New leaves and other pages of fall
This morning when I woke up, I heard a single leaf tumble down the street. Soon there will be more. Here are a few other fun changes in store for you:
ORALE MEANS ORAL IN SPANISH: On a regular basis, I enter into a conversation with others in which we find we both love the mango-habanero salsa they sell at the West Side Market. Well, imagine if the salsa was free, could be followed by a creative, unusual dinner and a dessert that involved a tamale with sweet cream cheese and blackberries, and the entrance was a screen door. Head down the street about 100 yards to Orale, the weeks-old restaurant by the owners of the booth with the same name in the market. Tiny, cozy, tasty and nestled into that area on W. 25th that’s going crazy right now (Ohio City Burrito, Joy Machines, and the newly sprouted Deering Vintage are among the current inhabitants). Though I am sad to see Deering depart from W. 14th Street…
THE NEST: This little Tremont store seemed to pop up overnight. I can’t even remember what was in this spot mid-Professor Street before it appeared. But this new shop/gallery sells pretty affordable local art, jewelry, and other items by local artists. And sometimes they have free wine.
SWEATSHIRT WEATHER: Ryan likes to tell people I made him buy his new favorite sweatshirt, but let’s face it, Ryan. We all know you like a good sweat-suit based clothing item.
TIMMY’S MAGICAL WATER AND RIVER HIKING: After we agreed with Burns and Becky to invite ourselves to camp on Timmy’s family’s land on Ohio and Pennsylvania’s border, we headed east for some off-road Jeep drivin’, knee-deep river hiking, forest-clearing camping, and hobo-pie making. Oh, and Timmy let us drink some of the mythical water from his grandpap’s spring. I’m not sure I can accurately convey the fantastic-ness of this weekend, but maybe I can sum it up by saying that they also have a tree fort and a homemade put-put course. Thanks again for having us out, Timmy. I’m still kind of surprised you don’t live here in a sleeping bag.
FIRST DAY OF FALL: We spent most of the Indians game inside eating from the free buffet partly because Pete’s goal was to eat 20 buffet items (total tally: 12 items) and partly because it was raining. We also managed to fit all four of us on one giant stool for this picture — a test that indicates it’s still OK for us to eat at all-you-can-eat buffets, I think. But we did make it outside in time for Carlos Santanta to hit a home run to win the game at the bottom of the ninth. Also, Jim Thome still wears tall socks, and I never pass up a chance to mention Cory Snyder, my one piece of sports information. Thanks again for the free tickets, Pete and Erin!
Laura we just love reading your blog! You have a great gift! The PD should hire you now that Connie Schultz is leaving.
I would add a comment about how clever you are but you wouldn/t want both of your parents to do that so I won’t…..Dad
one of you guys got really good at taking pictures. not the one above, but most of them.
Or one of us got really good at using Photoshop, right?