Category: O’Folks
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seeded
Planting season has arrived. It’s official when dinners go from being meticulously prepared over a period of hours and eaten long after sundown, to being deli-sliced pastrami and cheese sandwiches with a bag on chips on the side – still eaten after sundown, but now so that My Darling B can spend the last hour… Read.
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blink
And, in the blink of an eye, the weekend was over. For the first time in months we slept in late Saturday morning – didn’t get out of bed until almost eight o’clock! What a couple of hedonists we can be! After we’d cleared the cobwebs from our heads with a couple cups of coffee,… Read.
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phoenix
Two and a half years? It’s been two and a half years since I’ve tried brewing beer? A man with priorities as screwed up as that should not be allowed to consider himself a home brewer. I hang my head in shame, wondering what the hell I’ve been doing with my life, and offer these… Read.
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patio
As she was driving across town yesterday afternoon, making a mental list of all the things she would need from the store to make eggs Benedict for dinner that evening, My Darling B realized that dinner and this lovely day would be best enjoyed at the same time on a patio, and that’s how we… Read.
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blown
Nobody’s really sure what’s wrong with the Bonk. His right eyeball has a pupil blow open so wide you could literally drive a Mack truck through it, if it were a smallish Mack truck and you used “literally” to mean “figuratively.” Nobody knows why his pupil’s blown like that. The vet through it was neurological… Read.
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bonk
The old Bonkity-bonk-bonk ain’t doing so well these days. A couple weeks ago he came down with what seemed to be an ordinary head cold, but when he couldn’t shake it, we took him to the vet. She gave him some low-grade antibiotics that seemed to help him shake the cold at first, but then… Read.
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thin
When THE STORM OF THE CENTURY blew into town yesterday afternoon, I was a little worried we wouldn’t be able to get to the library before it closed and we’d have to postpone our Nick and Nora weekend until next Friday. But no! My Darling B’s winter driving skills prevailed against the snow and slush… Read.
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classic
“No gin tonight son … unless it’s Hendrick’s!” On the advice of a good friend, we splurged on a bottle of Hendrick’s so we could enjoy classic cocktail night with a classic gin. The before-dinner gimlet was delicious, and the after-dinner perfect martini was, well, perfect. Best thirty dollars we ever spent. Read.
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bookless
“I don’t get art,” My Darling B confessed, as we wandered from room to room at the former Madison Public Library on Saturday night. All the books and most of the shelves had been removed to a temporary location while they build the new library, and to collect a little extra dough they opened up… Read.
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blue
Our final stop on our lineup of the places to eat we chose for Madison Magazine’s restaurant week, The Blue Marlin truly impressed us. Read.
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