The weekly photo challenge is fresh–
Laura sipping a NorthStar Shooting Star- Organic Carrot, Lemon and Ginger
Fresh Mango NYC
Remember Delores’ Fresh Cinnamon Rolls (and Key Lime Pie?) Apalachicola FL
Fresh Oatmeall and Banana and a Latte at Big Dog Coffee
Helen’s Fresh Salad St. George Island July 2014
Fresh Flowers NYC
Produce Boxes NYC
Everyone who knows me and what’s in Millvale PA, was pretty sure I was at Jean-Marc Chatellier Bakery when they saw yesterday’s post of the snow topped mailboxes.
Not this trip- although I wish I’d thought of when I was over there.
Right after school I drove in the snow and met my wonderful printer, Tom, to pick up a print. Tom was waiting on the side of street on 31st between Liberty and Penn, right before the 31st Street bridge.
His good idea so I could get to Millvale before closing.
I was dropping off a print to be framed at my favorite framer, Mark Panza Gallery. He and his daughter Jennifer do an excellent job. I always leave there with a rejuvenation in spirit and lots of creative ideas after we talk.
Mark took this photo me with my new SONY mirrorless camera, testing it out.
I love the vintage mannequins in the background as they are waitng for pick-up to be in a movie being filmed in Millvale and Pittsburgh.
Thanks for taking this photo of me Mark.
and here is our
selfie usie taken with the tilt screen option that opens up.
I made it a tad smaller so I don’t feel so bulky when I look at it.
I cropped myself out and got a nice portrait of Mark
Steve brought in take out tonight. Fish sandwich and slaw. I reheated the sandwich in the oven. Mmmmmm.
Brother Michael’s photograph is on the wall at Rocco’s Pasticceria down on Bleecker Street.
Brother Michael LaMantia served “51 years as a brother in the Scalabrini Order and nearly 40 years at the parish in the heart of Greenwich Village.”
(Our Lady of Pompeii Church is across the street from Rocco’s. My sister says there is a memorial to Brother Michael in the church.
Before Brother Michael passed in 2013, he gave the Pasticceria this statue of Saint Rocco. Brother Michael is Gone, But Not Forgotten.
Thanks to Krista Evans for this challenge
Rocco’s on Bleecker Street.
For the story of Saint Rocco you can check out the link in this post from the Saint Rocco Festival in Pittsburgh
Franco (posing for me with a cheesecake below) is the one who showed me Brother Michael’s prayer card on the wall at Rocco’s and told me that Brother Michael had given the Saint Rocco Statue to the store. Franco has been at Rocco’s for more than thirty years!
Here is Franco posing for me with a cheesecake. Mary and I stopped in Saturday night for a coffee and pastry after a nice day at Galleries and Target First Night at the Brooklyn Museum.
Millvale, PA is just across the Allegheny River. Steve and I eat out at Grant Bar Grant Avenue some nights.
If you follow the blog you’ve been to Millvale with me, Jean-Marc Chatellier’s Bakery for Brioche, Esther’s Hobby Shop, Attic Records, the high water mark from the floods.
While chatting with Mary Ann, I asked if I could photograph the ceramic holy water font where this package of fuses got placed. Just as it was.
When Mark was finished with his conversation, he concurred that I could photograph this find. Thanks Mark and Mary Ann.
Down by the Ohio River.
An eclectic gallery. The back of a big stop sign.
The Byzantine Church from McKees Rocks Bottoms, too, where the bells were ringing Sunday.
A stop at La Gourmandine Bakery on Butler Street for a brioche.
A little camper for a weekend getaway
Good thing they have an alarm system
Hey, the place has AC
Church Bells were ringing in the tower
A home filled with disappointment Sunday afternoon. I wonder if they have to water the shakers.
and a line out the front door, everyone getting their French baked goods on Butler Street in Lawrenceville
Stopped at the Car Wash on the way home
I need to gather up my knitting bag, the computer bag and the camera bag- pack the suitcase- load the car. And the grocery bag with the sock monkeys that the girls helped me stuff but still need to be handstitched. The eyes embroidered. The tails attached.
I’ll be heading home in a few hours. A 3 1/2 hour drive. Just can’t sleep.
The Summer unstructured time has been grand.
Although I’m up at four today, setting the alarm for 5:15 is going to be the tricky part. Getting up tomorrow for the familiar drive to school. The freshman will come on Friday so that gives me a couple of days of clerical time and Prof Dev meetings. All students start on Monday.
Here’s the pastry case and breakfast from Sunday’s brunch at La Chatelaine after church.
Honoratus of Amiens (who died in 600) . The Feast Day is May 16th but no matter.
The nice woman at Jean-Marc Chatellier Bakery in Millvale said “Saint Honoré” when I asked.
Here he is, carved from wood, with his bread peel with some sheafs of wheat, watching over the baker
August 2 is the last day before the bakery goes on vacation. We just made it on our way to the Children’s Museum.
Saint Honoré at the French Bakery in Millvale
More than a decade ago I saw a show narrated by Rick Sebak on PBS about Oram’s Bakery in Beaver Falls, PA. Beaver Falls is about 35 miles Northwest of the city and is on the Beaver River. ( I just looked it up and the show was out in 1999)
Their cinnamon rolls are their most popular donut, and they appeared to be the size of dinner plates. Well, at least a luncheon plate. I am sure each one weighs a half a pound.
I’d always intended to go check them out.
Today I did.
They barely fit in the bakery box.
I bought a seventh cinnamon roll for me to eat for lunch and Josh put it in a white paper bakery bag for me.
Here is Josh graciously posing for me with the box of the donuts. Thank you Josh.
I was going to take the box to Ohio but the car was so hot that when I was at the Beaver Falls Post Office I saw a woman waiting in a car, so I asked her if she liked Oram’s donuts and she said yes so I went to the car and gave her the box. She was most appreciative.
Nicole is constructing boxes to hold donut orders.
Josh and his brother built this LEGO® donut bakery. They sent a design to a company online and they sent the design kit to build, software is involved. It’s on display in the bakery and I found it fascinating.
A lot of details. This is the front of the bakery.
Love the LEGO® donuts
Oh yes, I mentioned that Beaver Falls is Football Hall of Famer Joe Namath‘s hometown so I found the plaque to him by the library(the library is closed on Friday’s :-( ) I drove by the Beaver Falls Senior High School but it is a modern one now and so I figured the old one must be the Middle School next door.
My friend Gail and her parents took me to see the JETS play in the late sixties and you know who the quarterback was in that game!
A bolt of lightning knocked out the internet so blogging from my phone
Rhubarb says Spring to me.
When the three kids were younger, we’d pile in the car and drive 7 hours to New York City to visit my sister. I’d park in the lot by the pier on the Hudson and we’d make our way up the five floor walk-up to her apartment. Everyone would be asleep on the floor camping out and in the early morning, Aunt Mary would walk to Zito’s Bakery on Bleecker Street, come home with warm loaves. She’d have the butter out and a jar of her homemade strawberry rhubarb preserves. She’d slice the bread on a wooden board. That’s what the kids woke up to – warm bread and butter and strawberry rhubarb preserves-
Berenice Abbott took this photo of Zito’s in 1937.
Today I went to the Farmer’s market on the South Side and bought two bunches of rhubarb and fresh picked strawberries. I was trying to remember the method and chopped the stalks in one inch pieces, put them into a large enamel kettle and sprinkled with sugar to sit.
The loaf from the Farmers Market on the bread board, a gift from my sister.
Before Matthew was born and he’s 33!
Kids grown up and gone but tonight as I taste the strawberry rhubarb preserves, I remember.
P.S. And to answer your question Mary, on the card-
I did get that assistantship and that’s how I was able to get hired at Pittsburgh Public Schools in 1989!
P.P.S. Zito’s is gone now.