Hood's BBQ in Unionville will be closed from Sept. 1 through 14 for the family's annual vacation. They'll reopen on Saturday, Sept. 15.
And the Starbucks in Jennersville has been closed for a few weeks for renovations, but it is scheduled to reopen on Friday, Aug. 24.
Saturday, August 18, 2018
Friday, August 17, 2018
AUTUMN: Two equestrian events
A couple of (very) local equestrian events to add to your schedule: The Plantation Field International Horse Trials will be from Sept. 20 through 23, and the 84th running of the Pennsylvania Hunt Cup will be Sunday, Nov. 4. Both events are terrific for spectators and people-watchers.
BACK TO SCHOOL: School supplies
I was talking with two parents the other day about their back-to-school preparations. One is sending her older child to kindergarten and her younger one to preschool this year. She said filling out all of the paperwork and schlepping around to obtain the exact supplies specified (36 bottles of glue!) reminds her of the stress of her college days: "You'd start looking at all the syllabuses and just go, 'Oh my God!'"
A more seasoned dad, with two kids at Hillendale Elementary, counseled her that it's easier all around just to order the prepackaged school supplies box offered by the PTO.
A more seasoned dad, with two kids at Hillendale Elementary, counseled her that it's easier all around just to order the prepackaged school supplies box offered by the PTO.
FIDDLERS' PICNIC: A rainy day in Hibernia
The 90th annual Old Fiddlers' Picnic at Hibernia Park was a muddy affair this year.
We got there at about 11 a.m. and decided to catch some mainstage performers before visiting the informal jam sessions in the woods. We listened to a few solo acts and groups -- they sign up for their slots on the stage -- and sang along with "She'll Be Comin' 'Round the Mountain" (it's amazing what you remember from elementary school music class).
But then the dark clouds started to roll in and thunder rumbled in the distance. The usually easygoing emcee urged everyone to take cover, and the sound system was unplugged. We took our pulled pork sandwiches back to the Jeep, zipped the window in and just hung out as the rain poured down. A lot of cars spectators departed; we noticed with amusement that others were quick to snag their parking spots.
When the rain lessened, we walked over to the covered pavilion, which is where the musicians had gathered to jam with their fiddles, guitars, banjos, and ukuleles. There was even an upright bass, and one guy had a kazoo on his guitar strap.
"You never know when it'll come in handy," he said.
We got there at about 11 a.m. and decided to catch some mainstage performers before visiting the informal jam sessions in the woods. We listened to a few solo acts and groups -- they sign up for their slots on the stage -- and sang along with "She'll Be Comin' 'Round the Mountain" (it's amazing what you remember from elementary school music class).
But then the dark clouds started to roll in and thunder rumbled in the distance. The usually easygoing emcee urged everyone to take cover, and the sound system was unplugged. We took our pulled pork sandwiches back to the Jeep, zipped the window in and just hung out as the rain poured down. A lot of cars spectators departed; we noticed with amusement that others were quick to snag their parking spots.
When the rain lessened, we walked over to the covered pavilion, which is where the musicians had gathered to jam with their fiddles, guitars, banjos, and ukuleles. There was even an upright bass, and one guy had a kazoo on his guitar strap.
"You never know when it'll come in handy," he said.
NEWARK: An Indian coincidence
On Aug. 15 we headed to the Indian Sizzler in Newark because I had a longing for their lamb biryani.
Imagine our surprise when, after dinner, we were strolling through one of the wide-open University of Delaware quads and saw a display of 1,947 little Indian flags stuck into the grass. Turns out Aug. 15, 1947, was the day that India gained its independence from Great Britain.
I snapped a photo and forwarded it to my colleagues in Mumbai and Chennai; they were thrilled to see that the holiday is recognized here in the States.
"This gave me goosebumps!" replied one.
Imagine our surprise when, after dinner, we were strolling through one of the wide-open University of Delaware quads and saw a display of 1,947 little Indian flags stuck into the grass. Turns out Aug. 15, 1947, was the day that India gained its independence from Great Britain.
I snapped a photo and forwarded it to my colleagues in Mumbai and Chennai; they were thrilled to see that the holiday is recognized here in the States.
"This gave me goosebumps!" replied one.
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| Celebrating Indian Independence Day at the University of Delaware. |
YELTON: A loss for the op-ed page
The letters-to-the-editor columns of our local papers will be a little shorter: I just learned that Bruce Yelton of Pocopson Township died back in July.
Bruce, a Tower Hill grad, was a classic American gadfly. He attended township meetings, school board meetings, library board meetings, and just about any committee meeting you can imagine. He took pages of notes. He collected volumes of data. He asked questions, then asked them again.
And after he digested all the material, he'd bang out (on an old-fashioned typewriter) fiery letters to the editor. The oblique, carefully crafted language of diplomacy was not for him; he simply informed officials what they "must" do. The superintendent MUST release these personnel statistics; the library board MUST give up its "pipe dream" (one of his favorite phrases) of a new building.
He held strong opinions and loved being in the middle of a controversy.
I usually disagreed with Bruce. But then, every once in a while, one of his letters would be completely on target. Confused by this cognitive dissonance, I'd have to stop and re-read it.
Bruce was one of a kind. I am sure his family members, and public officials everywhere, will be sharing stories about him for a long time to come.
Bruce, a Tower Hill grad, was a classic American gadfly. He attended township meetings, school board meetings, library board meetings, and just about any committee meeting you can imagine. He took pages of notes. He collected volumes of data. He asked questions, then asked them again.
And after he digested all the material, he'd bang out (on an old-fashioned typewriter) fiery letters to the editor. The oblique, carefully crafted language of diplomacy was not for him; he simply informed officials what they "must" do. The superintendent MUST release these personnel statistics; the library board MUST give up its "pipe dream" (one of his favorite phrases) of a new building.
He held strong opinions and loved being in the middle of a controversy.
I usually disagreed with Bruce. But then, every once in a while, one of his letters would be completely on target. Confused by this cognitive dissonance, I'd have to stop and re-read it.
Bruce was one of a kind. I am sure his family members, and public officials everywhere, will be sharing stories about him for a long time to come.
BRICK AND MORTAR: A Staples removed
The rumors are true: Staples in the Longwood shopping center on Baltimore Pike will be closing this fall.
I finally remembered to ask a Staples employee the other day, and she confirmed the sad news. She said they will close by November.
Where will I recycle my empty ink cartridges now? It looks like the closest remaining stores are on Concord Pike in Delaware and Paoli Pike in West Goshen.
I finally remembered to ask a Staples employee the other day, and she confirmed the sad news. She said they will close by November.
Where will I recycle my empty ink cartridges now? It looks like the closest remaining stores are on Concord Pike in Delaware and Paoli Pike in West Goshen.
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