Tag Archives: cafe society

The view from the bucks

Hey, look over there, it’s The Big Gay Ice Cream Truck.I can see it here from my seat in Starbucks, where I am consuming, once again. Fourth cup of coffee today. At least it’s a decaf. It was a rough day throughout, unwelcome news about a screw-up from my bank and then work was tense… Continue Reading

Busted…

Tags: cafe society, embarrassment, food, self daily

My dogs are barking…

I walked 14 Kilometers today, to and from Westerland, Sylt’s main town. Most of the journey was along the bike path, but I did take a detour through the dunes so that I could walk along the beach for a while. It’s all quite gorgeous. And once in town I took a stroll down the… Continue Reading

Observed and reported…

I spied: The dapper retiree at the Atlantic Avenue bus stop carefully transferring the contents of a pint bottle of vodka into two bottles of blue Gatorade in anticipation of some kind of festive afternoon. Long lines of Park Slope and Heights yuppies and their spawn at every boutique ice cream parlor I passed. The… Continue Reading