Ice Cream Truck on a Summer Afternoon

Maura and I went to Staples today and the man in front of us was getting signs laminated for his business-  AN ICE CREAM TRUCK. I am nostalgic for the ice cream trucks of my childhood.  We discovered he would be in our neighborhood later after lunch so Maura and I went by the Highland Park Pool and saw some campers lining up to order cool treats.  When I met him in the morning, I’d asked if it would be okay to photograph him as part of the ongoing People at Work series and he agreed.

A minimum order of $20 and he will bring his truck to your game, fundraiser, company picnic, birthday party, sporting event, church socia or family reunion. You name it. He sponsors a lot of East End sports teams, too.

Maura had the water ice, cherry flavor and I had a classic ice cream sandwich. Perfect for a summer afternoon. As we left to get into our car Maura said it was great he didn’t play annoying music!

Meet the Youngblood family. James, Eric and Ziarrah. James told me he has been in the ice cream business for six years now.  He became self employed as he was having difficulty finding a job so put everything he had, plus a loan of a thousand, into purchasing the truck.  I asked him what he does in the winter,  Deep Fried Cornish Hens!  On a FoodTruck.

I will be sure to check that out. Stay tuned.

 

James, Ziarrah and Eric work as a team.

How about a Jolly Rancher Popsicle?

Campers and swimmers and families line up to buy ice cream or chips and a drink.

You can see me and Maura and his ice cream truck in James’ sunglasses.

 

Another Color Photo Appears Black and White

When the outdoor world seems black and white and gray but your photograph is in color. Everyone has had enough of the cold, snow, ice and dark. They’re ready for crocuses and daffodils bursting through the earth, looking for light.

I’ve photographed this tree before. I always like how the snow defines the branches.

Grateful for Birthdays

Grateful for birthdays. It was a happy but quiet celebration. Glad my sister is here. More family coming in soon. It was a relaxing day.

Steve, Mary and I took a walk around the Highland Park Reservoir after supper. We got drenched when a sudden thunderstorm appeared just after I took these photos of the peaceful water.

Our power has been out a few hours now. Heard a tree is down on Highland Avenue. Wires down. Hope it can be fixed soon.

Heart Transplant Recipient Ran Marathon

An AGH (Allegheny General Hospital) Heart Transplant ran the Pittsburgh Marathon last Sunday. I thought about him today and I went back tonight and found his photograph. I took it just before Mile 20.

Absolutely incredible, isn’t it?

Wishing him all the best!

According to the article below from WTAE he had the transplant just 17 months ago

http://www.wtae.com/article/heart-transplant-recipient-to-run-in-pittsburgh-marathon/20169309

By Their Sidewalks You Will Know Them

First posted in February 2010 and again in 2013.  Thanks Timons Esaias Guest Poet

Sidewalk Shoveled

Tim’s Poem Came to Mind as I Admired the Concrete First Time in Two Weeks – Photographed Feb 2010

By Their Sidewalks You Will Know Them

Originally there were eleven Commandments

Moses, perhaps confused by the unfamiliar

snow, ice, and sidewalk,

botched one, and left it out.

But Buddha said that though Life is Pain,

falling on ice is gratuitous pain

and those who cause it, by neglect,

should never escape the Wheel of Rebirth;

and Lao-Tzu agreed, for those who will not

clear the path will never find the Way.

Zoroaster, in the endless war of light

against ice, demanded diligence;

claimed that those who surrender

the public way to the Enemy

have empty souls,

can scarcely be regarded as human.

The Prophet, regarding sidewalks and snow,

is silent; but his sura

Sand Drifting Against the Caravanserai Gate

is thought to apply. The condemnation there

is brutal and eternal.

Plato counted safe sidewalks as fundamental

to the ideal Republic, noting that those remiss

in this clear duty lacked all character;

and his pupil – perceptive, immortal Aristotle-

further declared, famously, that

lack of character

is destiny.

-Timons Esaias
Timons Esaias is a writer and poet living in Pittsburgh. His short stories, ranging from literary to genre, have been published in fourteen languages. He has had over a hundred poems in print, including Spanish, Swedish and Chinese translations, in such markets as 5AM, Bathtub Gin, Main Street Rag, Willard & Maple, Elysian Fields Quarterly: The Literary Journal of Baseball and many others. He has also been a finalist for the British Science Fiction Award, and won the Asimov’s Readers Award. His poetry chapbook, The Influence of Pigeons on Architecture, sold out two editions. He is Adjunct Faculty at Seton Hill University, in the Writing Popular Fiction M.F.A. Program. This poem was originally published in hotmetalpoets.com when it existed.

This entry was posted on February 19, 2010. It was filed under poetry, Things in the Snow and was tagged with city scene, HIghland Park, photo of the day, photography, Pittsburgh, Poem, poet, poetry, shovel, sidewalk, snow, Timons Esaias, urban scene, winter scene.

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16 responses

Bill

Too deep for me.

February 19, 2010 at 7:07 am Edit

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Toni Kichi

Makes me happy that our sidewalks are clear and clean – thanks to Mike!! I couldn’t handle all those punishments! Seems like an almost normal day today!! Thanks for starting it with something special!!! Did Bill mean the snow was too deep – or the poem??!! Either way, I agree! My mind is mush (like this snow will soon be) — been in the house too long!!!

February 19, 2010 at 8:42 am Edit

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Dorothy

All tis is great Ruth. It is like your photos and words are a diary of living through these snowy days.

Dorothy

February 19, 2010 at 9:12 am Edit

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erica

Too wonderful for … words?? 🙂 Changes my attitude on shoveling, altho I am already somewhat aware that I smile and feel satisfaction when I get to the concrete! A bit anxious now, tho, about the snow still on the bushes, bending branches low over the sidewalk leading to my caravanserai gate ……! 🙂

February 19, 2010 at 9:52 am Edit

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Arlene Weiner

There is a special place in hell

where, frozen in ice, only his rear

exposed to Satan’s teeth, he’ll dwell

whose sidewalk’s untouched while his driveway’s clear.

February 19, 2010 at 10:50 am Edit

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joseph k

that is one great photo

joseph

February 19, 2010 at 4:27 pm Edit

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Bonnie Imhoff

I know the snow is a pain, but it is beautiful. I enjoy the pic very much.

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Teppanyaki KYOTO Dinner and 3 Japanese Desserts

Mark came to the city on business and stopped by the house to pick up his mended sweater. He brought me the one I’d left at their house at Christmas.

Steve and Mark and I drove in his rental car, down to Bryant Street, for a late supper.

He saw the sign for Teppanyaki KYOTO and although we had no reservation, there was room for us at the counter.

Our server Steven made us most welcome and offered me a taste of sake since I’d never had it.

We got to watch the Chef and owner Kevin Chen prepare our food so skillfully. Right in front of us! I’m not talking theatrics, just perfect preparation and care taken with the freshest ingredients and served immediately.

Everything was delicious. Just look at these roasted vegetables. Perfectly prepared and served fresh from the griddle.

Mark and Steve had Yaki-Soba. The second photo is Yakitori which we shared. Mark said it was authentic Japanese food and remembered his time in Okinawa and was so glad he was introduced to the restaurant.

He plans to return and bring the family and sit at one of the tables with straw mats in the upper level.I didn’t photograph every dish we ordered but tonight I’m pleased with the results from the iPhone camera. There was green tea cheesecake with a dollop of whipped cream, and four green mochi with bean paste for dessert, and another one wrapped in a special leaf which I asked if it was edible. No, just a wrapper for the sweet rounded mochi. Not the ice cream version but filled with bean paste.  Mmmmmm.  We shared a taste of each.

I remembered blogging about Teppanyaki KYOTO when they opened in January 2012.

It was an unexpected pleasure to dine with my son and he was happy we ate here. 


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