It was sweet, good and fun for everyone. The Philadelphia Honey Festival, held last weekend, proved to bee the queen bee of festivals — one sweet treat. If you missed this year’s festival, mark your calendar for next September, and bee ready to buzz over there. Besides honey tastings from local beekeepers with jars of honey and honeycomb for sale, there were hive demonstrations, honey extractions, plant sales and children’s activities, along with music and a cooking contest. Additionally, two authors were on hand and discussed their new books – one a bee thriller about colony collapse disorder, sprinkled with suspense and romance, and the other about urban beekeeping. Libations made with honey for sampling included mead and Colonial porter — both “unbee-lievaby” tasty.
Whenever I eat a hardshell crab, I think of Jimmy’s. Jimmy’s Apartments were, for many years, my family’s gathering spot and summer home-away-from-home at the Jersey shore.
There is this persistent rumor that’s been going around for years that people like to drink beer. Those intrigued by this notion might like to make it over to the Danube Swabian Association, 1277 Southampton Road, on Saturday, Sept. 13, to sample some imported and local suds.
The question on the game show Jeopardy is “Heavy on the oil, no mayo, peppers on the side.” The immediate Philadelphia response: “What is a hoagie?”
Across the city, the hum of air conditioners has ceased, as has the sound of splashing water in the pools. Neighborhoods have grown quiet. On the horizon, you can see it coming ever so cautiously down the street. The mere sight of it strikes terror in young hearts while at the same instant it induces total and unequivocal tranquility in the hearts of their mothers. It’s big. It’s yellow. Here comes the school bus!
At any time, hundreds of species of bacteria — both potentially harmful and potentially helpful — inhabit the human digestive tract.
“He that sups with the devil needs a long spoon.”— English Proverb
My basil was out of control.
“Let’s go to Pittsburgh,” I said, when the possibility of a long weekend trip came up a few weeks ago. Why not? Having traveled some miles over the years, Pittsburgh was one relatively close destination we’d talked about but never visited.