829 Southdrive

829 Southdrive

A New Jersey state of mind



Thursday, February 28, 2013

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Start Near the Severed End





So apparently, in Philadelphia, a cheesesteak is served on half a
roll, which appears to me as half a sandwich.  Maybe that's just
the Jersey in me.  You should always take your first bite from the 
cut end of the half sandwich; it's only right.  During every bite 
you take, make sure you squeeze the innards gradually toward
the round end of the roll, ensuring that the last bite is more than
just grease-laden bread.  A good last bite will bring you back.

And if this groundhog sandwich woke up and saw two shadows
from smokestacks, it must have been a Tony Luke's sandwich.





Two smokestacks





The SS United States.  Much more impressive than a Tony Luke's
woodchuck hero.  Was that lunch another brick in the wall?
I fear that may be the case....


Sunday, February 24, 2013

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Disabled Race Start




I say disabled because the word 'handicapped' is like saying 'Oriental'
these days.  This was the MRYC Labor Day Herring Island Handicap
start, just off the end of the Metedeconk River Yacht Club's main 
dock.  JW was very aggressive on this line, regardless of how much 
extra weight Wassail was carrying.  How many one design classes 
can you spot in this photo?  And which direction was the 
photographer facing?  And what kegged beverage kept the juniors
happy at the club during the cookout after that race?    

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

'Twas A Family Affair




Labor Day was always one last chance to sail as
fast as you could around Herring Island and back
 to the club and see how, if at all, your handicap
helped you against the faster boats.  For years and 
years, E-scows would win line honors and also
on corrected time until the dreaded Hobies came
to town.  The game would change forever.

This was one of the few times that not only were
there more than two crew aboard, but I could also
sneak a hand drag over the gunwhale without being 
made to walk the plank.  The Bay races concluded 
two days earlier, and it was a matter of weeks before
 the fall series would begin.  I may want to feel that 
water one more time.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

The Philadelphia Sound




I am eleven again when listening to this, even though
in reality I'm 41 years older.  These guys make anyone
proud to be from Philadelphia.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Speaking Of Art.....




Thinking of a certain someone in Japan

Sunday, February 10, 2013

A Showy Adorning




Skiers' etiquette states that before the next time you wear
your ski jacket, you must snip your most recent lift 
ticket wickets.  That will prevent people from judging you by 
where you last put on your planks .  Unless of course they're 
from somewhere like Chamonix, or Snowbird, or Stratton. 

Hey, is that an ergonomical handle on that ski pole?

Friday, February 8, 2013

Poule au pot




Doug from Manassas sent me this image, stating that this was the
dish to serve on this snowy evening.  I envy him and his family while
they tuck in to this pot of comfort.  The chicken, an Empire Kosher 
bird I'm almost positive, has cooked slow and long in the juices 
created by the carrots, celery, pearl onions, potatoes, and
anything else he's not let me in on which lurks in the depths of that
crock.  It appears as though they created a seal between the pot 
and the lid with some sort of pastry; very French, Hoovs.  I bet if
you took a potato masher and pressed directly down on that fowl,
the meat would completely separate from the carcass.  This is the
kind of food that pleases the soul.  Take a piece of crusty, chewy
baguette and sop up that broth. Good job, Doug. 

I hope they ate the crust around the edge.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Here We Go.........




Sometimes it feels like we just can't cop a break.
Batten down the hatches, Tillerman!

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Punxsutawney Philly Cheesesteak




If the Groundhog sandwich wakes up and sees its shadow, does that 
mean there'll be 6 more frickin Eagles fans in line in front of you?