tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89484644469871833172024-03-13T12:16:46.576-04:00DelSoPlease come to my new home:
http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/
Hope to see you there!DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.comBlogger558125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-20658495299785289492012-08-21T11:01:00.000-04:002012-08-21T11:01:01.624-04:00DelSo Wine Oh!<a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/21/delso-wine-oh/" target="_blank">Here's</a> how we do summer Sundays in the DelSo.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-25520264483861869532012-08-14T08:56:00.000-04:002012-08-14T08:56:26.310-04:00Warriors - come out to play!Warrior Dash, 2012, is a fait accompli. Check out the deets <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/14/a-day-of-mud-and-water-and-friends/" target="_blank">here</a>.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-76527876339188568632012-08-13T14:04:00.001-04:002012-08-13T14:05:39.926-04:00Driven to eatDo you know I like to drive in loops and not just back and forth using the same route? And that I like to find little joints along the way? Read about it on Vinoteca! <br />
<a href="http://blog.timesunion.com/vinoteca/driven-to-eat/6776/#.UClBZ_2dTUM.blogger">Driven to eat</a>DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-91456825424575154292012-08-10T14:50:00.000-04:002012-08-10T14:50:19.050-04:00DelSo - the word, the blog, the mapGrease ain't the only word, my friends! Check <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/10/delso-the-word-the-blog-the-map/" target="_blank">this</a> out!DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-27850224251333746572012-08-10T14:47:00.001-04:002012-08-10T14:47:52.987-04:00Did you know I went to Cornell?<a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/08/did-you-know-i-went-to-cornell/" target="_blank">Read</a> all about my history in the Ivy League!DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-13713854608588961822012-08-05T09:54:00.003-04:002012-08-05T09:54:53.559-04:00Normanskill RunCome on over and follow DelSo at my new WordPress site! <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/05/normanskill-run/" target="_blank">Here's</a> the latest.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-21849992938305023372012-08-03T12:19:00.001-04:002012-08-03T12:19:46.998-04:00My never-ending love affair with Mario Batali...Or - <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/03/check-payable-mario-batali/">Check payable: Mario Batali</a>DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-38379228603438508262012-08-02T11:17:00.001-04:002012-08-02T11:17:11.215-04:00Guess who went to a metal show?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZeV0rhotq0_xK7FtFBCJ-S9Du8zAaJ-83JxbMvP5ZO8mNuZhSDOPGiJz2iuxfV93V9ucMSkMJuP3GP888oPYti9rZm-2x8mw6OeP0qCZiUB6uchieE2JShhgOEXydLq07dGGXcPS-pzH/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZeV0rhotq0_xK7FtFBCJ-S9Du8zAaJ-83JxbMvP5ZO8mNuZhSDOPGiJz2iuxfV93V9ucMSkMJuP3GP888oPYti9rZm-2x8mw6OeP0qCZiUB6uchieE2JShhgOEXydLq07dGGXcPS-pzH/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
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And did I mention it disturbed the hell out of me? Read it <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/08/02/mayhem-yes-music-im-not-sure/">here</a>.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-59303010094726156472012-07-31T11:04:00.002-04:002012-07-31T11:04:22.591-04:00Lunch at Union Square CafeI had a great lunch recently in New York City. All the details are at my new(ish) Wordpress site <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/31/lunch-at-union-square-cafe/">here</a>. DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-81812924371919608502012-07-31T11:02:00.002-04:002012-07-31T11:02:17.984-04:00Crazy, perfect diamondSome random, but related thoughts... Read them <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/29/crazy-perfect-diamond/">here.</a>DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-68430326368280164282012-07-28T11:47:00.002-04:002012-07-28T11:47:50.446-04:00Allman Brothers/Santana at SPACI wrote about last night's show and posted pics over <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/28/allman-brothers-and-santana-at-spac-72712-3/" target="_blank">there</a> - you know, on WordPress.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-59254982525544014922012-07-27T11:10:00.000-04:002012-07-27T11:10:40.891-04:00Minding my Ps and QsOtherwise known as adventures in <b>P</b>arenting <b>Q</b>uinn. Read it (and comment! Follow!) over at my WordPress spot <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/27/minding-my-ps-and-qs-or-adventures-in-parenting-quinn-3/" target="_blank">here</a>. DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-30087557349164144112012-07-25T09:37:00.000-04:002012-07-25T09:37:17.180-04:00Shorter of breath and one day closer to deathThe last in my series of posts inspired by Pink Floyd.<br />
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Read it over <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">here</a>, my new(ish) WordPress site.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-89218952450773303542012-07-24T16:26:00.000-04:002012-07-24T16:26:02.921-04:00Don't be afraid to careYou might be noticing my recent posts are lyrics. Did I mention I really wish I had seen last month's Roger Water's show?!?<br />
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<a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/24/dont-be-afraid-to-care/" target="_blank">Here's</a> the newest post over at my place in WordPress. DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-71502790536037134162012-07-23T18:41:00.000-04:002012-07-23T18:41:02.956-04:00Breathe, breathe in the airCheck it out over <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/23/breathe-breathe-in-the-air-2/">here</a> at my WordPress spot.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-64380794168212731232012-07-22T18:33:00.000-04:002012-07-22T18:33:08.509-04:00TouchedInspired by an incident today, as well as an event long ago. It's <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/22/touched/">here</a>.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-5423619118470413212012-07-19T11:50:00.000-04:002012-07-19T11:50:03.623-04:00Free fallingRead about taking a flying leap <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/19/free-falling/">here</a>. Maybe "follow" me, too.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-76780487396414712382012-07-18T14:32:00.000-04:002012-07-18T14:32:09.330-04:00On butts and burns and when they coincideCheck it out (and maybe Follow me?) <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/18/on-butts-and-burns-and-when-they-coincide/">here</a>. DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-43482852070216578012012-07-17T10:14:00.003-04:002012-07-17T10:14:15.213-04:00Hot Yoga<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Seems like everyone knows about my passion for running, but did you know
I have another activity that challenges and strengthens me? Yep, it
even provides balance for the physical demands of pounding the pavement
as well as an opportunity to tune in mentally to my body in a manner
that running, due to the necessity of remaining aware of what is going
on in my surroundings, does not offer. May I present one of my
favorite four-letter words - yoga!<br />
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I first experienced yoga as a sixth grader. There was an after school
program at my elementary building and I enjoyed it as much as a self
conscious prepubescent girl could. I was a very active kid and
remarkably flexible, so it appealed to me immediately. I think that 12
was a little young for me to grasp the mental component, though.
Actually, that probably remains my biggest challenge.<br />
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Over the years I've practiced yoga with varying degrees of commitment.
When my older boys were young, I took a class at the JCC in Albany
taught by Cameron Thomas. (Ironically enough, she mediated my divorce
last year - small world, huh?) Cameron was the perfect yogi - she was
meticulous about form and taught me a lot about the poses and breathing.<br />
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I've told you before how much I enjoy the Sunday morning class at the
<a href="http://delso-delso.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-mornings-in-delso.html">Yoga Loft,</a> but I've been expanding my horizons, particularly while on
vacation. For the third summer, I've taken yoga classes taught by <a href="http://www.wellfleetchurch.org/special-events/">Patty Renaud in Wellfleet</a>. The classes aren't incredibly physically
challenging, but they do provide an excellent opportunity for me to
mentally release. I've been really close to dozing at the end of class -
a true vacation.<br />
<br />Last winter when I was in Palm Springs (yeah, I like saying that) I
found a <a href="http://www.poweryogapalmsprings.com/">studio</a> that offered a variety of classes. I managed to squeeze 4
classes in during my 5 days, two of which were modified Bikram classes. I don't
know much about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bikram_Yoga">Bikram</a>, or "hot" yoga, other than it is an ass-kicking
workout, even when it is abbreviated to 70 minutes and 102 degrees.</div>
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Last week on Martha's Vineyard I took two legit <a href="http://www.vineyardyoga.com/yoga.php">Bikram classes</a> - 90
minutes, 104 degrees in the studio. I wisely paid for two classes ($16
plus $2 to rent a mat) guaranteeing that I would return a second time.
Seeing as how during the initial class I was afraid that I was either
going to die, pass out or puke, it was a good move.</div>
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If you are interested in a workout that stretches your muscles and relaxes your brain, I heartily recommend finding a Bikram studio. I've heard good things about <a href="http://www.thehotyogaspot.com/Prices.html">this</a> place, but haven't yet made it there myself. This type of yoga is not for the faint of heart - bring plenty of water and move into the poses with caution if you're inexperienced with practicing. And be prepared to literally drip sweat from virtually every pore. And speaking of that - apologies to those unfortunate enough to have set their mats up next to mine on Friday. Hope I didn't sweat any of Thursday night's tequila on you. I was on vacation, after all.</div>DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-42975502019737363462012-07-11T07:18:00.000-04:002012-07-15T15:30:26.775-04:00What's wrong with oysters?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After days without wifi - a DelSo Wordpress <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/11/whats-wrong-with-oysters/">post</a>!DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-40213411320107285442012-07-05T11:23:00.003-04:002012-07-05T11:23:46.354-04:00Independence (every)DayThe post is <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/05/independence-everyday/">here</a>.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-62156524249363295022012-07-05T08:33:00.001-04:002012-07-05T08:33:18.948-04:00Wordpress PostI'm having some issues blogging with my iPad and blogger - formatting stuff that frustrates me, so I'm giving Wordpress a shot. <a href="http://delsoblogger.wordpress.com/2012/07/04/beach-bonfire/">Here</a> is the Beach Bonfire post with actual paragraph breaks. I may decide to migrate this whole site over there - I'll let you know!DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-12481393472350215542012-07-04T09:53:00.001-04:002012-07-15T07:36:29.275-04:00Beach Bonfire - UPDATED with photos!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When I was polling the boys, prior to our annual Cape Cod trip, about
what they might be interested in doing Griffin requested a bonfire on
the beach. Yep, the same boy who took surfing lessons and wanted to
visit L.A. He's a dude in the making, fer sure.
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The process for legally having a fire at one of a select few of
Wellfleet's beaches (3 ocean beach options) is fairly straight forward:
you must have a permit and permits are issued on a first come, first
served basis, day of only. By the time I hit the beach office at 10:00
in the morning, two of the three beaches were "full" already, leaving
White Crest, a beach I don't recall visiting in the past, as our default
option. Because a full moon was expected, I happily took my free
permit and mentally made a to-do list...
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The little guys were in charge of gathering kindling wood and they did a
super job making a pile of sticks and twigs. Actually, they made two
piles, one of which was firewood. The other stack of branches was their
arsenal of stick weapons. Mostly rifles, I believe. Both stacks were
tossed into the car, and ultimately on to the fire, a situation which
required profuse apologies and promises of weapon gathering come
daylight. Additional items acquired included graham crackers (we
already had Hershey bars and marshmallows), more significant wood to
burn (we had to choose from "hardwood" or "softwood." Have at it,
jokesters!) and a lighter. With all materials in hand, we headed to the
beach just in time to see the moon seemingly rise from the majestic
Atlantic. Stunning.
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You may have noticed I neglected to mention paper to assist in starting
the fire. </div>
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We neglected to think of, much less, bring paper. No
worries. We cleaned our cars out of expired insurance id cards, printed
out directions and other miscellaneous bits of paper from our glove
boxes. And the graham cracker box was pretty handy, too. I have to
say, we built a stupendous fire. It was perfectly constructed in that
pyramid/tepee shape and it burned beautifully. </div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGx7uNiHLWiOWlGVI3Wpg4MKEXPI_ZBV-YeSnTr9MwgBU559btzFtVAJ1YceTxq9Rv5fytx_nAhj2Yc3jgSwjU6_XlnlGKjpWeTGhTa6nBdx6FLjpLvz4GoIC_NaVU15QeKBOSHa2HDTq/s1600/DSC_0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzGx7uNiHLWiOWlGVI3Wpg4MKEXPI_ZBV-YeSnTr9MwgBU559btzFtVAJ1YceTxq9Rv5fytx_nAhj2Yc3jgSwjU6_XlnlGKjpWeTGhTa6nBdx6FLjpLvz4GoIC_NaVU15QeKBOSHa2HDTq/s320/DSC_0053.jpg" width="214" /></a>There was a breeze
blowing from the south (east?) and the flames danced in the darkness as
the moon played hide and seek with some errant clouds. Marshmallows
were toasted and our wild things frolicked on the beach, amped on sugar
and salt air. Memories were made which will remain vivid far beyond the
glow of our fire's embers. </div>
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Great idea, Griffin. <br />
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<br />DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-21951091127109113722012-07-01T06:53:00.001-04:002012-07-01T06:57:48.239-04:00Defining Luxury<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Someone needs to explain to my children that spending two weeks at the
beach every summer is a <i>luxury</i>, not something to be taken for granted. It's always been important to me that
the boys have traditions in their lives, certain experiences
that provide a constant thread throughout their childhoods. Cape Cod vacations have been a part of
their summers literally for their entire lives. While there, we always eat at the Lobster Pot,
we listen to the same song as we cross the bridge in Bourne, there is
ice cream nearly every day. It's what we do.<br />
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But, something seems to have backfired. Their attitude is in danger of
morphing into entitlement - is this how that happens? Somehow they've
gotten the impression that <b>everyone</b> spends two weeks frolicking in the
Atlantic each and every year. All of the preparations, the shopping and
stocking up on <strike>tequila</strike> chips and granola bars, the packing of the
linens, the beach toys, the clothing...the arrangements for the house
and our dog while we're away...the bikes...they've gotten the impression
that everything will managed. By me, apparently. And, of course, I
will take care of them and all the necessary details involved with
making us all comfortable for two weeks in a place or two not our home. It's what I do.<br />
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I work two jobs to be able to afford a two week vacation in Cape Cod. This is
a <i>luxury</i>. Which brings me to healthcare...I am firmly of the belief that
every one in this country should be able to have access to medical care. Getting sick and requiring medical attention is a completely different set of circumstances. It is a <u>necessity</u>. I've been without health insurance and it is a bad place to be, certainly about as <b>unlike</b> a vacation at the beach as I can imagine. </div>
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I understand that we all have issues with how our taxes are spent - I personally wish we spent as much money on education and the well being of our citizens as we do on war, but shouldn't everyone be able to bring their sick children to a doctor? If I lost my job, a possibility in these economic times when districts are eliminating positions left and right, my biggest fear would be healthcare. As someone who has already had cancer twice, as well as weird heart issues (obviously, a precise medical term), I can't imagine health insurers would be willingly lining up to give me coverage. What do you think?
I don't know as much about Obamacare as I probably should, but it seems like a starting point as our country considers the health and well being of our citizens. To me, it seems a positive indication that someone cares about a basic and essential need in a civilized society. I think I might spend some time at the beach talking to the boys about how lucky we are to have two weeks at the beach. And health insurance every day.DelSohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01128537559478176351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8948464446987183317.post-20622608418192236652012-06-24T12:55:00.001-04:002012-06-25T13:06:23.394-04:00Roadtrip Rendezvous - Kingston<br />
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Over the years, the girls and I have met in many Hudson Valley towns. Woodstock, Saugerties, Rhinebeck, New Paltz and Kingston come immediately to mind as locations which have witnessed our antics as we attempt to squeeze in all we wish to share - thoughts, experiences, <strike>illicit indulgences</strike>, a meal...whatever. It would be fair to say that we, as a collective group of very old friends, have been around, yet, there's always something new to see or do, as our adventure this weekend readily proved. Have you been riverside in Kingston? Wow!</div>
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but our explorations were in the area surrounding the original State
Capital, sort of uptown I'd say. This time though, we (ok, me, but I'm
the one who is usually responsible for sussing things out) had a
hankering for Mexican and <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/mole-mole-kingston">Mole, Mole</a> at 23 Broadway had some positive comments on Yelp so we decided to
give it a shot. The part of Kingston where my Google maps brought me
was completely new to us, but it has obviously been developed for
centuries. The hill which lead us down to what seemed to be an inlet
for the Hudson, was a broad street with brick buildings on both sides,
some commercial, many residential. In addition to the restaurant where we ate, there were a number of other options for dining, including a place I had heard of for years, but had never seen - Mariner's Harbor. Based upon the <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/mariners-harbor-kingston">Yelp reviews</a>, I don't imagine I'll be eating there anytime soon, but I now know where it is. </div>
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Our destination, proved to be a winner! We gathered at the bar, as we were 4 girls arriving in 3 cars, and got started with margaritas - all made with fresh juices and a steal at $5. I went with the passion fruit and it was tasty with the salt rim doing a perfect job of balancing the sweetness. Almost scary easy to drink - you've been warned. The staff was great - welcoming, cheery and competent, and our server helped us order an appropriate number of dishes for 4 <strike>tequila swilling</strike> hungry ladies. We went with a salad and quesadilla to start, and then three entrees; pork, chicken and shrimp. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pork-y deliciousness and fried plaintains</td></tr>
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Let me tell you, this place was perfect. The food was fresh and nicely presented, the atmosphere was comfortable and fun and we had a blast. Our meal, including 5 or 6 margaritas came to an incredibly reasonable $102 and we were more than satisfied with everything. The location is great for a post-meal walk and we loved checking out the buildings, both occupied and vacant. At merely an hour's drive from Albany, we'll happily plan a return visit for later this summer, maybe arriving earlier to check out some of the shops which had already closed. Very cool, very close. Go!</div>
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