A Sense of Community

And when I have broken the staff of your life, ten women shall bake your bread in one oven - Leviticus 26:26

Just a cool little cooking related site off the road on our way to Caroga Lake. It's on Rte 167 just after it pulls away from Rte. 5 and the Mohawk River, outside of Little Falls. There is a sign on 167, letting you know it's there, but we hadn't stopped. When we weren't focused on getting to or from, the weather was bad.

Not this time. There was a forbidding looking chain across the entrance but otherwise a short, slightly-downhill path led to the site complete with an informational sign tellin the story of the oven.

The Last Giant Leap

Neil Alden Armstrong 1930 - 2012 

The Way To Cook - Part One

This is the story of how I found Julia, how she saved me from despair and showed me the Way. The Way to Cook (Jacques was there at the beginning as well, but it's not his 100th).

As with so many important chapters of my life, it starts with a redhead. In this case a red haired nursing student at Bowling Green named Lisa. I met her at a party at the house she shared with my good Law School friend (and friend to this day) Kelley. I would have accepted Kelley's invite without knowing that she had five housemates. I'm sure I would have had a good time even if all five women weren't hot. I certainly could have had a good time even if the redheaded one hadn't shown some interest in me. But my drive home would've been quite different if I hadn't spent most of the night, and until breakfast time, showing Lisa how comfortable the seats in my new car were when fully reclined.

Local Gems

Have I  mentioned before that I do not do restaurant reviews? - Scotty Harris

I don't. But I do talk about restaurants I go to. Especially something interesting.

Just south of here is the intersection of Dodge and North French Roads, the very location of the girl's alma mater Dodge Elementary. Take the left on North French and head out. Past Transit it becomes County Road, and then Hunts-Corners-Akron (what kind of street name is that?) until it ends at Rte. 93 in Akron. This is our standard route when traveling East. Take a right and cut over to the Thruway. A left gets you there too, via the Res for gas.

We go this way often. We know the landmarks along the way: the bus barn; the tree farm; the giant mosquito sculpture; the horse farm located right by the graveyard (turning the game of "bury your horses" into a giggle-fest). Reliable Propane always makes me muse about an "Unreliable Propane". Sounds like a Simpsons gag.

Earlier this year we were returning from my homeland of Pittsford when we discovered something new along the way - what appeared to be a trailer and some tables in a small clearing beside the road. We were traveling at nice clip, but Trish and the girls were pretty sure the sign saying one of my favorite things: BBQ.

Flossing time

Would you buy a new Tablet from this man?