“The inspiration came from a real encounter Robert Lamm (keyboardist of Chicago) had as a teenager in Brooklyn. When he asked a movie theater usher for the time, the usher cryptically replied, “Does anybody really know what time it is?” This quirky response evolved into a multi-layered existential exploration.”
Seating for five. I’ve been photographing discarded chairs and couches for a while.
Grandson Jack came for a visit in 2021 and we drove up to Mercer County. It was a rainy summer day but he fed a few animals, right from the car’s passenger side. We visited Keystone Safari.
I love the ostrich photo. I’d find stray food pellets under that seat months later, even after I’d vacuumed.
From the archives
At the Frick Pittsburgh August 2016
KILLER HEELS
The Art of the High Heeled Shoe
From the archives 2019. Looks like bowling to me. Floating balls on still water.
This week my phone took a spin in the washing machine. Ooops. Been managing with laptop and digging around in folders past. Back in business tomorrow with a new phone/camera.
From the archives. Granddaughter Maura
A Throwback Thursday post
My friend Joan passed in 2023 but this is her old fashioned pulley clothesline (with a bag to hold the pins). The original post telling of the birthday dinner she made for me – Her clothesline jumped out at me and I thought of sheets hung on the line and how quickly things dry in the summer. The refreshing scent of the sunshine.
The same type of lilies in the 2011 post, the ones I photographed blooming in her garden, are opening up fully in my dining room this week in my birthday flowers bouquet
Remembering two artists, both now deceased
– from the archives Pittsburgh PA June 12, 2014
252-inch tall sculpture A Turn of the Century by J. Seward Johnson, which is a three-dimensional interpretation of Pierre-Auguste Renoir’s 1883 painting Dance at Bougival.
Click here to tour Grounds for Sculpture in Hamilton NJ where the sculpture is now
I’ve blogged this sculpture twice already 2014. 2020
“March 14 is a great day for fans of math. And pies or pizza. Pi Day, held on March 14 in honor of 3.14, the measurement calculating the ratio of a circle’s circumference to its diameter”
A very special Pi Day. Once in a century. Tomorrow, 3.14.15 is it. Get ready!
Celebrated at school today, 3-13-15._ Spearheaded by Mrs. Mihalic. Creating some spirit!
There were numbers posted all around the hallways on the 800 level to who-knows-what place…..some cool art which I didn’t get to photograph yet.
And my neighbor across the hall…. I went in this morning and said “Hey, where’s your Pi shirt?” and then she turned around and showed me!
The librarian, wearing the machine stitched embroidery shirt her Mother, J.E., created esepcially for her.`
Mrs. Mihalic, math teacher, created a wildly spirited event, complete with Pi Day cookies she special ordered from Eat’n Park
In the cafeteria there was a game where students could win a slice of pie. (Similar to a Cake Walk)
Posting this one so you can see how you had to land on a certain number when the music stopped to win a slice of pie.
Photographed by Steve after school Friday the 13th. I’m wearing one of the shirts Mrs. Mihalic created.
A different shirt worn by one of my photography students.Everyone was getting in on the festivities.
Tuesday March 5th is Fat Tuesday, Mardi Gras.
Pączki is pronounced Poonch–key. The Pączki sign was in the bakery window as my friend Donna and I were headed to her home after eating breakfast in Dormont. I had never heard of them.We parked and I went into the bakery and Lynn was wonderful to tell me all about the Pączki. I bought six, three for Donna and three for Steve and me. Lynn put each order in white bakery bags. When we got back to Donna’s we cut one in half and shared it along with a cup of tea.
If you live in Pittsburgh they are available through Fat Tuesday at the Party Cake Shop on Brookline Boulevard.
Here is what the Party Cake Shop says “Pączki is a pre-Lenten Mardi Gras tradition deriving from the Polish word meaning little package.
These little packages are large pastries enriched with egg yolks and deep fried like a doughnut. Each Paczki is available plain or filled with various fillings that include: vanilla custard, lemon, apricot, buttercream, chocolate buttercream, raspberry jelly, or prune and finished off with a toss in granulated sugar. “
The taste reminded me of a fresh doughnut from childhood. Much tastier than any doughnut I have eaten in years. I see there are recipes online to make your own but a trip to Party Cake Shop would be well worth the effort. Last summer visiting friends took the ‘Burgh Bits and Bites Food Tour in Pittsburgh’s neighborhood of Brookline.
Happy Fat Tuesday.
Today some friends brought over this fancy box of Pączki from the Oakmont Bakery, decorated with a Mardi Gras mask. What a nice surprise to find on the porch. Steve and I cut one in half and shared it.
Later we cut another one in half and shared it. So a total of one apiece but two different fillings on Monday.
Looking forward to Tuesday’s sampling. The idea is to eat the last of rich fatty treats prior to Ash Wednesday that marks the beginning of Lent.
Two years ago I posted how my friend Donna introduced me to Pączki in the Brookline neighborhood Party Cake Shop bakery. (pronounced Poonch-Key or Punch-Key)
Pączki means “little package” in Polish. It is a traditional filled baked good fried in deep fat and filled with different fruit or cream fillings. They can be glazed or sugared on the outside.
on Bakery Case in the Party Cake Shop in BrooklineHere is a fruit filled one. Some have custard or cream. Pączki is from 2019 post at Party Cake Shop BakeryA sign in the Party Cake Shop window
Filled doughnuts called Paczki and a great cup of coffee in a the Strip District Pittsburgh.
Essentially Marmalade Filled Doughnuts
