No, not eaten. Made!
I can tell you that it is delicious. Today I was buying walnuts and Amish butter and fresh eggs to make biscotti.
On Tuesday they make ravioli. Mushroom, Imported cheese, artichoke, and many other varieties
Here is Carol in the Groceria Italiana (established 1958) in Bloomfield neighborhood of Pittsburgh.
She is of Irish German descent but is married to an Italian, she told me. Very hospitable and didn’t mind my questions at all.
There is a lovely photograph of Gloria who has passed but who made fresh pasta for years and years using these same machines.
One machine is 27 years old.
Thanks for letting me photograph the process with my iPhone. I will return with my good camera one of these days.
Another machine rolling the dough into strips.
Preparing the strips for the machine.
Here the pasta strips are being cut.
Carol can make 80 pounds of fresh linguine in a day!
A mixture of the farm in Ohio and the beach in St. George Island Florida
Sunrise dogwalk at St. George Island Florida. I don’t know these people but I liked their silhouettes and reflections in the tidal pool.
Kim, Anna, Laura and James laughing with Penny.
Michael and Henry in summer rain. It almost looks as if Michael is riding Henry.
Learning the art of s’more making
Jumping by the corn. Maddie, Laura and Anna.
Mark and Jack and Michael walking into the corn for the experience of it.
Summer by the ocean.
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!
Weddings don’t just happen.
There’s a lot of planning, decisions made, deposits paid. And there’s a lot of work by a lot of people. Here are two of those people.
Isn’t it great that when it’s actually happening, there are professionals who have done it many times before and make it a success?
These two men made Jessica and Matthew’s wedding at the National Aviary a success, and guided a team of professionals to make it seem effortless.
Executive Chef Josef Karst ,originally from Germany, prepared a special dish for one of the guests who needed her meal to be gluten free.
(I found a link to a recipe of his for Kaese Spaetzle -not gluten free)
Thanks Chef Josef for letting me photograph you at the reception on Saturday. Everything was delicious.
His years of experience benefit everyone at the wedding but especially the bride and groom who needed to relax and enjoy their special day and not worry about any more details. Thanks to Mr. Pete Bevilacqua,everything was perfect. (he was not in charge of weather!)
Grateful for all they did to make the wedding wonderful and delicious, Bride Jessica thanks Chef Josef Karst and Mr. Pete Bevilacqua
“Where the locals meet” the sign says. The shop is closed on the weekends- open 7-3 Monday through Friday
After we got some provisions at the Piggly Wiggly grocery, my friend’s sister made a stop so I could get a couple of pies for supper. Her son Jack accompanied me as I didn’t know how to find the door on the side of the wrap around porch. I needed help carrying the boxes.
Here is Delores, who has been here for twenty years, holding the box with one of the Key Lime pies.
She sells Pecan Pies, too. And Breakfast and Lunch/ Daily Specials, too.
This is a great sign.
You can sit down and eat or order take out.
Set alarm about 3:30 AM to catch a 6:25 flight to Nashville, connecting four hours later to Panama City FL.
“Oh beautiful for spacious skies”
Knitting a horizontal ribbed cowl and two eggs over easy with toast and potatoes, coffee and juice.
Self portrait St. George Island on the Gulf Coast
The closest fireworks I have ever seen. The beach had a number of colorful displays.
Marlene sent a video of the family singing Happy Birthday and I was missing being with them but
Erin baked a beautiful birthday cake, it some candles and my friend’s family sanga again. Very nice.
Thanks for all the nice birthday greetings and wishes.
Fourth of July Birthday is fun. Then the Daily Post said, how do you celebrate July Fourth and I had already posted this one showing my actual birthday cake.
Weekly Photo Challenge: It’s Your Party
Picked up Laura for lunch at the Brown Bag Deli in German Village, Columbus OH.
We had a glass bottle of 1/2 Tea 1/2 Lemonade, some Cape Cod Kettle Chips and a dill pickle on the side.
Tuna Melt reminds me of my friend Joanne and also my childhood. As I remember they were on an English Muffin half then.
My mother’s parents, Charlotte and Judd Van Sickle, were real bird watchers and kept a life list of all the birds they saw. Cousin John still has the list and maybe I can get him to guest blog it sometime.
I thought of my grandparents as I watched the finches gather in to dine. Only one brave finch stayed to eat as I crept around with my 70-200 lens and camera. They were attuned to an intruder but this one stayed to eat anyway.
It was a busy and happy weekend with the grandsons staying over two nights, the family wedding on Saturday and some generous neighbors/friends inviting Steve and me to accompany them to a Pirates Game at PNC Park.
It was good to have an activity and a place to go after the kids left, so I didn’t have time to be in a quiet, empty house on a Sunday afternoon or think about going to school tomorrow to finish the grades and end out the school year this week.
We had the luxury of excellent seats (thanks, Rich) and as the game progressed (Pirates lost to Brewers 1-zip which was unfortunate) we were asked if we would enjoy something from the dessert cart. Who knew there was a dessert cart in the suites section of the private boxes? Certainly not us. Steve and I are usually getting those fifteen dollar last minute, last row seats as high as you can go.
Our host treated us to lemon cake (although there was quite a variety to choose from. Tim (in the black shirt and gold tie) described each of the desserts with great flourish and he created sundaes for the kids and added a dollop of ice cream to a slice of cake.
I asked him if I could photograph him and at first there is a bit of awkwardness for about two seconds and then he relaxed and we worked together to get his result.
Thanks Tim. ( and Matt is writing up the check which our host graciously picked up) The desserts are baked on the premises. By Levy Restaurants. I asked!
Tim and our host Rich. You might remember Rich as the local man who discovered a new use for the newspaper sleeve on my 777th post
I tasted the root beer cake. It tasted like root beer.
and a couple of photos from the excellent seats
the rain held off although we got drenched from a cloud burst as we walked to the T (subway)
Great seats today, thanks Rich.
Can you spot the two birds on a wire, watching the game!
As we were leaving with some fellow baseball fans
I almost forgot One of my favorites to watch- the groundskeepers team.
Getting on the T I don’t think I have ever ridden it before but am trying to remember.
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.
Fortunately, I ran into a former colleague and her daughter and they were able to explain what was happening at the field at Obama Academy this afternoon when I was driving home from school. Food Revolution Day! In conjunction with Jamie Oliver, the third annual Food Revolution Day was taking place all over the globe today.
I took home an organic purple pepper plant for my neighbor to plant in his garden.
Here is Jen’s daughter Wylie, feeding a kid at the petting zoo.
I sampled some grilled cheese and Non GMO Shagbark Seed and Mill Corn Chips at the Food Truck
Lots of food to sample. This was on top of polenta.
East End Food Coop Exhibit
I ran into four people I know.
But I found a solution….
Pulled the old glass reamer off the kitchen shelf and proceeded to make some fresh squeezed orange juice.
The hardness of the orange peel was deceiving because they gave up a lot of juice.
Fried egg sandwich on wheat toast.
Squeezing OJ this past weekend, I was trying to hold onto that Spring Break mood.
Hand painted glasses from Mary Ellen’s gift shop in Lawrenceville- Divertido- “where everyday is a gift?”
(I have a copy if you are in Pittsburgh)
Another Spring Break post-
Mary and I drove from Durand, Illinois (our mother’s hometown and the town where our parents were married in 1939)
We browsed in Main Street Antiques Mall and Mary bought a couple of handkerchiefs. There were two vintage jukeboxes playing records as we enjoyed looking at all the vintage items.
We had these exact bookends in the house when I was growing up. I think they are at Mark and Erika’s house now
Had just been in San Antonio for a wedding a couple of weeks ago.
Truman was president when I was born!
Then we went into the library.
What a beautiful library! The Talcott Free Library is celebrating 125 years this year.
Inside the library-
A close up of one of the ships in a glass case at the library.
Bring a puzzle, take a puzzle. A jigsaw puzzle library.
Wedding Cake Ice Cream was the recommended flavor at the Dairyhäus, according to a guidebook Mary had read in NYC.
The Dairyhäus was located right next to the library and opened at 3 PM.
I sampled several flavors but decided on the Peter Rabbit which was a carrot cake flavor. Mary had the Toffee Fudge. Ice Cream season had just started. One employee who has worked NINE seasons at the Dairyhäus created the counted cross stitch Care Bears sampler.
Owner Brent Murray shows off an ice cream cake his wife had just put together in the back. Brent really enjoys his work! He said mother had purchased the ice cream store in 1994 and he has been there ever since. He’s enthusiastic about his product and with good reason.
Wanted my student teacher to be reassured that her recommendation was mailed in by the deadline!
View from the Art Show. Murray Avenue.
After we picked Mary up at the train we ate Saigon Soup at Tram’s in Bloomfield
Maura’s old shoe. When I moved it the grass was a lighter green.
Friday and Saturday mornings- starts of the day in Texas
The vibrant colors seemed a cheerful welcome to Saturday’s Wedding Celebration. Top two taken with the Canon 50D
This was a Angel’s Lodge Above the Creek
and the photograph below with breakfast on the colorful Fiestaware was taken at the bride’s parents’ home Friday morning. Everything seemed bigger and brighter than what I’ve been experiencing all winter.
photographed with the iPhone
Submarine sandwiches are called lots of things – depending on where you live.
A grinder, a hoagie, a sub, a hero, a blimpie- to name a few.
Last Sunday afternoon, I filled up the tank in Clintonville, Ohio before heading to Pittsburgh and saw this sign.
A new name or a typo? Well,no typewriter was involved but a misspelling? or intentional naming of a new type of sandwich.
Shot from inside the car through the windshield. With the iPhone.
My DIL said, why didn’t you go in and ask them. Never occurred to me.
Amid, Amidst, Among- Writing Tips Blog describes the difference of these three words.
You decide if I made the right choice- amid. Amidst is outdated but I chose that first. Then I wondered if I chose correctly.
The more I thought about the choice, the more confused I became. But we are among friends.
Where did that boy go?
“There he is. Is he going to throw that stick, or what? I’ll fetch it.”
Photographer Christopher Boffoli has the best use of the miniatures I’ve seen. He’s created a book Big Appetites.
Creative and humorous, his work cheers me. Makes me laugh.
Saturday night, in the dark and rain, Steve and I went to dinner at La Cucina Flegrea to celebrate twenty one years since we first met.
When we got to Market Square we saw a crane, lights, people in motion, and heard music.
Lines and shapes of light, moving designs and patterns were on the ground and on the large screen. We saw the title of the work Congregation and I took some photos with the iPhone.
After dinner I shot a few more. We were fascinated by groups of people following the circles of light on the pavement and then racing to another area and it showed up with light patterns and movement on the huge screen in front.
“Congregation is an interactive kinetic video and sound installation designed and choreographed for pedestrian performers, created by UK-based media artists KMA – Kit Monkman and Tom Wexler”
The score is by Peter Broderick from Portland.
Here is a Post-Gazette article by Diana Nelson Jones about the installation. Lights on the side of the PPG building kept changing color. It was a fun experience, despite the rain.
Here you can see the crane with the lights and camera
Patterns and lines of light kept changing as people moved about the installation
Steve taking in the action on the screen
PPG building with blue lights
People standing in a circle of light
Steve ordered the cannoli for dessert
I had the Lemon Cream Custard Parfait with Berries and Kiwi
Twenty one years!
People in Market Square Pittsburgh PA interacting with CONGREGATION- Kinetic Art Installation by Kit Monkman and Tom Wexler, Music score by Peter Broderick.
Get down there as soon as you can as it is only there until March 16th.
Steve and I drove out 290 miles after school. He’s going to a conference and Mary and I are making it a mini vacation. She’s back at the hotel but we hoofed it .6 miles to South Street to Jim’s Steaks
Here is a cheesesteak with
Yea, we ate organic cheddar from Mercer County on the drive out bit tonight it is Cheez Whiz , baby. No provolone.
Plenty of grilled onions
More for Philadelphia tomorrow
Since we’re talking about meat…..
on the way home from school I stopped at DJ’s Butcher Block (Butcher Shop) on Penn Avenue.
What a selection of-
antibiotic free, local, grass fed, custom cut and ground meat.
There is also Amish Butter and Organic Cheese, one item I bought today was from Mercer County.
Local farms provide fresh eggs and rich milk that separates in a glass 1/2 gallon bottle (to be returned)
DJ the proprietor is a also a chef, trained at the Culinary Institute of America (I read in this Pgh CityPaper Article)
He knows what he is doing
for the vegetarian? A couple of vegetarians were in front of me buying sausage today.
Someone else was picking up a custom order of braciole.
You can get a Savory Meat Pie to take home and bake.
I bought a pound of the grass fed ground beef and made burgers which were delicious, fried up in a cast iron skillet.
During Little Italy Days I had photographed DJ at night. Thanks for allowing me to tour your butcher shop and photograph you again.
Erika and I went to order lunch at Hill’s Market in downtown Columbus on Sunday.
We were at the Deli Counter and I saw the Wild Boar Salami packages.
Printed on the labels it said Made From Free Roaming Wild Boar
so I asked the man making the sandwiches where the Wild Boar roamed free before they were made into salami.
He had no idea. I figured it wasn’t Columbus, local.
I picked up the package and read the fine print but no location mentioned.
It’s mentioned on the Creminelli website though- TEXAS!
Then I looked it up on the internet and it says there are “wild pigs in FORTY FIVE states” (USA)
I remembered hearing Wild Boar in the Grafenwoehr trash in Germany, scraping a jar or a can along the concrete walk in the middle of the night. And going to the Wild Boar Park in Germany, seeing baby wild boar. Ate a plate of Wild Boar meat at a Boar Fest, remember his snarly face on the spit. Ugh.
Anyway the packages in the deli case got me wondering about Wild Boar and where they roamed free in America.
Have you seen any wild boar lately?