Chicken Pot Pie

This is Chicken Pot Pie, semi-home-made. I did cheat and bought a pie crust. It's pretty good.

Sense of Humor

I inherited my father's sense of humor. Here he is, in 1957 in Brooklyn. The gag is pretty obvious (to me at least). I once posed on the other side of a sign that said "Area behind this sign is unsafe". Now I know where it comes from.

Thoughts of the Departed

I went to a funeral yesterday and I always start thinking about the past afterward. I have a lot of old photos ( who doesn't ? ) and I have been meaning to scan them so my sister can have a copy too. This is my great-grandfather, in Germany, probably around 1885.

I think these are my great-great-grandparents ( my mother's father's grandparents ) around the same date.

This is their grandson, my grandfather, in August 1911 ( thank you for writing on the back of the picture ! ).

This is my father's father (left), at the family farm in Warren, Pennsylvania. My guess would be 1910.

Beef stir fry. I am not much of an Asian cook, but you can't really screw this up. It never has enough flavor, though. Guess I'll have to open my cookbook next time.

My new kitchen rack/shelf from IKEA. I guess your pots and pans have to be really clean if you're going to hang them up for all to see. I bought a sponge when I moved in; guess dish soap will have to be next !

50 ! Who'd a' thought it ?

I turned 50 yesterday and my sister and her family got me 50 various beers as a present. These are very interesting beers from just about everywhere. I am sampling them even as we speak (even as we blog !) and I will report any "finds".

Day Out Fishing

Yesterday my friend Steve invited us out on his boat. We cruised around Narragansett Bay, Rhode Island. We fished and drank beer. We caught sunburns.

Wow. My 2nd 4th of July post with video of my flag. Downside: I'm pretty boring.
Anyway, happy Fourth of July; I hope you're all enjoying it ! Very quiet here by the sea.
Tomorrow will have to be a little more adventurous. I will be walking Wollaston Beach.

Old sayings are going through my head this morning. I already 'woke up and smelled the coffee', and then I 'took time to smell the roses'. These are swiped from our bushes out front of the buildings. I am convinced that you're supposed to cut them to force more to bloom. No one I ask seems to know. Guess my Google project will be to find out. It must be true if it's on the Internet !

Grilled chicken over salad with ranch dressing. I tend to use too much dressing. I guess I'm incorrigible.