WHOOP'S



I used the phrase to a Dr. today and he said "I've never heard that phrase before".  How do you get through college and X number of years in medical school

and not know Shakespeare.       Whoops, its first quoted in Paul in his letters to the Corinthians.    Keep in mind, I didn't go to college.



TOMBSTONE TALES 2011

Grandson of Ted James Sr. of the Grand Lake Lodge



Patience Kemp grew up in Grand Lake.  Thanks to her we have the Historical Society.



Portraying Mrs. Ish

Beautiful fence around family plot.

Dave is so cool and it's so fun to hear him tell historical stories.

Judge Wescott-- 1st white man to spend a winter in Grand Lake.  This grave
was probably moved 2-3 times so lets hope he's really here.

Katie does a great Mrs. Kauffman.



Unknown Baby..................





Portraying Mrs. Pettingill. 



Our wonderful neighbors when we bought our property.  Still have furniture that they gave us.



P.G. Smith.    Father of Gracie Eslick    of Eslick Cottages



This is what I'll have to do since Dad won't bury me here because "it;s too cold".

Matilda was old enough someone should have known her last name.

OTTER POPS

NEW YORK CITY DAY 1 PART 2

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Everything's go'in to be just fine. Found a Whole Food's Market.

Finally made it to the "New Museum"

on the Bowery.
It's kinda like the Guggenheim only taller,

and downtown-----but.......
if you donate enough money they let you

paint the elevators any color you want.

These are huge and take up a whole wall in a dark room.

Current Exhibits

This is huge and multi-layered. I said to the guard "my grandson made one of those

with 4 cans of playdoh the other day". Very seriously he said "How long did it take him".
I replied "20 minutes, he's 3". He stroked his beard, looked at the floor and didn't say a word. It was then that I knew he spoke limited English or had a really bad

sense of humor. Or maybe not???

But I did love this painting. It is huge, about the size of our living room windows.


At Last---a Graffiti artist with a sense of humor

Now this is truly scary. We didn't just run onto this place---we

actually went looking for it. I had read a piece in the Times about
it and thought Dad might enjoy it.

This is the guy who guards the door when Billy won't be back
for an hour. "No, you can't go in" but we still came too close
to trying to bring a large "Dr. Pepper" tin sign
home with us.

No Idea What This Is Suppose To Be........


If This Steamer Trunk Could Talk...This on the other hand---It's bad enough that the dog is stuffed

but it has blood on it's mouth, dripping from it's tongue and
on it's paw. It's just gross.

Notice how I segway right into something more pleasant.

Hua Mei Bird Garden


Dad picked this dress out for my 16 year old brain.



Two cute Elders in Sara Roosevelt Park. One from Carlsbad, Calif and

the other from Mexico. It was the one from Carlsbad that was complaining
he couldn't find good Mexican Food in New York. We directed him to
Tortilla Flats on West 12th Street. I wish he'd been more impressed than

he seemed to be

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NEW YORK CITY DAY 1 PART 1 2011

Evidently Google objects to 70 + photo's in one posting so this is our

first day, no order to anything but over 11,000 steps in a little

over 4 hours. So much for taking it easy on this trip.

Liz Christy's Memorial Garden
It's great but locked up tight. They must work
on it on weekends.

Found my Kitchen Aid but it doesn't come in Yellow--

If they don't have one of these in the "Book of Mormon" play

they missed a good one.

We're sure we witness'd our first "large" drug deal in this doorway.

Man yanks open door and man standing outside hands him a

wad of rolled up bills about the size of a pint bottle. Man outside

is yanked inside and door slams. All this as we are walking past

on the sidewalk.

Look who has their name on the Star's trailer on a movie shoot.

Any time you see alot of trailers lining the side of a street,

a catering truck with expensive goodies laid out, about 50 men

standing around doing nothing, and miles of electric cable

you can be sure you have stumbled upon the filming of a

"movie" or "t.v." show. This is a pilot of a new t.v. show

called "Girls". The story of a bunch of young girls

making their way in New York City. What a novel idea,
can't imagine why no one has thought of that before????

Old Marble Cementery

There are two of them a block apart.

Cute family out walking their paper mache' snowman.

Cooper Union Building--- Part of NYU.

Brunch---We shared and Dad ate most of the fries.

I call this "New York Tile". If you see it you know where you are.

ITS IN THE JEANS

O.K.-- it's been 9 month and 40 pounds and my daughter 's are right!

It's time to shop for new jeans.

Hate to shop.

Wight House Shop having sale-- try on size 10 ---They Fit!!! Holy Cow--

look at price $100.00 --

are they out of their mind.

Nobody pays $100. for a pair of jeans. Go to major Thrift Store and buy 5 pairs of jeans at $5 -$6 a piece. Good buy, but they don't look like the one at the Wight House. All the time I'm thinking how cool it would be if I could

get into a brand that one of my daughters used to wear.

One daughter had a thing for Girbaud, another had a pair

of Lucky Jeans.

Neither seemed exactly up my alley. Go back to Wight House and hand over the American Express for a

great pair of expensive jeans and then I look at the tag------

GETTING READY FOR 1ST NEW YORK TRIP OF THE YEAR

Making Egg Creams for 111 Years, Even on Passover

By Barry Joseph

Courtesy of H. Fox and Company

David Fox has a problem with his rabbi. I sit across from David, at his office desk, in the family factory H. Fox and Company, deep in Brooklyn. David’s family founded the company and for the past century it has manufacturing a wide variety of flavored syrups. Today, however, I am only interested in one, Fox’s U-Bet chocolate syrup, which is widely regarded as the essential ingredient for the classic egg cream, once described by Mel Brooks as “the opposite of circumcision” as it “pleasurably reaffirms your Jewishness.” It is only Hanukkah, but the time has come once again, as it has for more than a hundred years, to ready his plant to produce the Passover batch. Fox’s U-Bet is used all around the world, and year-long; Passover is no exception. Kashering the syrup for Passover is no small task. First the ingredients need to change. Only real sugar will do for replacing the corn syrup, producing something a bit sweeter while maintaining the smooth, round taste that distinguishes the syrup from other brands. But sugar is expensive. “Yet we don’t charge more.” Why not? “We are the only chocolate syrup that I know of that’s kosher for Passover,” he explains. “We just don’t think it’s the right thing to do.” Next, the vessels need to be kashered, the whole processing line from beginning to end. Everything is sanitized, sterilized, and boiled up. It takes an entire day to prepare, a lost day of production. The 36,000 square foot factory, once up and running, will produce 2,000 crates on a good day, each containing a dozen bottles. And of course, you need a rabbi to oversee it all. Fox’s rabbi has been with the company for 45 years. “He’s not in the OU,” David explains, referring to the Orthodox Union, one of the largest and oldest kosher certifying agencies in the country. “But he is extraordinarily versed.” Fox’s rabbi, however, is not the problem. It’s everyone else, he says. It’s a society whose values are different from the world in which U-Bet was first born. H. Fox and Company was founded in 1900, by David’s grandfather, cooking syrup over an open flame in his tenement house in Brownsville. But he was more than a syrup entrepreneur. He was also a gambler. One day he traveled to Texas with an eye on an oil well investment. The well was dry. While he failed to pick up a fortune, he picked up the phrase: you bet it’s good! Originally the label read ‘Fox’s U-Bet It’s Good.’ Over the years it became simply Fox’s U-Bet. The syrup has been touted by Jerry Lewis, Rob Reiner, and even Mel Brooks in the pages of Playboy, amongst others. The rest is history. David is approaching his 69th birthday, running one of the two or three syrup companies left in the New York metropolitan region. His son, Kelly, has since joined the business. But when David first worked professionally within the company, there were three to four dozen competitors down the block, it was a different time, when the rabbi’s word was all that was needed to assure consumers a product was kosher. Now when some people hear that Fox’s U-Bet’s rabbi is not with the OU, preventing the syrup from carrying the more stringent OU heksher, or kosher mark, they inevitably ask David why they don’t change their certification. “Because we’ve been working with a man who has been with us almost 50 years,” he tells them. “He’s grown with us. He’s part of our family. I don’t think it’s the way we should run our lives.” David’s pride in his product is about more than quality and values. With egg creams, he tells me, “I don’t think it’s only a taste sensation.” It is something more, much more. “I think the concept of going in and ordering an egg cream brings back a lot of memories. It puts them back into a different time.” For David, that is a time when nothing was better than an afternoon spent with a Spalding and a broom, playing stick ball. “It may only be for seconds, but they lose themselves.” With every bottle of syrup purchased and egg cream mixed, a company is supported that embodies a way of being in the world held over from an earlier era, maintaining a family-run business which proudly stands against the tide of history, refusing to fire it’s rabbi. “At the end of the day,” David tell me, “when you die, all you’re left with is your name, your name and what it represents.” Barry Joseph writes occasionally for both the Forward in print and on this blog. He is currently working on an upcoming book called “Give Me Seltzer.” For more on the project, Barry invites you to join the Facebook group and visit the blog Give Me Seltzer.