Waiting in the car about 6:30 AM Tuesday, I watched Steve come down the sidewalk with a couple of coffees from La Prima Espresso. What a great start to the day!
We’d just dropped off my sister Mary at the Amtrak Train Station. She was catching The Pennsylvanian to Moynihan Hall in New York City.
I’d just left the coffee shop around the corner when I saw this plaque and Memorial Garden. It’s been awhile since I walked around in the Strip District. I was walking by St. Stanislaus Church (St. Stanislaus Kostka Parish was founded in 1875 as the first ethnic Polish parish in the Diocese of Pittsburgh…) and I stopped to read this tribute. Made me think.
I thought it was a great question to find the answer to.
Christian Anthony Cochran an article about family carrying on their son’s legacy By Brian C. Rittmeyer
The other morning I was in the Strip District and saw this salted and dried cod. Then I remembered my friend Donna said I could use her photo of her holding a piece which she used to make the Baccala fish for Christmas.
Here’s one recipe roasted with potatoes
Here’s a site with Baccala recipes one with battered fried pieces to one with tomatoes and capers and onions.
Mark Kurlansky wrote a book about Cod
Cod: A BIOGRAPHY OF THE FISH THAT CHANGED THE WORLD
A Ghost sign.
One time I tried to do a Faded Friday Signage theme. It didn’t last long.
But I saw this one Monday morning on Penn Ave. in the Strip District.
There was already a show of Pittsburgh Ghost Signs in 2014. I missed it. Kelly Bogel was the photographer.
“I always wondered why we like these things,” said Professor Will Zavala, “I think it’s because they are a mystery. They’re a mystery because their literal meaning is sometimes a puzzle, sometimes they’re advertising products, for the most part, that don’t even exist anymore for companies that aren’t around, even though they must have been household names at the time.”
Here’s one I found years ago
I wanted to show my granddaughter Anna the Pickle favored Soda at Grandpa Joe’s Candy Store in the Strip District of Pittsburgh.
I’d no idea there were so many unusual flavors. We were window shopping and did not purchase or consume any. They certainly were colorful.
Ketchup or Kettle Corn? Bacon?
Blue Cheese? Mint Julep?
