Okay, Blogger, so you want these two pictures at the top? You have a way of shifting things around behind my back. I did not consciously put them there! But why not. I want to go to St.Leo's someday, for more than a brief sit down. I must admit, I love the rich atmosphere of being inside a Catholic chapel -- or is it cathedral? . I remember attending one on Christmas Eve in Glasgow, Scotland, many years ago.
The border between Piedmont and Oakland, where I live, crosses through my apartment building, it has been said. Which might mean that I sleep in Oakland and, up the hall, do my laundry in Piedmont.
The Piedmont Grocery went mask-free for two or three daring weeks. Of course, it couldn't have lasted. The un-vaccinated are the problem -- sorry if you are and feel offended. The two shot protection is so amazingly good (99.9% against hospitalization and death), that what really boggles my mind is how many health workers resist it, too. Which only goes to show that those who administer science-based treatment to others do not always accept the same treatment for themselves.. We are innately irrational creatures.
I wondered who that was in the window. Oh, it was me!
I could cry, Ninna's was my favorite Thai restaurant on Piedmont Avenue.
And Gaylords, still shuttered.
This was a total shock. Greetings. I thought it was invincible, I have bought so many things there over the years, mostly gifts. The walls were lined with greeting cards, some blank, from the world over. They always had just the right thing.. So many small business owners got screwed by one of the most shamefully self-serving governors ever to rule the State of Insanity. A smug self-entitled despot who faces a recall. And may have plenty of time, if he gets the royal boot, to wonder what all went wrong at the French Laundry.
Goodbye, another our-town Piedmont Avenue luxury. My last purchase a few days ago was a colorful little child's book with blank pages, which I will give to my friend Boyi's son, Ethan, come Christmas. You can see him up there, top right. playing a game of rescuing me (that's how it felt when I hid and made funny sounds and he came after me), during their visit a couple of weeks ago. He is such a cute kid, and now he can say name perfectly -- when he wants to. Oh, the joy a child can bring with just one word.
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