Author: doug

Track fire means no train for Doug and I got more familiar with JFK station than I ever intended to be.  Lis came to my rescue.

I think we overwhelmed Chris & Marie’s cat just a bit.

Mangoes can be a pretty alarming color inside. Tasty though.

We’re having the old, failing cedar shingles on our house replaced prior to repainting. Today the contractor got a late start, but got the front stripped down and buttoned up for tomorrow’s rain.

My phone actually captured a decent shot of that floating art thing above Boston’s Greenway today

The Storm That Hailed On Newton was an impressive-looking flop at my office in Quincy

Hostas from my mom, flowering behind our sitting wall

This hot dog bun has been sitting on our counter since our July 4 BBQ, in its bag. No sign of mold. I am too scared to look at the ingredient list.

Some people are predisposed to see Jesus in their toast. Me, I’m evidently destined to see Martha’s Vineyard in my food.

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I met Kat & Bob for drinks and dinner in South Boston this evening at Row 34. We were fortunate to get a very nice table on the patio under an awning.

(note: FB friends: this post is from last Thursday)