Bringing Down the White Picket Fence


Impermanence  Part Two This was Shea Stadium. My wife and I took a  subway ride out to see it as it was being torn down. My father and I took that  same subway line to see the Mets play when  I was a child. As an adult, I got to return the favor and travelled the 7 line with  Dad to see many ball games. The stadium was another place holder of… Read More

Chicago and I fell in love over a hot dog. At Wrigley Field, I indulged in a juicy, Vienna beef hot dog, topped with fried onions, ketchup, mustard, bright neon green relish (we need to talk about the color of this relish, Chicago), and some incredibly spicy yet amazing Chicago sport peppers. This was all nicely positioned inside a long, white, poppy seed bun. Paul savored his two bites and agreed-this was… Read More