I spent an enjoyable afternoon at Phila's 9th Street Italian Festival, roughly half a mile of food, music, and vendors selling the usual mix of jewelry, art, and various tchotchkies.
There were a number of musical stages and acts, some groups
and some solo acts
Others were DJ operations, and the music and sunshine combined to get people dancing, to everything from 'Wobble Baby'
to the Mummers' Strut
Down at the South end of the Festival, Geno's had something of a line
PAT'S not so much
I'm not sure if this means Geno's is more popular, or that Pat's just has quicker service. But there was much to tempt. Yum!
Wherein I write on bits and pieces of my life and travels - likely of no interest to anyone who does not already know me, and boring to those who do. An exercise in self-gratification. One of several such collections of musings.
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
CYNTHIA'S TREE
Ah, my wife the gardener.
I have been able to find no better way to honor her memory than to plant things, in this case a dogwood tree in the memorial area of our township's park. It's still young and small, but had bloomed by her birthday this week.
I have been able to find no better way to honor her memory than to plant things, in this case a dogwood tree in the memorial area of our township's park. It's still young and small, but had bloomed by her birthday this week.
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