Tag: Stalzy’s

• eating out

  December 4, 2015

  food & drink, restaurants

  I was in charge of feeding us last night, but I had given literally zero seconds to thinking about what to make for dinner so I defaulted to stopping at Stalzy’s Deli for hot sandwiches, which has never been disappointing before and wasn’t last night. B ordered a slab of fried walleye on a hoagie Read.

• fat fat fat

  January 25, 2015

  beer, food & drink, restaurants

  Omigod. I am so full. Still. We went to Stalzy’s Deli for dinner last night and they served us so much food and we ate all of it. WHAT WERE WE THINKING? We didn’t eat ALL the head cheese. That was the only exception I can remember. In the spirit of the event we tried Read.

• hospitality

  February 23, 2014

  beer, food & drink, play, restaurants

  When I was a boy, our family used to pile into the car about once a month and make the two-hour drive from our home in central Wisconsin to visit my father’s parents in Door County where, mere minutes after we got out of the car and were welcomed at the door, my grandmother would Read.

• Brooklyn Breakfast

  August 29, 2012

  beer, bicycling, commuting, daily drivel, food & drink, hobby, play, restaurants, work

  Rode my bike to work yesterday. The weather was flawless and perfect in every way, so I had to ride my bike. I would’ve hated myself all day if I hadn’t. Rode it to work again today. The weather tricked me this time. It was nice this morning, but on the way home I was Read.

• seeded

  March 29, 2012

  daily drivel, food & drink, My Darling B, O’Folks, Our Humble O’Bode, play, restaurants, yard work

  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.

• bologna

  July 12, 2011

  daily drivel, food & drink, My Darling B, O’Folks, play, restaurants

  On the way home from work this evening we were stopped almost literally in our tracks when we both caught sight of the specials chalked on a sign standing on the sidewalk in front of Stalzy’s Deli on Atwood Avenue: “Fried egg and bologna sandwich!” we said. I coasted for another block. “Sounds good,” B Read.