Return to Yetty’s

Yesterday, feeling hungry and remembering how much I love restaurant leftovers, I made my way to Yetty’s in Herkimer.  I ordered a Muffaletta, a marvelous sandwich olives and cold meat on a delightful bun.  I can only eat a quarter of it, leaving three more quarters for my future dining pleasure.

 

Hi, buddy!

Of course I was happy to see the actual Yeti looking down on us diners, of which there were not many, since I was late for lunch and early for dinner.  I had forgotten the pictures I took of him the last time I was there are somewhat blurry.  That will be my excuse for another stop at Yetty’s!

My other excuse is to try another of their delicious desserts.  I had not tried any before but ventured on a piece of carrot cake.  It was yummy!  And huge.  I could not finish it and left the restaurant completely stuffed.

Today I am going to attempt a trip to Hannaford, to purchase some regular food.  Previous to this, my sister Cheryl and my parents have brought me some provisions.  However, I like to take responsibility for my own nutrition.  I was going to use Hannaford To Go but I really want to get a puzzle book with anacrostic puzzles, and you really need to look those over in person. I hope my leg holds out.

Yetty’s Pizza and Pasta of Herkimer is located at 109 Mohawk St., Herkimer, NY.  They are currently open for lunch and dinner Thursday through Sunday.

 

A Welcome Blast from the Past

Yesterday I drove to Little Falls, NY, and back in time to Rock Valley Brewing Co. for their Blast from the Past Music Festival.  The music started at noon, but I got there sometime after one and enjoyed the tunes of One Lime Summer.  There were a lot of people there, many of them wearing fraternity and sorority letters I remembered from my days at Potsdam College.

My friends showed up shortly before two.  We were there to see Double Axle, the premiere bar and beer blast band from the ’70s and ’80s in the greater Potsdam area.  They were celebrating 50 years, looking and sounding very good indeed!

They were fine, yes!

The crowd loved them!  I loved them!  The inevitable happened:  crutches and all, I got up and danced.  It was awkward.  It was silly.  I have no regrets.  Soon other people got up to dance.  Feeling I had done my job, I sat back down and continued to chair dance.  Actually, since I was at a picnic table, I guess I was bench dancing.

I did not stay as long as I would have liked to.  The sun was hot, and I have a bit of sun sensitivity (my late, lovely husband used to say I was part Addams).  However, I stayed long enough to feel deeply satisfied with nostalgia and music.  I think everybody else there was having just as good a time.

Rock Valley Brewing is located at 56 West Mill St., Little Falls, NY.  They are a great place to visit even when they are not hosting a music festival.

 

An Excellent Dinner

Last night I was hungry as well as wanting to get out of the house, so I went to Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant in Herkimer, NY.  I was not disappointed!

One of my go-to places!

It was right around four when I got there, so I had my choice of places to sit.  I ordered broiled haddock with a side of pasta, then got an antipasto salad to take with me, thus ensuring a few meals in the coming days.  I also took some of the fish and pasta home, so I am set!

My waitress was one of my fellow actresses from Ilion Little Theatre, so that was nice.  We were able to enjoy a little chat, although more diners arrived after me, so she was a little busy.  I really miss my theatre friends.  I must make my way back to ILT soon.  I think I saw something about auditions in the coming weeks.  I wonder if there are any parts for actors on crutches (preview of coming events).

As I ate, I enjoyed the music: classic rock from the ’70s and ’80s.  Yes, they are “oldies” now, but so am I.  I embrace it.  I only wish my body had waited till after the Boilermaker 15K to give out as it has, but let me not hark back to my foolish problems.

Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant is located at 650 1/2 German St., Herkimer, NY, phone number 315-866-2600.  They do a booming take-out business as well as offering a full-service sit-down dining experience.

 

Almost a Perfect Tasting

Emboldened by my success with breakfast out yesterday, I went to a wine tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY.  I do love wine.  I checked:  a little bit of wine is not incompatible with the medications I am on (I risk a HIPAA violation to soothe any fears my well-wishers may harbor).  Wines from two wineries were offered.

She was very knowledgeable.

First I tasted wines from Mazza Chautauqua Cellars, a New York State winery using grapes from Long Island.  I did not even know they grew grapes on Long Island.  Anita, the lady pouring, told many things about the wines, but I was not very quick at taking notes.  I enjoyed the Perfect Rose.  The Perfect Bubbly was sweeter than I like, but I am sure it would be perfect for many.

Revelation wines from Columbia Valley in Washington State were next.  This is a third generation winery, making sustainable vegan wines.  I tasted a lot of grapefruit in the Sauvignon Blanc.  The Riesling was sweeter than I like, but then I like really dry wines.

I decided to purchase a bottle of the Perfect Rose.  Anita nicely carried it to the register for me, and a young man carried it to my car.  Two crutches make things awkward, but one does what one can.

Valley Wine and Liquor is located at 326 S. Caroline St., Herkimer, NY.  They have tastings almost every weekend.

 

Back with the Breakfast Club!

Since I drove myself around Herkimer, NY (where I live) twice in the last two days, I made bold to drive to Little Falls to join my Elks friends for breakfast at Ann Street Deli.  I believe I have mentioned that there is a group of us who meet every week for breakfast at various local places.  It was not that far of a drive, after all.  I made it there with no problem, found a parking place close to the door, and went in to await my friends.  I did not have long to wait.

Good for breakfast or lunch!

As you may have guessed by the snow if not the Christmas decorations, this is a picture from earlier this year.  It is difficult to take a picture while gimping along on two crutches.  Sometimes I use one crutch in order to carry something in the other hand but I did not do so this morning.

I had a croissant sandwich with one egg, cheese, and sausage.  It was quite tasty.  I cannot remember the yummy sounding things my friends ordered, but I may order them another time; then I will remember and report back.

More than the good breakfast, I enjoyed the company of my friends.  Being incurable sociable as I am, it was good to talk to people.  Of course I was able to talk to family members this past weekend, but for the most part I have been alone on my couch.  It’s not that I do not enjoy my own company, but you can get too much of a good thing.

I am so delighted to write about a Mohawk Valley Adventure again!  I hope I can have another one soon.

 

First World Problems on Wayback Wednesday

I got out of the house and ran some errands today but, alas, did not take any pictures.  In my defense, my errands were not that exciting in nature.  Also, gimping around on crutches with a bag that may come crashing off my shoulder at any minute is not especially conducive to photographic activities. On the brighter side, I am filled with gratitude and good feelings about humanity.  People at every stop went out of their way to hold doors open for me and had no problems waiting for me while I fumbled with said bag, looking for cash, ID, or whatever.  My only problem now is what to blog about.  I suppose that comes under the heading First World Problems.

Look how cute he is!

I go for a Wayback Wednesday post with a picture from 2017.  This is my late, dearly missed husband Steven outside the library in Arlington, VT.  We were on a visit to his family and were leaching on the library’s WiFi, a most convenient thing to do when one has a laptop, as opposed to the dining-room-table-top it eventually became (oh, here is a handy thing: my Chromebook automatically put in the hyphens which I meant to add after typing in the words with no spaces.  Sometimes technology works in my favor!).

I must do some deck-sitting again.

Here is a shot from 2020,  You can see Steve’s leg on the left.  The sandals I am wearing have sadly broken, and my deck is far from sitting-ready.  That is something I must work on.  However, my leg seems to be tolerating more movement lately, so perhaps I will attempt some chores around the house (preview of coming attractions).  Will chores be blog-worthy?  We shall see.  As always, I hope you will stay tuned.

 

I Voted, I Blogged, I’m Tired

I do not know why this should be a Tired Tuesday.  I did very little today and accomplished almost nothing.  Perhaps it is reaction from my busy weekend, going places in cars then having an MRI on Monday (oops, possible HIPAA violation), then more riding in cars. Of course I am very grateful for the rides.  But never mind all that.  I need to make a blog post.

I mark the occasion.

Today was Primary Day and I voted.  I know, the last time I voted I took a selfie with my “I Voted” sticker.  I meant to do that today but when I got home from voting, I felt singularly deprived of oomph.  In fact, I started making this post on my phone, because I did not even feel I could sit up and reach for my Chromebook.  However, I managed it.  I wanted to continue the post I started, but the only option available to me was “Quick Edit,” which I do not know how to navigate.  Enough of my blogging problems.

This was the first time I drove anywhere since June 4, when I paid my water bill and ate at Yetty’s.  It was perfectly fine driving.  Then I walked carefully on crutches into the VFW to vote.  The fellow there gave me two stickers, because they had two kinds.  I felt I deserved two, since it had taken such an effort to get there.  I know, I know, other people expend much more effort.  I am reminded of the story of the Iraqi grandmother who was pushed I-forget-how-many miles in a wheelbarrow (but it was a lot) so she could vote.  And I don’t think they have very good roads in Iraq.

Arriving home, I put my stickers in the TV Journal.  I took a picture, because I feel I am overusing my Media Library lately.  On the brighter side, I drove myself somewhere.  I can drive myself someplace else, I am sure.  Can Mohawk Valley Adventures be far away?

 

Monsters and Memories

Hello and welcome to another Monstrous Monday blog post.  My Monday became rather monstrous this afternoon for reasons it is too tiresome to reiterate. Suffice it to say, I will be largely immobile for the foreseeable future.  But never mind.  Monday is a day for monsters, and I will indulge in monsters.

Well, here is a cheery skeleton.

These are our skeletons Bonita and Bonaparte.  Bonita is wearing a summer outfit which my late, dearly missed husband Steve put together for her.  It is his shirt and my headband.  He purposely left the tag of the headband showing, because he was going for a Minnie Pearl look.  Minnie Pearl, in case you do not know (she was before some people’s times) always wore a hat with the price tag conspicuously dangling. She was on HeeHaw, a show which was also before some of your times.

Another bony friend.

And while we are on monsters around the house, here is a delightful fellow who used to lounge around at our friends Phyllis and Jim’s house.  Phyllis sadly passed away in 2021.

He was not a monster.

Now that I am feeling melancholy, I do not feel like looking for another monster.  I will instead share a picture of Steven doing one of the things he liked to do best: dancing.  We were dancing to our favorite band, The Posers.  I must see when they are playing again.  Some good music would undoubtedly cheer me up, even if I couldn’t dance.

 

Wrist to Father’s Day

Hello and welcome to another Wrist to Forehead Sunday blog post.  I am lounged on a couch, although I did not exactly swoon to get here.  But I may swoon.  My leg hurts and I cannot keep from complaining about it.  But I shall try.  For one reason, I want to wish all the fathers out there a Very Happy Father’s Day.  I have a pretty terrific father myself.  I have probably mentioned it before.  I rouse myself from my swoon to sing his praises.

A handsome couple.

And here he is, with my lovely mother.  This was taken in 2024, but they are still a handsome couple.  They are a very good couple, too.  They do almost everything together and in general set a good example for other married couples.

A useful guy to know.

My dad is the handiest guy I know.  He can fix or build anything!  Here he is building wooden porch steps over my sadly eaten away concrete porch steps.  I need to get a gutter put up over said steps but somehow have never gotten around to it.

Another sweet picture.

And here are my parents again with my sweet niece Jenna. I believe the occasion was my father’s birthday, which falls in May.  I failed to get him either a birthday or a Father’s Day present this year, which I feel very badly about.  Perhaps I can make it up to him when I am  back on my feet.

So I guess I managed to stop whining about my own ills for long enough to say a little bit about my wonderful father.  I hope the rest of you are having a lovely Father’s Day if you celebrate or a wonderful Sunday if you don’t.

 

 

I Make Some Plans, I Make a Post

Hello and welcome to another post from the couch.  I was having an easier time getting around yesterday, so naturally I overdid it, trying to get a few things done around my house (I was not particularly successful). I am keeping quieter today and will once again make use of my Media Library to share a few pictures and daydream about what I am going to do when I am once again mobile.

Mmmmm…. fresh basil.

I’m afraid I have to kiss my container garden dreams good-bye for this year.  All the greenhouses around here are having big sales to get rid of the rest of their plants.  This is some basil from 2017.  I LOOOOVE fresh pesto.

Play ball!

Here is something I might be able to do yet: attend a game of the Mohawk Valley DiamondDawgs in Little Falls, NY.  I forget how long the season lasts. I will have to find out.

The lawn may have won, but I taught that tree a thing or two!

Yes, I will need to do some things in my back and front yards.  I like to say, I fought the lawn and the lawn won, but I have not even been in fighting condition lately.  But just you wait, lawn!

This desirable property is in move-in condition.

Here is something I will be able to do in my lawn: put up non-plant decorations.  I have birdhouses, and a couple of metal frogs.

And so I make my little plans, as well as my little blog posts.  Once again, I thank you for tuning in.