Adventures in Gastronomy

I went down to the Cape this weekend and had a great time. My father flew out to Chicago to visit a dying uncle (by marriage, who I’ve met only a handful of times and couldn’t recognize him if I saw him) so I agreed to come home for the weekend and keep my mother company. Aside from some surgery my Dad had 20 years ago, this is the first time that my Mom has ever been home alone without my father. Actually, when I think about it, 20 years ago my brother and I were still living at home so she actually has NEVER been alone at home without him. To make matters worse, this “deathbed” uncle of mine (who my father was guilted into going to see) seems to be doing fine. Hell, he picked my father up at the airport and drove him home himself. It looks like this trip wasn’t “necessary.”

Anyway, I arrived on the Cape on Saturday morning around 11:30AM. I did the requisite introductions (Randy met my Mom and Dusty). We then headed out to show Randy the village where I was raised: Osterville. He brought his camera since he’s such a great photographer and took the photos you’ll see at the bottom.

That night, Randy and I headed to the Cape Cod Mall to do some shopping. We managed to find the most amazing deals. He bought two pairs of jeans and Macy’s, then a leather jacket at Wilson’s (I bought winter gloves on sale). But the best deals came when we headed over to Old Navy. There was a rack near the front of print t-shirts for $6.99 each. I found a few I liked, then walked back into the store and found some long sleeve/collared pull-over shirts originally priced at $19.99. Further back we found the ringer-tee section (for only $0.97 each!)

We both tried things on and I ended up bringing 9 shirts (various types) to the counter. Randy brought 7 shirts plus an apron (for a party he’s having Friday night). The cashier started correcting the price on everything we bought and changed EVERYTHING to $0.77 – even the long sleeve shirts. In the end with 16 shirts and an apron (which was half price at $8.25), the total bill came to $20.00! I love a good deal – and now I’m all ready for summer.

Later that evening the three of us played Rummy (mom won, then Randy in second place). I blame my poor gaming skills on Randy closing the trunk of his car on my face. It’s true! I was putting my purchases into the trunk and I was arranging them in a way that they wouldn’t tip over and spill the contents all over the place as we drove home….when all of a sudden he pushed the trunk door down onto my forehead (above my left eye). Fortunately, there was no bloodshed (though that would have increased the guilt potential).

On Sunday, we went out for breakfast together then drove back to Boston. That night, we got together with Randy’s friends, Chris and Pete, to have dinner, dessert and cards. All in all, a great weekend!

Now, onto the photos. All of these photos (aside from the last one) are from the village where I was raised: Osterville. Randy took all of them since I was too lazy to pull out my camera. I was raised in a TINY 3 bedroom/1 bathroom house designed/built by a boat builder from Crosby’s Boat Yard at the end of our street (West Bay Road). These were my neighbors down the street. No wonder my self-esteem is so low.

And here we find Mom and me at the end of the street.

…and Randy at the same place.

There were massive piles of shells washed up on shore at Osterville Dowse’s Beach.

This last photo is actually Hyannisport (same town, different village).

So there you have it…my hometown (home-village).

October 23rd, 2006
Categories: Uncategorized . Author: snarl

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