TGI Friday’s, Shinagawa

I’ve been accused of a willingness to blog anything. That’s pretty true, although I’ve never stooped to the level implied by the original comment by writing about a convenience store. This is close… So we were hanging out with Todd and his family, and after we got tired of eating whipped cream-jalapeno chips and drinking […]

Metro Halal Food, New York

It seems like only yesterday that we arrived in Pitman. Actually it was 13 days, but whose counting? Bidding a fond farewell to the homefolks, we were off to the big smoke. I’m not kidding either, because this is right outside Madison Square Garden, and nothing in my limited experience is bigger and smokier than […]

Pegasus Diner, Malaga

Aaaaaah, another South Jersey Greek diner. Why are there so many of them? Why are they all the same, and so boring? We were speculating on the way in that Pegasus would have blue and white walls, but that was only because we had been to Olympia the night before for takeout. Nothing really Greek-looking […]

Blue Pig, Cape May

Cape May is beautiful, isn’t it? There are blocks and blocks of houses like this. But there’s only one Congress Hall, the first and most historic hotel at the Cape. You should see the inside here – lots of historic or restored touches in marble and wood, a nifty lounge in a semi-jungle theme and […]

Ebbitt Room, Cape May

Good heavens, the Virginia Hotel is an awesome sight in the twilight. Just in the middle of Jackson Street, the heart of the preserved neighborhood, it’s the best hotel in Cape May. It’s only fair that it should have what’s generally regarded as the best restaurant, and it’s only fitting that we should go there. […]

The Beach House, Cape May

Some things are just iconic experiences. Epic experiences, if you will. Or even if you won’t. We got down to Cape May at lunch time, couldn’t check in to the hotel, and wandered off down the beach. I couldn’t shake the idea that fried seafood while looking at the ocean was the only acceptable choice […]

Bradway’s Farm Market, Salem

I’m unreasonably fond of the rolling corn ‘n’ cow country in the southwestern corner of New Jersey. Not that Pitman is such a hectic place, but since I discovered it, my idea of peace and relaxation has been rolling through here on a bike. These days it’s not practical – no bike in NJ, not […]