Has Spring Sprung? Or Is It Lame?

Yesterday I went for a walk in the 60 degree weather, hoping to make a Pedestrian Post with Pictures.  Not only were there no good photo ops, it started to rain on me!  I guess I could have continued to walk in the rain and changed clothes when I got home, but I just wasn’t feeling it.

I only hope they continue to survive!

Before going inside, I went out back where I had previously seen some daffodils, complete with a couple of buds!  My sister Vicki gave me the bulbs some years ago.  After letting them sit in my garage over the winter (which will not surprise regular readers who know that my act is something that I definitely do NOT have together), I planted them and hoped for the best.  Most years they come up.

Bravely trying to bring joy.

I was delighted to notice some snowdrops nearby (I think they are snowdrops). I never planted these.  I wonder if a squirrel or the wind dropped some seeds at some point.  In any case, they are welcome in my yard.  I did not see any crocuses, alas.  Then again, my yard is covered with the leaves I never raked up last fall.  I read on Facebook it was good for wildlife to leave them set till spring.  I always follow advice that tallies with what I felt like doing anyways (but I am not one of those people who goes around asking advice till I hear some I like) (don’t you hate it when people do that?)

The weather took a turn for the colder overnight and currently hovers in the 30’s.  However, it is bright and sunny, so there’s that.  This is the time of year when Mother Nature gets a little bipolar, so I will just hang on and enjoy the ride (was that mixing a metaphor?).

In the meantime, this is my Lame Post Friday blog post.  I want to take a walk while the sun shines, I have to drop my car off for an oil change and inspection, I hope to get to the wine tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor later.  All kinds of stuff on my plate!  I hope you are all having a lovely Friday.

 

Breakfast at Bridge Street

This week my Elks friends and I went to the Bridge Street Diner in St. Johnsville, NY for breakfast.  I had never eaten there, although my late, dearly loved husband Steve and I used to drive through St. Johnsville frequently, when we went to visit his family.  I allowed get-lost time, which I did not need for once.  OK, I drove by the street at first, because I did not see it in time.  It was easy enough to backtrack.

Who doesn’t like a diner with a chicken on the window?

I was early, so when I went in I sat at the counter to enjoy a cup of coffee and some conversation with a guy that worked there.  Actually, I had thought to work on a letter to a friend, but the guy behind the counter was chatty, and I appreciate chatty people.

I purchased a raffle ticket to benefit Ayres Memorial Animal Shelter.  They are hoping to purchase a fancy trap which is good for catching particularly skittish animals.  The guy I was talking to told me a story about how they recently borrowed one for a runaway beagle and it was very effective.  They were raffling off two coolers of cheer.

Lots of booze! In high quality coolers!

I was happy to donate to such a good cause.  I said if I won one of the coolers, I would have to have a BIG party.

My friends soon showed up, and we had a delicious breakfast.  It was well worth the drive from Herkimer to St. Johnsville!

Bridge Street Diner is located at 10 Bridge St., St. Johnsville, NY, phone number 518-568-8018.

 

I Didn’t Waste My Walks

I had a kind of a Terrible Tuesday, which is not one of my features, but now I am all set for a Waste Not Want Not Wednesday post.  For anybody who didn’t know, this is when I share previously unused pictures from my cell phone.

Spring IS coming!

I saw these snowdrops on my cool-down walk after my run on (going to the calendar to check) Yikes! Friday!  How have I not been running since Friday?  Why the hell am I thinking?  Obviously I am not thinking (that is pretty much always the answer to “What were you thinking?”).  But I digress.

The picture did not turn out as well as I had hoped.

I paused to take a picture of a birds nest in a tree on Mohawk Street in Herkimer, NY (where I live) during a longish walk I took on Saturday.  So I have been getting some exercise if not running.  Incidentally, I took two longish walks in the pouring rain on Sunday (it was not raining when I left the house), which quite wore me out.  Apparently I am less resilient in my old age than I was in my younger days.  Alas!

Apparently not the road less traveled.

I add this picture purely for the sake of having three illustrations.  It is a battered street in Ilion, which I photographed as a possible accompaniment to my article for Sentinel Media about the Ilion Village Board of Trustees Meeting on Monday.  This and several other roads will soon have work done on them, as was discussed in the meeting.

One might say that the road picture is symbolic of my life:  not a smooth path, but it just might take me somewhere.  Also, a bare road will be an encouragement for me to get back to running.  I believe I mentioned that I am registered for the Boilermaker 15K in Utica in July.

 

I Quickly Type a Blog Post

Oh dear, one little slip and it just snowballs.  Is that mixing metaphors?  Or merely indulging in cliche?  No matter, it is not a good beginning, but it is even worse that I missed posting two days in a row. I woke up Saturday thinking I would do a Lame Post Friday post, as I had very little brain at my disposal.  Somehow the day got away from me.  Sunday, I had rather a taxing morning and ended up spending the rest of the day on the couch feeling ill.  Today (Monday) I find myself with a short time before I need to go off and do Things, and feel sure that if I do not post now, I will never post again (that was indulging in hyperbole).

Random picture in an attempt to pep up the post.

I do not have time to search my Media Library for something appropriate or mildly connected, so I randomly share this azalea from a neighbor’s yard some few years ago.  I do not think it is there still.  The picture was, of course, taken later in the spring than we are now.  I want to look for crocuses in my yard but fear there will be none.  Winter keeps returning to the Mohawk Valley and saying, “And another thing!”

What would Truman Capote say about this?

I randomly picked a month in my Media Library and found this appropriate illustration!  I have often quoted Truman Capote, “That’s not writing, that’s typing.”  At least I have typed some 250 words.  I am a blogger once again.  I’ll work on being a daily blogger tomorrow.  I may even have something good to blog about.

 

Potato Pancakes for Breakfast at Boulevard

My group of friends that meets weekly for breakfast decided on Boulevard Diner in Whitesboro, NY this week.  I had been there once a long time ago, and I know it has a very good reputation, to I was happy to go there. I knew right where it was, too.  No problemo!

Of course, just because I know where it is does not mean I know how to get there.  In my defense, things  can get a little confusing in the greater Utica area.  It was 2011 when I stopped driving in that area on an almost daily basis.  Also, I have a terrible sense of direction in addition to not reliably knowing my right from my left (that’s a thing, you know, it’s not just me).

Cool clock.

My friends were already there when I found the place but had not ordered yet.  I had no idea what I wanted but found several tempting items on the menu.  I ordered last, which turned out to be a good thing.  Bonnie, who ordered just before me, got Potato Pancakes.  Potato Pancakes!  I didn’t see that, and I don’t remember ever seeing it on a breakfast menu.  I got that, too.  They were delicious.

Before we left, I had to try to win a duck out of the claw machine.  My late, dearly missed husband Steve was really into those machines, so I give them a try once in a while in his memory.  I put two quarters in, realized it needed a dollar, could not find two more quarters. I went back to the table where Michelle nicely gave me two quarters.  I won a duck!

I didn’t have a striped one!

I told Michelle the duck was half hers, but I took it home.  I think she was as pleased as I was that I won it.  Later that day I found I did so have two more quarters, so returned her investment.  Maybe the next time I win a duck in a machine, I will give it to Michelle.

The Boulevard Diner is located at 24 Roosevelt Dr., Whitesboro, NY.

 

An Artistic Interlude

Yesterday when I was in Rome, NY I enjoyed coffee and a scone at the most delightful cafe, Superofficial on West Dominick Street, right next to the Capitol Theatre.  It is actually Superofficial and the Copper Easel Art Gallery, so I enjoyed art and atmosphere as well.

I especially liked the guy shooting the red stuff in the shed, but it does not show up here very well.

I did not want to eat too much, so as not to spoil my lunch, but after much debate I had to try the scone with Rosemary, figs, and goat cheese. It looked more substantial than what I had in mind, but it just sounded so different.  I also had a cup of regular coffee.

You can’t really read the menu, but that’s OK. I understand it changes weekly.

The scone did not disappoint.  The coffee was good, too.  While I ate, I looked around at the art on the walls, all of which was by local artists.  Then I laughed out loud, because I saw a skeleton sitting on the counter.  I love skeletons!

It looks like he’s laughing out loud too!

There were several other customers, most of them looking rather artistic themselves.  Some were working on computers.  I wondered what creative endeavors they were working on.  I myself worked on a letter to a friend, which I believe my friend will appreciate.

Cool logo.

I felt I was in a very artsy spot, and wished there was such a spot in Herkimer (where I live).  Maybe somebody will open one.  In the meantime, I will try to feel creative in the coffee spots I live near, and make sure I stop by Superofficial when I am in Rome.

Superofficial and The Copper Easel are located at 216 W. Dominick St., Rome, NY.  You can find them both on Facebook.

 

Scattered St. Patrick’s Day

I’m not one to  party heartily all day on St. Patrick’s Day (or any other day for that matter, because I poop out too soon and always have).  However, yesterday when I saw a picture on Facebook of a California friend raising a glass with a group in a nicely decorated pub, I thought, “Why am I sitting home?”  I also reasoned that it would make a good blog post.

First I put on as much green as I could muster, which is harder than it sounds, because so many of my clothes do not fit my current rotundity.  I resorted to Christmas socks and one Christmas earring (my three earrings almost never match, and I found two others green enough).  One excuse I decided was the weather was in fact a little Christmas-like.  I figured if anybody called me on it, I would get a very sad look on my face and say, “I thought I looked pretty.”

I went first to the Elks Lodge, where one member called out another member on not wearing green.  He agreed he was not wearing green.  I pointed out that he was Italian, and again he agreed.

“You will wear red on Thursday for St. Joseph’s Day,” I speculated.  Note to self: wear red on Thursday for St. Joseph’s Day (I am part Italian myself).

After one glass of wine (and not a shot of Jameson, although another member offered to buy for anybody who wanted one) I went to the End Zone, where the owner, Brock looked so cute, I asked if I could take his picture.  He agreed, but lamented that I must not think he was cute the rest of the time.

A sly leprechaun. I was going to put “sly little leprechaun” but, well…

After a glass of wine there, I went across the street to Stone Soup American Bistro and Beer Garden in search of food.  I ordered a McDowell’s Big Mick smash burger, which had Cooper cheese, lettuce, pickles, onions and 1127 Sauce.  I chose the 1Velo 2 Pour Red Blend to go with it.  It was yummy!

I also took a picture of the menu, but this is more colorful.

After that I went home to crochet and watch television.  I hope all of you enjoyed your St. Patrick’s Day or run of the mill Tuesday as much.

 

It Is Neither Spring Nor Wednesday

Last week I was making each of my posts for the day before.  Today I will do the opposite and make my Waste Not Want Not Wednesday post on Tuesday (which is today for me, although my WordPress timestamp may disagree).  For one reason, I took two pictures last night that I can use.

Come on, daffodils!

This is outside the Ilion Municipal Building, where I went last night to cover the Village Board of Trustees meeting.  I was so happy to see some flowers!  I fear my own lawn is not similarly blessed.  For one reason, a bunch of snow fell overnight, and I am covered again.

Since I was early for the meeting I took a walk around the building.  I can always use a little more exercise (although I did run over 2 miles that morning).  I remembered there was something there I would also like a picture of.

I like when things are painted on buildings.

This is the back of a building on Otsego Street which houses at least a couple of businesses.  Alas, Moose River Coffee is no longer there.  Beer Belly Bob’s is under new management and goes by the name Beer Bliss.  I am not sure what else is in the building, but perhaps I could go there and check it out.  My local blog readers may want to know.

However, I will not be going there today.  As I said, snow fell, and I am not inclined to shovel.  I wonder if I could wait it out, like I did with the last snowfall.  I think it is worth a try.

 

Yetty’s Is Still Here!

I saw a Facebook post from Yetty’s Pizza and Pasta of Herkimer, NY asking people not to listen to rumors: Yetty’s is still open.  There is a For Sale sign posted in front of the restaurant, but it is open while the owner tries to sell it.  It was good news to me that Yetty’s is still there, because they are open on Sunday.  I went down yesterday and enjoyed a good dinner.

I like the hair band making a skirt on the one Yetty.

I am a big fan of their pizza and the Muffaletta Sandwich, but I was in the mood for pasta.  I got the Ziti Bianco, a vegetarian dish.  It was yummy, and I had leftovers to take home.  I love restaurant leftovers.

While I ate, I noticed the goose dressed for St. Patrick’s Day.  Why I have not included the goose in previous blog posts about Yetty’s, I do not know.

Gotta get me an outfit like that.

I will return to Yetty’s as long as they are open. I only hope that when the place finally sells, the new owner keeps up the tradition of delicious food.

Yetty’s is located at 109 Mohawk St., Herkimer, NY, phone number 315-866-4201.

 

Snowman and St. Patrick’s Saturday

I did not exactly have a Scattered Saturday, but during my gyrations, I thought I might come up with a blog post.  I did not care to drive anywhere; there was not a lot of snow accumulation, but I didn’t trust the roads since we had started out with rain.  Walking would be all right, I thought. I wanted to get to the post office by two to mail out my usual Saturday post cards.

As I walked, I saw something odd at the side of the road.  I couldn’t tell what it was, till I got up close.  It was a snowman head! Not of actual snow, but one of those lawn decorations of wire and plastic. I looked around but did not see a headless snowman anywhere.  I did not want to leave the head to be run over countless times and ruined, so I picked it up and carried it along.  Then I had the idea to stick it in one of the remaining snowbanks.

He fits right in!

And on I went to the post office, where I realized I had lost the glove I took off to take the picture.  Well, I needed the exercise of more walking so retraced my steps till I found the glove.  Phew!  It was cold out, so gloves and hat were needed.

I went on to get some money out of the ATM at Cliff’s (to plug a local business) (yes, Cliff’s has many locations throughout the region, but it is a family-owned business based locally).  Then I was right across from Valley Wine and Liquor (another local business), so I went in for the Saturday wine tasting, which ran from one to four.  I did not purchase any wine, since I was walking and wine bottles can get pretty heavy, but I made notes of what to purchase later.

Regular readers know I like to drink wine.

This picture was actually taken at a previous date.  I wanted to show off my new bracelet from One Of A Kind Designs Handcrafted Jewelry by Debora Bruce.  It is a Facebook based business, run by a friend I have known since elementary school.  She makes some lovely pieces.  I must purchase more.

I did some more walking in the cold and ended up at the Elks Lodge, where I enjoyed a glass of wine.  I took a picture of a fellow Elk who was nicely dressed for St. Patrick’s Day weekend.

I think he had been golfing.

I myself was wearing a little green but failed to take a selfie.  Maybe today when I am out and about.  Since we all seem to be celebrating St. Patrick’s day all weekend.  Or I could wear a toga, because today is the Ides of March.  You know, Julius Caesar? In any case, I have gotten a lengthy (for me) blog post out of my Saturday activities.  If you read the whole thing, I thank you.