Author Archives: rike52

The ol’ Commander sang that he knew where paradise lies (1), but I don’t know if he ever made the 44 mile hour and a half trip south from his Stinson Beach home to Miramar Beach to eat and drink at the Miramar Beach Restaurant.  For Kathy and me, that’s where paradise lies, especially afterContinue reading “Miramar”

Settling in at two of the precious 6 stools at the bar at Mink brought back the same feelings when we settled in to a special evening at that hidden downtown Detroit gem Albena over 2 years ago (1,2).  I felt compelled to communicate my find to my friend, now retired colleague, and fellow foodieContinue reading “Mink”

My Musing Through a Pandemic series is coming to a close with Volume V. On the Sidelines. Foodies!, a celebration of all that eating and drinking that sustained us. As a service to those who might be reading the paperback, I’m offerring this link that will allow them to access any of the posts andContinue reading “more links”

Kathy drove us 3 hours – and $7.50 in tolls – to Cleveland yesterday to see James McMurtry – western writer Larry’s son – perform at the Music Box Supper Club (1).  It was well worth it.  Music Box was a great venue, with long tables angled to the stage and beverages flowing freely throughoutContinue reading “CLE”

That’s what they’re saying in Philadelphia. No doubt the same cry will go up some other. Still required on planes and trains, I don’t mind the face diaper so much since my wife found the UnMask (1), which lets me breathe and doesn’t fog up my glasses. I swore I wasn’t going to blog anyContinue reading “please not masks again!”

Looks like the vaxxed have a permanent new friend. Better like your spike. He sure don’t like you! Don’t miss Dr. McCulloch’s short video (1). Anyone who knew the least little bit about molecular biology had to know this was going to happen. Those who watched the first Jurassic Park would be concerned, too. Didn’tContinue reading “welcome, spike”

Seven weeks ago Friday found me solemnly executing my marital obligations by boarding the plane that would take Kathy (and me) to Florida for her last-ever Spring Break trip.  We ended up in Madeira Beach, smack in the middle of the Pinellas Spit.  The Spit is a slender strip of sand coursing 20 miles fromContinue reading “drinking down the Spit”

I wrote this end of March last year, but somehow never posted it.  As it has a recipe and 2 babe pics, I thought I should share it even now, over a year later. It was to be the last roundup.  My brother-in-law Bob, our excuse to visit Santa Fe for over a decade, wasContinue reading “land of enchantment”

Pescadaro clan: Skyler. Jimmy, Janet, Aislnn, Orion If you think Jimmy’s just a computer nerd grinding his kids to academic achievement, note that’s he’s a neo-hippie of the first order with a tie-died wardrobe to match and a deathless loyalty to Jerry Garcia that at least matches mine for the Commander. He’s even an ordainedContinue reading “California dreamin’”