It’s Kind of Fishy

Woman eating soup at a diner booth with rainy window and open sign in background

After the death of my road buddy Bill, I continued wandering alone. A fancy word for this is solivagent. Like Pius Itinerant, I like to toss these words around because they seem so much more cultured and eloquent than bum. But It's all the same thing. Now food, as in where to get a good …

A Room With A View

Sabrina here. We had to remove ourselves from the common dining area; the new accommodations are superior. We are right in front of the large sliding door with a view of the birdfeeders and those tasty morsels that fly about. Father calls them goldfinches. They are just lovely, and most likely very tasty sauteed in …