The annual concert series at Anson B. Nixon Park started on Wednesday, June 22, and it was a terrific way to begin the summer. The performers were father and son Ken and Brad Kolodner, along with Alex Lacquement, playing "progressive Appalachian" (I especially liked the sound of the hammered dulcimer).
We were delighted to run into Kyle Kogut, who just received his MFA degree and is back in the area teaching. He was at the concert with his mother, Eileen.
The food provider for the evening was Chef-a-Topia. Unfortunately their food truck broke down en route to the park, so a lot of people's stomachs were rumbling until the caterers arrived and fired up the BBQ grill. For dessert we had La Michoacana popsicles served by Noelia Scharon and her visiting Aunt Rosita.
The free concerts continue every Wednesday starting at 7 p.m.
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Friday, June 24, 2016
JENNERSVILLE: If that's your bag
This afternoon I was walking across the parking lot toward the Jennersville Giant, carrying my motley collection of beat-up grocery tote bags from car dealerships, real estate firms and home-improvement businesses. I passed a woman unloaded into her car a cartload full of neatly loaded, perfectly matched grocery bags. They were white canvas with baby-blue straps and a lobster motif, like something you'd order from L.L. Bean.
"Wow, you are so organized!" I said to her.
She laughed and said she'd received the tote bags as part of a goodie package at a recent wedding.
"Believe me," she said, "There's nothing organized about it whatsoever."
"Wow, you are so organized!" I said to her.
She laughed and said she'd received the tote bags as part of a goodie package at a recent wedding.
"Believe me," she said, "There's nothing organized about it whatsoever."
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
UNIONVILLE: A good place for a blaze
If I were to follow the lead of so many news outlets that use screaming, not-quite-the-whole-story headlines, I'd entitle this item "Book Burning in Unionville!"
Yes, books were indeed burned: cartons of used textbooks, that is, that were being discarded by the Unionville-Chadds Ford School District. From what I gather, they caught fire while they were in the recycling truck being hauled away. The truck driver, obviously a level-headed person, drove straight to the Po-Mar-Lin fire station and dumped the smoldering cartons in the west parking lot. A half-dozen volunteer firefighters showed up and extinguished the smoky blaze.
I happened to be driving by at lunchtime Tuesday, June 21, and spotted (and smelled) the commotion. Of course I stopped to take a photograph.
One firefighter friend told me he even saw a book in the pile entitled "How the White House Works."
Yes, books were indeed burned: cartons of used textbooks, that is, that were being discarded by the Unionville-Chadds Ford School District. From what I gather, they caught fire while they were in the recycling truck being hauled away. The truck driver, obviously a level-headed person, drove straight to the Po-Mar-Lin fire station and dumped the smoldering cartons in the west parking lot. A half-dozen volunteer firefighters showed up and extinguished the smoky blaze.
I happened to be driving by at lunchtime Tuesday, June 21, and spotted (and smelled) the commotion. Of course I stopped to take a photograph.
One firefighter friend told me he even saw a book in the pile entitled "How the White House Works."
The volunteer Po-Mar-Lin firefighters extinguish a large pile of discarded books at lunchtime June 21. |
UNIONVILLE: Rescued dogs on parade
The rescued dog parade at Unionville's Plantation Field on Wednesday, June 22, part of the "Jumps for Rescues" horse show, attracted two dozen canines and their human companions. The dogs were led around a grassy spot near the ring (the footing in the ring itself is too hot for their paws), and awards were given for the youngest (Benjamin), the oldest (I didn't catch the dog's name, sorry), the biggest (Nanook), and the smallest dog (Taco; competition was steep in this latter category). There was also a prize for the dog rescued from farthest away (Ireland! The lurcher, Fly, belongs to the new Cheshire huntsman, Barry Magner). Proceeds from the horse show's entry fees went to dog rescue organizations. Kathleen Crompton was the organizer of the charming event.
I didn't bring a dog, but I did get to hold a sweet little papillon named Bella during the parade while her mother showed her two rescues. Bella came from a breeder so she didn't get to participate.
I didn't bring a dog, but I did get to hold a sweet little papillon named Bella during the parade while her mother showed her two rescues. Bella came from a breeder so she didn't get to participate.
Some of the human and canine participants in the Rescued Dog Parade at Plantation Field. |
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
CHATHAM: Latest plans for Route 41 traffic
PennDOT's latest plan for slowing Route 41 traffic involves installing median strips (PennDOT calls them "gateways") at the north and south edges of the village of Chatham. Officials from the state agency unveiled the plan at an informal public meeting on Tuesday evening at Stillwaters Presbyterian Church, and the church parking lot was filled with curious Chatham residents.
The northern median would be near the Chatham Diner and the southern one would be just south of Church Alley. The current northbound and southbound lanes would be shifted onto what is now the shoulder of the road to allow room for the median strip to be built. The project would be done completely on the state's right of way on either side of the road, which would speed the approval process.
Construction of the median strips could begin in 2017. The plan to construct a roundabout at the intersection of Routes 841 and 41, where there is now a flashing light, is still on the table, but the less involved "gateway" project would be done first.
Whether there would be landscaping in the median remains to be seen and would require a maintenance agreement with local officials.
The residents I spoke to at the meeting seemed pleased with the concept and happy at the thought that something might finally be done about the traffic. I heard one man asking about the width of the lanes and wondering whether oversize trucks would be able to negotiate the medians (Route 41 is heavily used by tractor-trailers).
Here are some of the charts and maps presented at the meeting.
The northern median would be near the Chatham Diner and the southern one would be just south of Church Alley. The current northbound and southbound lanes would be shifted onto what is now the shoulder of the road to allow room for the median strip to be built. The project would be done completely on the state's right of way on either side of the road, which would speed the approval process.
Construction of the median strips could begin in 2017. The plan to construct a roundabout at the intersection of Routes 841 and 41, where there is now a flashing light, is still on the table, but the less involved "gateway" project would be done first.
Whether there would be landscaping in the median remains to be seen and would require a maintenance agreement with local officials.
The residents I spoke to at the meeting seemed pleased with the concept and happy at the thought that something might finally be done about the traffic. I heard one man asking about the width of the lanes and wondering whether oversize trucks would be able to negotiate the medians (Route 41 is heavily used by tractor-trailers).
Here are some of the charts and maps presented at the meeting.
The location of the proposed "gateways" on Route 41. Left is north (toward Gap) and right is south (toward Avondale). |
This chart gives the specs for the medians. |
The gateway on the north side of the village, near the Chatham Diner. |
The gateway on the south side of the village, just south of Church Alley. |
WEST GROVE: He should be standing up!
I complimented a Cochranville gym friend on his brand-new summer haircut, and he said he had to do a double-take when he walked into his West Grove barbershop earlier that day and saw the owner sitting in a chair getting his own hair cut by an employee.
"I had to look real close," my friend explained. "He was completely out of context, sitting down!"
"I had to look real close," my friend explained. "He was completely out of context, sitting down!"
KENNETT: Be prepared
A friend and I met for lunch at the Half-Moon today and found adjacent parking spots right on State Street. She went to feed the parking meter and found that it was out of order: a quarter was stuck in the slot. Being a resourceful country woman, my friend rummaged through her purse and found a nifty little Transformers-like tool, one incarnation of which was a pair of pliers. She readily pulled out the stuck quarter and handed it to me.
"Why are you giving it to me?" I asked.
"Because it's your turn to buy lunch," she said. (Silly me: I should have known.)
We sat on the rooftop and had a great view of the storm rolling in from the west, although in the end there were only a few drops of rain. What a tasty meal: I had bison sliders with a salad and my friend had a bison burger with cheese, mushrooms and caramelized onions. Yum!
"Why are you giving it to me?" I asked.
"Because it's your turn to buy lunch," she said. (Silly me: I should have known.)
We sat on the rooftop and had a great view of the storm rolling in from the west, although in the end there were only a few drops of rain. What a tasty meal: I had bison sliders with a salad and my friend had a bison burger with cheese, mushrooms and caramelized onions. Yum!
Monday, June 20, 2016
WEST MARLBOROUGH: Nature notes
The other day I was chatting with a couple visiting from Hayward, California (in the Bay Area), and they were awestruck by the beauty of our area. "Verdant" is the word they used, and they also noticed how loud and distinct the birds' songs are. I agreed. The wrens in my backyard are especially merry season. They've been singing all day long and have built a second nest, this time in the bird feeder. The juveniles are very cute, with that unmistakeable cocked-up tail.
I've seen occasional hummingbirds at my feeder but not as frequently as in previous years. I'm keeping the feeder filled with fresh nectar anyway.
A few other nature notes: I had a great lettuce crop this spring but wretched luck with my spinach, and a friend reports exactly the same thing. Perhaps it had something to do with the odd spring weather. And for the first time ever, my peony bloomed! Before this spring, a few buds would develop but they'd wither away. Not this year: they opened up into beautiful huge pink flowers.
I've seen occasional hummingbirds at my feeder but not as frequently as in previous years. I'm keeping the feeder filled with fresh nectar anyway.
A few other nature notes: I had a great lettuce crop this spring but wretched luck with my spinach, and a friend reports exactly the same thing. Perhaps it had something to do with the odd spring weather. And for the first time ever, my peony bloomed! Before this spring, a few buds would develop but they'd wither away. Not this year: they opened up into beautiful huge pink flowers.
UNIONVILLE: Father's Day surprise
Did you feel a distinct disturbance in the Earth's force-field on Sunday evening? That's because the Tally-ho patriarch permitted us to pick up the tab for his Father's Day dessert at Foxy Loxy in Unionville. He ALWAYS, everywhere, grabs the check, and any protests are met with a glare and a withering, "Come on." Happy Father's Day, Dad! (His choice for Father's Day ice cream was Raspberry Chip.)
UNIONVILLE: Father's Day surprise
Did you feel a distinct disturbance in the Earth's force-field on Sunday evening? That's because the Tally-ho patriarch permitted us to pick up the tab for his Father's Day dessert at Foxy Loxy in Unionville. He ALWAYS, everywhere, grabs the check, and any protests are met with a glare and a withering, "Come on." Happy Father's Day, Dad! (His choice for Father's Day ice cream was Raspberry Chip.)
Sunday, June 19, 2016
HONEY BROOK: A Fifties diner on Route 322
This week's dining adventure took us north to Honey Brook, which is so far away that it's hard to believe it's still within the Chester County limits. We'd heard good things about Wimpy & Dee's, a classic Fifties-style joint on Route 322, and we definitely were not disappointed.
Blessed with hearty appetites, we ordered hamburgers, and they turned out to be real, juicy, old-fashioned hamburgers, cooked to order, rather than the prefab meat-like discs that pass for burgers these days. They came with delicious sweet-potato fries.
My date ordered a double burger and it was so large that at first he faced logistical problems just managing to eat the thing. He confessed to the friendly young waitress that, not knowing it would be so big, he'd ordered a double because he was used to doing so at fast-food joints.
"Yep, that's what everybody does!" she exclaimed, nodding.
The place closes at 9 p.m. but even after the staff took the outside umbrellas inside, people were still arriving. As we left at about 8:30, a party of 13 young Mennonite people arrived and the staff didn't seem at all put out at having to move tables around to accommodate them.
As we were paying we told the cashier that we were first-time visitors, and she told us she approved of our first-time menu choices. Actually everything on the menu looked delicious. Next time I'm going for one of the milkshakes, served in those traditional metal cups (we could hear the whirring of the milkshake makers).
Blessed with hearty appetites, we ordered hamburgers, and they turned out to be real, juicy, old-fashioned hamburgers, cooked to order, rather than the prefab meat-like discs that pass for burgers these days. They came with delicious sweet-potato fries.
My date ordered a double burger and it was so large that at first he faced logistical problems just managing to eat the thing. He confessed to the friendly young waitress that, not knowing it would be so big, he'd ordered a double because he was used to doing so at fast-food joints.
"Yep, that's what everybody does!" she exclaimed, nodding.
The place closes at 9 p.m. but even after the staff took the outside umbrellas inside, people were still arriving. As we left at about 8:30, a party of 13 young Mennonite people arrived and the staff didn't seem at all put out at having to move tables around to accommodate them.
As we were paying we told the cashier that we were first-time visitors, and she told us she approved of our first-time menu choices. Actually everything on the menu looked delicious. Next time I'm going for one of the milkshakes, served in those traditional metal cups (we could hear the whirring of the milkshake makers).
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