829 Southdrive

829 Southdrive

A New Jersey state of mind

Saturday, September 7, 2013

You Can't Go Home Again

I'd just spent the better part of the last hour writing about
our experience in the new restaurant last night, where the
old restaurant used to be. It looked to be the best piece of
writing I'd done in a great while and I was anxious to post.
I clicked on an alert to read someone's comment on another
post and completely lost the entire piece.  I obviously still
don't know all the nuances of FB.  I don't have it in me to 
re-write.  I've just fallen overboard, capsized, and turned 
turtle at the finish after leading the entire race.

In a nutshell, after much fanfare about the new place, and
reading the menus and imagining what I'd order and what
it would taste like, we came away less than dazzled, 
somewhat disappointed, and personally, a bit relieved.
After so many months of feeling so damn bad about how
such a beloved institution could go out with such a whimper,
there was consolation.  Not a lot, but a little.  They will get
better and more consistent with time and I suspect we will
go back.  Eventually 


  1. Why would you want to post such an epic piece on FB when you have a perfectly good blog right here?

    Maybe one of your FB-savvy readers has a suggestion on how to recover it. I'd really love to read it.

    1. Mojo, good timing with your question. I've been struggling lately, as you and my other reader may have noticed, to produce something that's actually blogworthy. Herein lies some good fodder for my next worthwhile post. Maybe

    2. Yes, please.

      BTW, that's an eerie photo of the restaurant in transition. Like the Twilight Zone. Appropriate, I suppose, for your feelings about the place.

  2. Is this an emerging hierarchy? Blogging when you have something to say, FB when you don't really and twitter when you want to tweet ...

    1. I think you're on the right track, BB.

      I tried twitter a couple of times, but I didn't like it. I didn't inhale.

  3. Maybe your experiencing a sense of closure. What was, can never be recreated,(allow 10 seconds of reflection).......... BUT NOW WE HAVE FOOTBALL!!!...the most wonderful time of the year! That should give you plenty to blog about, even if its about those guys dressed in blue.

    1. Thanks, Manassas. I know I can count on you to cast a ray of sunlight on an otherwise cloudy day