I knew it was coming, too many stars were aligned for it not to happen.
Stars in East Lansing:
Michigan State wins their first two games of the season, outscoring their opponents 72 to 6, with one of them being a shutout.
Their opponents in these games were the football powers of Youngstown State and Florida Atlantic.
Last year, they beat Notre Dame with that now famous fake field goal to win in overtime. Stinging defeats like that linger in the memories a long time, and smolder.
Despite the best efforts of the coaching staff, visions of BCS championships were no doubt dancing in the heads of the Spartans.
Stars in South Bend;
Notre Dame has their return to glory sidelined by losing their first two games in a fairly humiliating way. Their season opener at home is fumbled away in front of the stunned Irish fans.
Their second game is lost in the final play of the game in the “big house” at the University of Michigan and their (at times) dazzling quarterback.
They were returning to South Bend to face the hated Spartans, with any chance of season success hanging in the balance.
They align:
I tuned in to NBC, er, excuse me, “The Notre Dame Football Network” at 3:30. The first 15 minutes or so was the typical media idolatry of the Legendary Football Heritage of Notre Dame. Finally we get to the game, and of course Notre Dame marches down the field and scores much to the delight of the home crowd. The announcers were giddy.
Okay, my good Domer friend, you can probably stop reading now, and allow me my yearly rant regarding your favorite team, and yes, I owe you lunch. It’s like watching a train wreck. You try to look away but you can’t. I knew the writing was on the wall when the Spartan’s kickoff after mustering a field goal was returned for a touchdown.
Besides what was going on on the field, the announcers made me routinely reach for the mute button. The color man on almost every play said something like “I LOVE what they’re doing spreading the field”, or “I LOVE how they’re running their routes”; who the hell cares what you LOVE? And in his rhapsody he routinely missed players names.. “A great run by Smith!”; play by play man: actually (whatever his name was) it was Jones.. Well I LOVED how he made that cut. And near the end of the first half, he pontificated that “Good teams will do a controlled march down the field and score”. To their credit, the Irish did just that, scoring with about three minutes left. I don’t believe I heard that phrase when the Spartans came right back and did the same, only to try a repeat of the fake field goal (c’mon Dantonio? You thought they forgot?) failed pitifully. A game ending interception sent the Spartans back to East Lansing waiting for next week and Central Michigan!
Behavior of "The Stars"
And lastly, I know that the Irish players are young, and are disappointed with their performance prior to this game, and so on. But apparently none of them had ever made a tackle, or knocked down a pass in the backfield, sacked a quarterback because every time they did that, it was cause for massive rejoicing, chest bumping and general “Look at ME” behavior. One time a Cousins pass (well, more than once) sailed three feet over the potential receiver’s head by a, and the defender acted like he just won the super bowl (which is probably where he thinks he will be). And after scoring a touchdown, one of the Notre Dame players made some sort of sign (not the bird) toward the stands, whereupon he got flagged for whatever. When he reached his bench, his outraged teammates assaulted him with back slaps, wide grins, and high fives. The poor humiliated player was laughing.
And to be fair, as I always am, this behavior is becoming more the rule than the exception throughout college football. Whatever happened to making a play/interception/touchdown; handing the ball to the referee and generally acting like “I do this all the time, it’s no big deal”. Ever see Jimmy Brown do a victory dance in the end zone? I think not.
Okay, Domer, let’s do lunch!
Anniversary
Eight years ago today, we were visited by Hurricane Isabel..
And she was definitely
DFD(estruction)
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Friday of This and That.....
As the temperatures go down, the events go up. A couple of biggies this weekend are the Artsfest at Annemarie Gardens, and the Taste of St. Mary’s. There’s also the Charles County Fair.
To Do
The Artsfest is the annual display of craft and music. We have been there in years past, but probably not for the last four or five years. This year they feature 150 artists for the juried show, and over 20 bands. Two days, no fee to park, but $6 to enter. The schedule is printed in the “weekend” section of the paper. I note that there is a band per hour from 11 to 4 both days. Take that for what it’s worth.
Literally and figuratively, a little closer to home is the also annual Taste of St. Mary’s, held on the square in Leonardtown. No fees to enter or park, but you will need tickets for sampling the food from about a dozen local restaurants. I was surprised to learn that the Taste of ST. MARY’S will also include one of the Stoney’s properties. Gee, I thought they were in Calvert. Turns out that “they” are a member of the St. Mary’s Chamber of Commerce (the sponsor of the event), so I guess they are “legal”. Of course more familiar venues will be represented, like Café Des Artistes, Morris Point, Quality Street, and others. Apparently the Tides will be there this year. Anyway, it’s a good chance to try some of the fare of places you don’t normally visit, but maybe you will after the Taste. That’s the whole idea (besides raising funds for the Chamber).
There’s the Pax Velo, the annual bicycle event sort of sponsored by Mike’s Bikes. Begins and ends at Leonardtown campus of CSM. Kind of a touring ride. Starts at 7 am tomorrow. Have fun..Don't wake me up!
Guess that’s enough of that. pick something and get out of the house!
Moon and Sun
As I often mention living on the water has its rewards, although dues are paid through coastal flooding, storms that have names, and things like that. Last night, the (waning?) full moon was on display and I put the camera on the tripod and took a few shots.
Actually I took many playing with the dials and buttons on the camera. Smarter than me, but good practice. And after you sleep on it, the day begins anew
Finally Food..
A short addenda to my recounting of a luncheon visit to CD yesterday. It should be noted that it is just that, experiences with many lunches. We hardly (never?) eat there for dinner. The aforementioned wait, noise, crowded condtions usually trumps the food for dinner..
And another addenda to the little post about magazine things of interest. Space didn’t permit me to include one from “Cook’s Country” an arm of the Kimball empire. Like most of his publications there are “tips” in front sent in by readers to make your culinary life easier. The one that caught my eye was from a reader in Kenosha, Wisconsin (yeah, you betcha!). She divulged a family secret of keeping a little plastic knife in her canisters of baking stuff. She gave us the blinding flash of genius that: “by scraping the excess off the top of the measuring cup, my baking is more precise!”. Sometimes ya gotta wonder. What do they take us for?
At least we don’t need a tip to tell us to
DFD
To Do
The Artsfest is the annual display of craft and music. We have been there in years past, but probably not for the last four or five years. This year they feature 150 artists for the juried show, and over 20 bands. Two days, no fee to park, but $6 to enter. The schedule is printed in the “weekend” section of the paper. I note that there is a band per hour from 11 to 4 both days. Take that for what it’s worth.
Literally and figuratively, a little closer to home is the also annual Taste of St. Mary’s, held on the square in Leonardtown. No fees to enter or park, but you will need tickets for sampling the food from about a dozen local restaurants. I was surprised to learn that the Taste of ST. MARY’S will also include one of the Stoney’s properties. Gee, I thought they were in Calvert. Turns out that “they” are a member of the St. Mary’s Chamber of Commerce (the sponsor of the event), so I guess they are “legal”. Of course more familiar venues will be represented, like Café Des Artistes, Morris Point, Quality Street, and others. Apparently the Tides will be there this year. Anyway, it’s a good chance to try some of the fare of places you don’t normally visit, but maybe you will after the Taste. That’s the whole idea (besides raising funds for the Chamber).
There’s the Pax Velo, the annual bicycle event sort of sponsored by Mike’s Bikes. Begins and ends at Leonardtown campus of CSM. Kind of a touring ride. Starts at 7 am tomorrow. Have fun..Don't wake me up!
Guess that’s enough of that. pick something and get out of the house!
Moon and Sun
As I often mention living on the water has its rewards, although dues are paid through coastal flooding, storms that have names, and things like that. Last night, the (waning?) full moon was on display and I put the camera on the tripod and took a few shots.
Actually I took many playing with the dials and buttons on the camera. Smarter than me, but good practice. And after you sleep on it, the day begins anew
Finally Food..
A short addenda to my recounting of a luncheon visit to CD yesterday. It should be noted that it is just that, experiences with many lunches. We hardly (never?) eat there for dinner. The aforementioned wait, noise, crowded condtions usually trumps the food for dinner..
And another addenda to the little post about magazine things of interest. Space didn’t permit me to include one from “Cook’s Country” an arm of the Kimball empire. Like most of his publications there are “tips” in front sent in by readers to make your culinary life easier. The one that caught my eye was from a reader in Kenosha, Wisconsin (yeah, you betcha!). She divulged a family secret of keeping a little plastic knife in her canisters of baking stuff. She gave us the blinding flash of genius that: “by scraping the excess off the top of the measuring cup, my baking is more precise!”. Sometimes ya gotta wonder. What do they take us for?
At least we don’t need a tip to tell us to
DFD
Thursday, September 15, 2011
C's, D's, Skins and Fat...
Lunch, as I often have said is a nice chance to catch up with friends without the pressures of dinner. So yesterday I caught up with a regular luncheon companion and we decided to meet at CD Café on the Solomons.
I have often ragged on CD for their “no reservations” policy, and still do, but for lunch I will give them a pass. I arrived around 12:30 and gave my name and party size (2) and retired to the hard benches in the hall. At least they could provide comfortable seating. But no, only those hard benches. Five minutes into our “about 20 minute” wait my companion arrived and we chatted in the relative silence of the hall. A few minutes later we were beckoned, and entered the dining space. I will not regurgitate my feelings of the area, but it is too small for the amount of tables (you can touch at least two or three from yours) and the noise can be deafening. Table A is occupied by ladies who lunch and are having a good time and their laughter can escalate into upper registers. So, Table B, has to raise their voices to be able to converse, where upon Table A is forced to elevate their noise, and Table C is required to follow suit in louder terms just to talk. This upward spiral of dB’s is known as “cocktail party syndrome” and is a familiar phenomenon to acoustical engineers. If everybody would just “hush” it would work.
We were approached by our server who tried to announce her name and I think told us she would be “serving us” and enumerated the off the menu choices. We opted for a couple of glasses of wine and had a chance to converse in elevated voices. Eventually we got around to ordering, and my friend chose the Curried Chicken Salad, and I went with a special of Grilled Shrimp with Penne pasta.
I have often wondered why CD remains packed and a continual place of choice on the Solomons. Too many tables, not much atmosphere, zero view, too loud, under staffed, and no (dinner) reservations. Yet, they survive and prosper. Why? Because over the years they have honed a menu that provides a wide selection of good choices, all of which have proven the test of time. The specials are usually interesting. The food is always good to above average. I personally think that their spiced dishes are overly so, and that salads are under dressed. But, that’s just me. You are you.
So anyway, I ordered the grilled shrimp over Penne pasta special and my friend took the reliable curried chicken salad.
And geez, I am finally getting to the point of all this. My dish had three grilled shrimp, on a bed of Penne pasta with bits of tomato and wilted spinach, with a tasty garlicky broth. Okay, here it is: How freaking hard is it to peel tomatoes? You pay prep chefs, why not get rid of the skins? Yes, it takes longer, and maybe you lose a little bright red in the dish. I ate the pasta, but then had to pull the bits of skins from the tomatoes off my teeth. PEEL THEM! You see it all the time.. sandwich? Skins on the slices. Salads? more skins. It cheapens the dish. Please.
And then we get to the shrimp. The shrimp on the pasta were about thumb size. Have you ever noticed that the peeled and deveined shrimp usually have that little string of fat on each side of the cut on the back? It’s tough and not attractive and you’re forced to peel it or eat it. I always pick it off. I try to place it prominently on the plate for the server to observe, but mostly it’s ignored. What a better presentation if it were gone. How hard is that? Leave it on, it's not attractive. Pull it off, and it’s a nice piece of shrimp. I don’t want to have to do it, it’s your problem. Make me happy, remove it.
So we had a nice lunch, the food was good, but gee it could have been much more enjoyable with a little more care in the kitchen. Peel and pick!
I will give them high marks for consistency. As I said, the food is always reliable and good, and the specials give some flexibility for the diner from their proven standards on the menu. But they are also consistently crowded, loud, bustling, and you will most likely have a wait. You have to decide if the food justifies the other. You know what you will be in for if you go. Choices, choices..
And still you must be
DFD
I have often ragged on CD for their “no reservations” policy, and still do, but for lunch I will give them a pass. I arrived around 12:30 and gave my name and party size (2) and retired to the hard benches in the hall. At least they could provide comfortable seating. But no, only those hard benches. Five minutes into our “about 20 minute” wait my companion arrived and we chatted in the relative silence of the hall. A few minutes later we were beckoned, and entered the dining space. I will not regurgitate my feelings of the area, but it is too small for the amount of tables (you can touch at least two or three from yours) and the noise can be deafening. Table A is occupied by ladies who lunch and are having a good time and their laughter can escalate into upper registers. So, Table B, has to raise their voices to be able to converse, where upon Table A is forced to elevate their noise, and Table C is required to follow suit in louder terms just to talk. This upward spiral of dB’s is known as “cocktail party syndrome” and is a familiar phenomenon to acoustical engineers. If everybody would just “hush” it would work.
We were approached by our server who tried to announce her name and I think told us she would be “serving us” and enumerated the off the menu choices. We opted for a couple of glasses of wine and had a chance to converse in elevated voices. Eventually we got around to ordering, and my friend chose the Curried Chicken Salad, and I went with a special of Grilled Shrimp with Penne pasta.
I have often wondered why CD remains packed and a continual place of choice on the Solomons. Too many tables, not much atmosphere, zero view, too loud, under staffed, and no (dinner) reservations. Yet, they survive and prosper. Why? Because over the years they have honed a menu that provides a wide selection of good choices, all of which have proven the test of time. The specials are usually interesting. The food is always good to above average. I personally think that their spiced dishes are overly so, and that salads are under dressed. But, that’s just me. You are you.
So anyway, I ordered the grilled shrimp over Penne pasta special and my friend took the reliable curried chicken salad.
And geez, I am finally getting to the point of all this. My dish had three grilled shrimp, on a bed of Penne pasta with bits of tomato and wilted spinach, with a tasty garlicky broth. Okay, here it is: How freaking hard is it to peel tomatoes? You pay prep chefs, why not get rid of the skins? Yes, it takes longer, and maybe you lose a little bright red in the dish. I ate the pasta, but then had to pull the bits of skins from the tomatoes off my teeth. PEEL THEM! You see it all the time.. sandwich? Skins on the slices. Salads? more skins. It cheapens the dish. Please.
And then we get to the shrimp. The shrimp on the pasta were about thumb size. Have you ever noticed that the peeled and deveined shrimp usually have that little string of fat on each side of the cut on the back? It’s tough and not attractive and you’re forced to peel it or eat it. I always pick it off. I try to place it prominently on the plate for the server to observe, but mostly it’s ignored. What a better presentation if it were gone. How hard is that? Leave it on, it's not attractive. Pull it off, and it’s a nice piece of shrimp. I don’t want to have to do it, it’s your problem. Make me happy, remove it.
So we had a nice lunch, the food was good, but gee it could have been much more enjoyable with a little more care in the kitchen. Peel and pick!
I will give them high marks for consistency. As I said, the food is always reliable and good, and the specials give some flexibility for the diner from their proven standards on the menu. But they are also consistently crowded, loud, bustling, and you will most likely have a wait. You have to decide if the food justifies the other. You know what you will be in for if you go. Choices, choices..
And still you must be
DFD
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Browsing...
Well, MFO and the Momster are headed down the road for Richmond with a friend from SMCHS to attend the annual meeting of the AASLH. Yikes! More acronyms! Well, the friend is from the St. Mary’s County Historical Society, and they’re going to the American Association of State and Local History’s meeting. There’s stuff on preservation of photographs, papers, and stuff like that. They will be returning full of knowledge on Saturday. I doubt that there will be any dining opportunities for them..
So, back here there’s not much going on except chain restaurants sprouting like mushrooms. I’ve been having some time to peruse some of the magazines that arrive almost daily, and there are a few factoids that might be worth passing along. In no particular order…
September Feast Magazine (another St. Louis foodie freebie): A nice article about Bob’s Seafood, the legendary (well, maybe quite famous) fish market that began as an open air stall in the “Loop” in University City that was stocked weekly by a run to Louisiana by (guess who) Bob Mepham. Now located on Olive Boulvard they continue to supply many of the better known restaurants in St. Louis with seafood (Annie Gunn’s, Monarch, etc.). While still in St. Louis, I used to frequent the store on the loop for our seafood. Eclectic place, but increase in business demanded a larger venue. There was also an unrelated little article on “berberechos”. It is left to the reader to find out what those are…
Sept/Oct Imbibe: A nice article on Irish Whiskey. Another exercise for the interested reader is to research the use of the letter “e” in the word, both in America and abroad. Anyway, the gist of the article is the exploding popularity of Irish whiskey. Imbibe’s thrust is toward the “mixologist” side of things with lots of esoteric multi ingredient stuff so they sully the straight whiskey with recipes for such drinks as:
The Lost Barrell
1 ½ Oz blended Irish Whiskey (okay, check)
¾ Oz. Domaine de Conton ginger liqueur (what?)
½ Oz. fresh lemon juice (easy)
½ Oz. demerara syrup [1:1] (what the hell is that?)
Guess I won’t be making that tonight.. I’ll stick with my DMOTHRWAT.. Anyway, they list several Irish offerings, most of which I tried when I was in Ireland. Kelbeggan; Powers; Redbreast; Greenore (my favorite); although they left off Paddy’s..
September bon appétit (The Restaurant Issue): features the “Best New Restaurants of 2011” as selected by Andrew Knowlton, who calls himself the “BA Foodist”. Yuchhh… Anyway his top choice is Husk, in Charleston, SC, and features their pork chop with wood fired leeks, and spicy kale. Looks good. We’ll spare the rest, but cities include San Francisco, Seattle, Robbinsdale (MN), Philly, Chicago, LA, Long Island City, Austin, and Cambridge. Somehow, the Olive Garden in California, Maryland didn’t place. Oh, neither Gwyneth Paltrow or the word “best” made the cover..
The Wine Advocate, Issue 196. An exhaustive review of wines from California’s Central Coast, and Washington, Part I. Interesting reading from the popularly available Central Coast labels like Au Bon Climat; Cambria; Fess Parker (a $50 Pinot with 93 points); Ojai; etc., to lesser (or un)known bottles. An example would be a box of three bottles and one magnum of 2008 Syrah Cumulus Vineyard from the Next of Kyn, which Mr. Galloni (one of Mr. Parker’s stable of tasters) awarded 94 -96 points. Oh, the price? A mere $1,100. Washington weighs in with not only the familiar Columbia Crest (mostly upper 80’s points), but many smaller vineyards. A nice reference to keep.
Off (Current) Topic
And if you haven’t given up yet, I’m going to sneak in a little, well, not quite a rant, but an observation on the recently concluded US Open Tennis Tournament. A field of mostly non-American players with multisyllabic names but generally the stars of the tennis universe. In every sport, there are what I would term “gentlemen and ladies” of the sport. Tom Watson and Julie Inkster in Golf, Cal Ripken in baseball, Rebecca Lobo or maybe Cheryl Miller in basketball, and maybe you could throw in Bill Russell. Players who just play at a high level, they don’t dance, taunt, scream, or pound their chest. They just play and play well. Players like that in the US Open were few and far between. I think maybe Roger Federer can join that crowd, but who else? It’s hard for me to endure those screaming women or grunting men shot after shot after shot. And I guess have to admit that I was pleased that the coronation of Serena Williams was side tracked by an unassuming Sam Stosur. Serena stopped short of threatening to shove another tennis ball down the throat of a lines person, but again melted down at the thought that she had to play by the rules and not scream “come on!” while the ball was in play. And what (to me) is worse, after the match she’s all sweetness and light, just a smiling charmer. Right.
Although I might occasionally scream
DFD(!)
So, back here there’s not much going on except chain restaurants sprouting like mushrooms. I’ve been having some time to peruse some of the magazines that arrive almost daily, and there are a few factoids that might be worth passing along. In no particular order…
September Feast Magazine (another St. Louis foodie freebie): A nice article about Bob’s Seafood, the legendary (well, maybe quite famous) fish market that began as an open air stall in the “Loop” in University City that was stocked weekly by a run to Louisiana by (guess who) Bob Mepham. Now located on Olive Boulvard they continue to supply many of the better known restaurants in St. Louis with seafood (Annie Gunn’s, Monarch, etc.). While still in St. Louis, I used to frequent the store on the loop for our seafood. Eclectic place, but increase in business demanded a larger venue. There was also an unrelated little article on “berberechos”. It is left to the reader to find out what those are…
Sept/Oct Imbibe: A nice article on Irish Whiskey. Another exercise for the interested reader is to research the use of the letter “e” in the word, both in America and abroad. Anyway, the gist of the article is the exploding popularity of Irish whiskey. Imbibe’s thrust is toward the “mixologist” side of things with lots of esoteric multi ingredient stuff so they sully the straight whiskey with recipes for such drinks as:
The Lost Barrell
1 ½ Oz blended Irish Whiskey (okay, check)
¾ Oz. Domaine de Conton ginger liqueur (what?)
½ Oz. fresh lemon juice (easy)
½ Oz. demerara syrup [1:1] (what the hell is that?)
Guess I won’t be making that tonight.. I’ll stick with my DMOTHRWAT.. Anyway, they list several Irish offerings, most of which I tried when I was in Ireland. Kelbeggan; Powers; Redbreast; Greenore (my favorite); although they left off Paddy’s..
September bon appétit (The Restaurant Issue): features the “Best New Restaurants of 2011” as selected by Andrew Knowlton, who calls himself the “BA Foodist”. Yuchhh… Anyway his top choice is Husk, in Charleston, SC, and features their pork chop with wood fired leeks, and spicy kale. Looks good. We’ll spare the rest, but cities include San Francisco, Seattle, Robbinsdale (MN), Philly, Chicago, LA, Long Island City, Austin, and Cambridge. Somehow, the Olive Garden in California, Maryland didn’t place. Oh, neither Gwyneth Paltrow or the word “best” made the cover..
The Wine Advocate, Issue 196. An exhaustive review of wines from California’s Central Coast, and Washington, Part I. Interesting reading from the popularly available Central Coast labels like Au Bon Climat; Cambria; Fess Parker (a $50 Pinot with 93 points); Ojai; etc., to lesser (or un)known bottles. An example would be a box of three bottles and one magnum of 2008 Syrah Cumulus Vineyard from the Next of Kyn, which Mr. Galloni (one of Mr. Parker’s stable of tasters) awarded 94 -96 points. Oh, the price? A mere $1,100. Washington weighs in with not only the familiar Columbia Crest (mostly upper 80’s points), but many smaller vineyards. A nice reference to keep.
Off (Current) Topic
And if you haven’t given up yet, I’m going to sneak in a little, well, not quite a rant, but an observation on the recently concluded US Open Tennis Tournament. A field of mostly non-American players with multisyllabic names but generally the stars of the tennis universe. In every sport, there are what I would term “gentlemen and ladies” of the sport. Tom Watson and Julie Inkster in Golf, Cal Ripken in baseball, Rebecca Lobo or maybe Cheryl Miller in basketball, and maybe you could throw in Bill Russell. Players who just play at a high level, they don’t dance, taunt, scream, or pound their chest. They just play and play well. Players like that in the US Open were few and far between. I think maybe Roger Federer can join that crowd, but who else? It’s hard for me to endure those screaming women or grunting men shot after shot after shot. And I guess have to admit that I was pleased that the coronation of Serena Williams was side tracked by an unassuming Sam Stosur. Serena stopped short of threatening to shove another tennis ball down the throat of a lines person, but again melted down at the thought that she had to play by the rules and not scream “come on!” while the ball was in play. And what (to me) is worse, after the match she’s all sweetness and light, just a smiling charmer. Right.
Although I might occasionally scream
DFD(!)
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Plugging along
Well, by the time you, dear reader, lay eyes on this it should be transparent what sort of process created it. It will hopefully be invisible to you that I have been sitting screaming at an inanimate screen that doesn’t care what little icon I click, or that I have spent twenty minutes doing what I normally do in three. I apologize for the little upheaval here, and experience has taught me that eventually I will (with no choice) adapt and live goes on. Until they want to improve things again..
One reader was kind enough to pass on the following quote which sort of characterizes my feelings…
Normal people believe that if it isn't broke, don't fix it. Engineers believe that if it ain't broke, it doesn't have enough features yet.
I think the good folks at google should pay attention..
Anyway, in the real world, it’s been kind of busy. Yesterday (Saturday) I went and looked at the folks ready to plant oysters in St. Mary’s river.. Lots of Volunteers,
As far as the chapel went, it was Woodland Indian Discovery Day at the City, which brought out lots of folks and kids to learn about the native Americans who were here when the colonists arrived. I had about sixty five folk visit the chapel and it is always fun to tell the story. Some are quite knowledgeable (those are the dangerous ones!) and others just want to listen.
Leading up to the day we experienced some interesting weather, complete with storms as Lee was “Leeving” the scene.
and I have been told the are the result of the interaction of tides and water current. Upwelling and downwelling kind of thing. I once learned the name of the phenomenon, but I can’t find it. Begins with “L” as I recall..
Food Hook
Just to keep the food chops active, I had a couple of lunches lately, one at Bollywood in San Souci, and also the Tides. A few chinks here and there, like the luncheon dish arriving with both ordered sides wrong, and slightly scant portions on the Indian buffet. The luncheon situation was corrected graciously. We also had dinner at the Dry Dock, and I’m happy to report things are evening out there. Service has smoothed and the kitchen still delivers pretty tasty food.
So, that’s about all there is today, although we may go up to the Blue Crab’s baseball game. More on that later
And yes, nervous reader, I will conclude with
DFD
One reader was kind enough to pass on the following quote which sort of characterizes my feelings…
Normal people believe that if it isn't broke, don't fix it. Engineers believe that if it ain't broke, it doesn't have enough features yet.
I think the good folks at google should pay attention..
Anyway, in the real world, it’s been kind of busy. Yesterday (Saturday) I went and looked at the folks ready to plant oysters in St. Mary’s river.. Lots of Volunteers,
no oysters at the time. The vehicles delivering the bivalves experienced mechanical troubles and were beside the road somewhere on Indian Bridge Road. Since I had “chapel duty” at historic St. Mary’s City, I had to leave before the oysters arrived, but I’m sure the intrepid St. Mary’s River Watershed folk got the job done.
As far as the chapel went, it was Woodland Indian Discovery Day at the City, which brought out lots of folks and kids to learn about the native Americans who were here when the colonists arrived. I had about sixty five folk visit the chapel and it is always fun to tell the story. Some are quite knowledgeable (those are the dangerous ones!) and others just want to listen.
Leading up to the day we experienced some interesting weather, complete with storms as Lee was “Leeving” the scene.
I’ve always said, that something is always happening on the river. We often see these “lines” in the river,
Food Hook
Just to keep the food chops active, I had a couple of lunches lately, one at Bollywood in San Souci, and also the Tides. A few chinks here and there, like the luncheon dish arriving with both ordered sides wrong, and slightly scant portions on the Indian buffet. The luncheon situation was corrected graciously. We also had dinner at the Dry Dock, and I’m happy to report things are evening out there. Service has smoothed and the kitchen still delivers pretty tasty food.
So, that’s about all there is today, although we may go up to the Blue Crab’s baseball game. More on that later
And yes, nervous reader, I will conclude with
DFD
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