PBS, I would call your attention to several programs with “Sherlock Holmes” in the title. Sometimes it’s called “the further adventures of” or “the casebook of” but it always has his name. Sherlock is portrayed by Jeremy Brett, and interesting character in his own right. Although some of the stories are a bit pithy, watching him is a real joy. Little raises of eyebrows, a slight upturn of the lips, a steely sideways glance while he deduces something not readily apparent to either us or the somewhat bumbling Dr. Watson are great. Not being terribly familiar with the fictional Holmes, I’m not sure how many stories are true to Conan Doyle, but it’s great fun to watch. Why are British TV shows so much better than ours??

Weekend

Not much startling to report from the flutters weekend, mostly dining “in” although we did attend the St. Mary’s County Historical Society’s Brunch yesterday at the “O Club” on base. An enjoyable drive to the old haunt in the first sunlight in days, it was a good outing. The program was given by Robert Hall (no relation to clothing) who is from the Point Lookout Lighthouse group that is doing the restoration. Lots of history and facts about the lighthouse which was a pretty important feature of the Chesapeake. The light was extinguished in 1965 (as memory serves), and his group is trying to restore it to the 1927 condition. The Lighthouse design is identical to the one at Cove Point, which I think was a common design by the Government. An interesting thing is that one of the keepers from 1869 - 1871 and again from 1908 to 1912 was named William Moody.

As to the food, it was the standard O Club buffet, although it was better than we had feared and remembered. Of course nothing is ever as bad or as good as you remembered last time.

Other than that, an ordinary weekend with the Spartans winning a game they didn’t deserve and some close Pro games. Only for the brunch did we

DFD

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