My friend uses the word "treats" to describe anything from cookies, ice cream, taffy, biscuits and even to coffee. She sent me a picture of her outing last week and said, "Niles and I even stopped for "treats"". When I looked at the picture, my mouth started watering and I imagined them sitting on a park bench with the soft warm sun shining on their cute faces.  I could even taste the warm chocolate icing melting around what appeared to be a donut covered in Oreo bits.

  Thanks to David Abeshouse and Paul Napolitano, Gotham’s own sommeliers, I know that I have officially expanded my wine pallet.

  As we continue in this pandemic one observation has become readily apparent, video conferencing, and for me video court appearances are here to stay. So, my question is, is it getting any easier for you?   For me that answer is complicated. I had two opposite experiences in the same week.

About six weeks ago I was contemplating getting a haircut. I got three since the pandemic shut down barber shops and they re-opened. But then I got a call – it was March 11-- from my barber, Frank.  

As I write this the second "bunch" of astronauts are preparing to embark the SpaceX capsule called Dragon that brought them to the International Space Station. There are now 4 countries represented in the ISS and lots of science experiments yet to be performed.   I'm watching it live on my iPhone as I walk around the house, prepare my moring cup of cafe con leche and writing this blog. Who knew I would be watching humans in space on a small handheld device walking around my house.  

Last Saturday I went sailing with my friends David Berger and Guy deBoer (pictured).  If the name Guy deBoer is unfamiliar to you, mark it well as he will be world famous at the end of next year when he (and his boat Spirit) will be the first American solo sailor to win the around the World Golden Globe Race which starts in France. 

It seems like a blog that must be written at least once a year. Baseball caps.I put on my Mets hat and walked out the door of our small hotel in Alexandria, Virginia. As I embarked on our morning walk, I wondered whether my hat would garner attention or comment in the land of the Mets National League rivals - the Nationals.

Recently, I had the opportunity to enjoy lunch with two Irishmen at a lovely outdoor cafe in Blue Bell, Pennsylvania. When the hostess asked if we wanted shade or sun for our outdoor dining experience, it was thrice clear, that shade should've been the obvious choice. However, we chose the sun. Fair skinned and all.