Posted by Goody on 05/6/08 in Arts and Entertainment
Jason found himself quite annoyed at the two tractor-trailers that had boxed him in on the 205. Here he was in his little old white punch bug of a car sandwiched between the two monster rigs. He cringed every time he wondered whether they had been drinking or not or had a good nights sleep. One mistake and he would be road kill. He laughed out loud thinking it would be nice right now if this little bug really was Herbie.
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Jason And The Seven - A Story Of Odd Sorts
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Posted by Goody on 04/7/08 in Finance, Food and Drink
One thing I have to say for Prose, an Arlington MA eatery, is that it is aptly named; it is
entirely a prosaic affair, nothing poetic happening here.
The decor is strictly utilitarian in this storefront bistro. Some
pictures adorn the walls in a quasi-artistic arrangement. The tables
are sturdy Formica; chairs tolerably comfortable; ambient temperature
a little sticky, unless you are able to hover over the air
conditioning vent. Be prepared to settle in for a few hours.
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Posted by Goody on 03/1/08 in Arts and Entertainment, Travel and Leisure
Brunch must have been invented by a female. When we lived on the East Coast, brunch was a late, Sunday breakfast at home. It was an edible excuse for me to sleep more and cook less.
On the West Coast brunch is big business. On the West Coast you don’t have bunch, you DO brunch. On the West Coast you do brunch on Saturday or Sunday.
There are two kinds of brunch - menu and buffet. If it’s my choice, it means my birthday is on a weekend.
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Posted by Goody on 02/13/08 in Arts and Entertainment
“I would rather pay your board than feed you”. This was one of my father’s ‘famous’ quotes about me and my eating habits. He had several others, but the one that really stuck was his constant reminder that “boy, you’re like a billy goat, you’ll eat anything”. Somewhere along the line, this saying evolved into my nickname of ‘goat’, that I carried with me through most of my childhood. Looking back on it, his characterization seemed quite appropriate especially in light of his trying to feed five children on a working man’s wages when one ate like five himself. I was reminded of this by my brother recently, as this lead into a rather lengthy discussion of the various names we had back during our childhood days. The odd thing is how many of them still seem appropriate today!
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Nicknames - Do They Reflect Who We Really Are?
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