Monday, February 20, 2017


As I mentioned in my previous post, we went to see a dear friend the other day.  There was a restaurant I had learned about a year previously.  If it were closer we would have visited ages ago and probably more often, but as our friend lives in the same area, I suggested we all have lunch.  It was lovely and sometimes you can have a mediocre meal but the people you are with always make up for it.  Here, however, we not only had great company but also a great meal.

To give you a little background, about a year ago I was looking for identification on wildflowers, and up pops this blog.  It was very well written and the photos were fun to look at.  I was able to ID several wildflowers in my own photos, and as I found that the blog owner and his wife went on several hikes, taking photos along the way, I found it all very interesting and informative.  

As time went on I began to explore his blog and found not only that they enjoyed being out in nature, but he added meals, and also he was very knowledgeable about wines and beers.  I am always looking for something new and this blog fit the bill.

Popping in every now and again,  I read his biography - yes I was a bit slow on that - and learned that he was the chef/owner of a restaurant in the same town my friend lived in.  In fact, when I mentioned it to her, she said she had been there a few years previously.  I asked her if she would be interested in going again the next time we got together, and so last week we found ourselves heading to One Block West.

Wonderful restaurant with friendly service.  At some restaurants you get the feeling that you are being rushed through your meal, followed by negative vibes from the staff who hover until you feel it's definitely time to go.  Here we had none of that and were able to enjoy a leisurely meal, which was not only delicious but very attractively presented.  

And we were able to talk with our chef.  I told him I felt like I knew him as I had read his blog.  We also said how much we had enjoyed our meal, and were able to chat for a little while.

Here are a few photos of  each dish, each absolutely delicious.

Shortly after being seated we were given a basket of bread, which was very yummy, and a small container of olive oil for dipping.  Loved the little pot the oil was served in.  Our soup of the day was Beef and Barley which came with crispy breadsticks.  I was chilled from the cold weather, and found the soup very comforting.  We all ordered Beef and Barley.

My friend and I ordered the Carmelized Sea Scallops with Parsnip Puree and Arugula.  

Gregg ordered Ed's Pasta.  You could add chicken, shrimp or scallops and Gregg chose shrimp. 

By this time we had all had more than enough to eat, but my friend and I ended up sharing the Creme Brulee of the Day.  This day it was apricot.  There were other delicious dessert items on the menu, which you can look at here.  All excellent choices and we are just going to have to go back to try them one of these days.

No I didn't get any freebies for writing about this restaurant.  When I go anywhere, have a good time and have a great meal, I like to give credit where credit is due.  My photos do not always give justice to the meal shown, but everything tasted wonderful.  If you are in the area I can highly recommend One Block West.

Friday, February 17, 2017


This is a photo of one of the restaurants when we went down south last summer.  We have never eaten there but have walked down to see the boats tied up.  Occasionally a boat will come in and we watch them drag it out of the water onto a special flat-bed usually hooked up to a truck.  It's interesting to see the process for non-boat people like us.  

Son came over on his day off and helped his dad cart down an old desk out of his old bedroom from when he lived here, years ago now.  We had breakfast together, caught up on his week as we usually do and it was a fun get-together as it usually is.  I might be prejudiced but he is fun to talk to, is a wonderful conversationalist and has a great sense of humor.  His visits are a tonic. Next time we get together we're hoping we can go out as a foursome.  Because of his work hours he often has a day off when his sweet wife is working, so when we all do get together it is always a treat.

And talking about sweeties, my niece in Germany called.  We often have lovely chats thanks to Facetime.  Always bless this wonderful technology when we can talk face to face, next best thing to being in the same room and hard to imagine all the miles between us.  Our niece also has a great sense of humor, is a wonderful conversationalist and has us laughing many times.  An hour-and-a-half can go by fast.  We are sowing the seeds for getting together again.  Can't be too soon for me.

Yesterday we met up with a friend and had lunch.  A restaurant I found on a blog and as it was in the same town as our friend, I suggested we go there.  I'll tell you more on Monday when I share photos of the meal.  It involved a lovely drive through the prettiest countryside to pick up our friend, a short trip to the restaurant and after our meal a cup of tea at our friend's house, and then another nice trip home.  Even though it was during rush hour we were driving against traffic and it was smooth sailing.  Put my feet up once we got home and took a nap!

One exciting trip to the dump to take said desk mentioned in my second paragraph, and filled the van up to the gills with items we couldn't give away but were recycled at the dump.  

Had phone chats with other friends and there you go.  That's been my week up to now.  It was a good one.  Hope yours has been too.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017


When Gregg retired a few years ago, he had more time to get into our genealogy, not only his own but mine too.  We had a dear old friend who had been doing this for years, and he had encouraged us when we expressed our interest. There were already family members on Gregg's side who had done extensive research but none on mine.  Finding those long, unknown people who were related to me, has been a wonderful journey thanks to Gregg's diligence and enthusiasm.  He has enjoyed discovering them as much as I have.

These are the Perry sisters.  We only have information about one, Mary Elizabeth Perry who went by the name Polly, and I am not sure which one she.  She is my Great-Grandfather's first cousin's wife!  She was born in Enville, Staffordshire, England in 1891 and lived until 1970.  Like a light bulb that went off in the back of my mind, I remembered my father talking about Aunty Polly, but I am not sure if he was talking about an Aunty Polly on his side of the family or mother's side.  Polly's father was Francis and her mother was Eliza Louisa Preece.  There was also a brother named Arthur.  At least one of her parents lived in Sallop, Shropshire

She married George Archer Turley in Wolverhampton, in September 1916.  George was born in 1886.  We don't know what year he passed away.  I am curious about this photo with the trophies, a master gardener perhaps?  

He probably could tell you that England suffered from an oppressive heat that ravaged the whole country, from July through to September 1911, and that Edward VII was crowned in 1902.
In October 1903 the Women's Social and Political Union was formed to campaign for women's suffrage.  It was founded by six women, two of whom, Emmeline and Christabel Pankhurst, soon became the most prominent.

There is a great timeline on British history at this link.

An added thought, if you want to connect with your grandparents, ask them "What was it like when you were a little boy Granddad?"  And remember what they say. I never knew my Mum's Dad as he passed away long before I was born. My Grandad, my Dad's father (or Nandad as we used to call him) was a rather scary fellow to me as a little girl, very Victorian in his way of thinking - children should be seen and not heard. But if only I had asked the right questions, I could maybe have connected, as I surely know the right questions now.  When we are young we think we have all the time in the world for such things, and might not even have the interest as we do when we get older.  Truth be told the clock is ticking and one day you will wish you had asked those questions.