Stacey\’s Ramblings

Where can you tromp through the snow, past a boarded-up building or two, downtown in a major American metropolis, and climb into your choice of early-morning, late-night, semi-dives serving the famed Coney Island?  New York?  No, Detroit, of course!

What is a Coney?  It’s a chili dog.  And a source of regional pride and oneupmanship.  And it’s hot and cheap and you can get it with fries.  While you’re at it, have a swig of local fave (and America’s Oldest Soft Drink), Vernor’s.

Did we mention this was the only time we let Nicki out of the trunk on our wee outing that day?  I hope the fries were worth it.

Can you hear Karen Carpenter singing?  (Click to enlarge.)

Ho, ho, ho!  It was Christmas and Stephen and Jim were in town.  Yes, you can download a silly 40-odd-second movie montage of their winter wonderland photoshoot.  And I have also posted a few gems here.  Please note their sterling, hand-knitted head- and neckwear, courtesy of yours truly this holiday.  (As always, click to enlarge.  The photos, not the knitwear.)

They're frond of each other.

With the onset of winter, the hat is back!  Now it’s travelling around Grosse Pointe.

Liggett is on my 6-mile loop

A family of snowpeople!

Jim and the hitching post

Instead of big cows, we have big frogs.

A quick trip to Chicago!

Outside my garland bedecked home!