Never mind how I ended up at Fratello’s Pizzeria in Frankfort, NY, it’s a long story (and I may make it my Lame Post Friday post, but no promises). The point is, I walked in, heard music, and right away saw my niece Kimi and her boyfriend, Matt.
“Boy am I glad to see you!” I said. Friends, music, food, this was the cure I needed.
I loved his sound.
The singer was Tom Maneen (good God, autocorrect tried to make it Hanson!), who I had never heard before. He played acoustic guitar and a wonderful mix of music.
At one point he asked for a Jack Fire. I asked if he had tried Mohawk Valley Fire from Dikin Durt Distillery, which I like to recommend to people when they are having something similar. He said he had tried all their stuff and loved it. It’s always nice to encounter someone who likes the same local business I do.
Matt asked for Cold Play but could not pick one of their great hits. I asked for something from the ’80’s and got “Purple Rain,” which I realized I was writing about with a purple pen. It’s the little things.
We were soon joined by Matt’s friend Dan, who I had met before. I was pleased that I remembered his name, because I usually can only remember one person per name, and I already know a few Dans. Dan was drinking Utica Club, which I mention in order to plug another local business. I told Dan he was going in the blog for that reason. He agreed to it, mentioning that he always drinks UC.
As I said, the evening was just what I needed, even if I did wait till Friday morning to make my Thursday blog post (I don’t know why I feel compelled to point up my lateness, but so it is). I can only hope I get just what I need on Friday.
Mohawk Valley Girl 