In Praise of Chicago Pizza Shipped to My Door During the throes of this pandemic, as we brace daily for whatever might be coming next, and try to tamp down our dread enough to enjoy the day, in spite of all that's changed, I think it's only appropriate that I keep bringing up in this... Continue Reading →
In Praise of the Rosewood Hong Kong, Champion of Hotel Luxury Throughout the United States, and around the world, many of us are nearing the end of a second week of social isolation. My world has narrowed to the walls of my house, maybe the walking perimeter of my neighborhood, and my commute is as... Continue Reading →
Dadtritus Alert: Twin Zippo Lighters Can you get too much of a good thing? As we tackle the notion of "dadtritus" -- those very dad-type objects that seem to accumulate in cabinets and drawers and corners -- the answers seems to be a resounding, "well, duh." Whether it's an avalanche of rapidly-graying T-shirts, or closet... Continue Reading →
Fine morning for a walking commute from the Tower Bridge, London. Sunshine on the Thames - Dad About TownIn my job I am blessed to be able to spend a few days or, at times, a week or more working from locales considerably far flung from my usual Midwestern town commute. As travel restrictions tighten... Continue Reading →
Sky Line Chili Isn't Exactly Ken Jennings's Dish In what has certainly become a trend, and is rapidly becoming a certainty, my oldest son, Jonah, is proving daily just how much cooler he is than Dad. Among his latest trendy obsessions is tuning in avidly to The Omnibus Project, a twice weekly effort by Ken... Continue Reading →
Keeping the Fire Going at Camp Shetek With temperatures pushing 60 degrees this weekend in South Dakota, and the snow melting away like the disappearing drifts of wrapping paper from a Christmas that seems... just yesterday, it's easy to imagine this fine March 1 that we've left the winter doldrums behind. When, in reality, there's the usual... Continue Reading →
A thing of beauty to this lifelong Cleveland Browns fan: a replica 1952 Otto Graham jersey. Divine Vintage: Paying Props to the PastToday marks the 54th Super Bowl in NFL history, and for the 54th time, my beloved Cleveland Browns won't be playing in it. It's an annual rite of futility that hasn't dampened my... Continue Reading →
In Memoriam: Don Warren, 1928-2019 I'll begin with a confession: I have not spoken to Don Warren for probably five, maybe seven years. Not since before or shortly after my family and I picked up stakes after 11 years in Chicago, Don's nearly-lifelong stomping grounds, and trekked west to South Dakota. "You're WHAT?" I can... Continue Reading →
In Praise of: First Grilled Meal of the Season Box up the snowboots. Mothball the parka. Trap that waddling prognosticator, Punxsutawney Phil, and stuff him for a fuzzy warm hat. Or, better yet, grill the meddling sonofagroundhog. Hibernation's over, bomb cyclones are spun out. Springtime is here and it's time to fire up the barbecue... Continue Reading →
