Pitchfork Missed Another ’90s Gem

Not real­ly, but Geg­gy Tah popped into my head while I was on vaca­tion and I had to ask myself if it was real. Post-grunge was­n’t all Nick­el­back and Creed! There was tons of stuff like this.

It was­n’t all gold. I mean, there was this, too.

Yeah, I can remem­ber bit­ing my tongue quite often dur­ing col­lege. Peo­ple real­ly liked stuff like this! What I need to do is get down a few songs that I feel real­ly cap­tured the evolv­ing ’90s Zeit­geist. It was a weird decade!

The Fishtown Coffee Problem

When Helen and I moved to Port Fish­ing­ton, or Flat Iron as it’s prop­er­ly known, from the hus­tle and bus­tle of Two Street, we were in for a rude awak­en­ing. There was prac­ti­cal­ly noth­ing here! Want a bite to eat? Our neigh­bors rec­om­mend­ed Apple­bees! Good piz­za? Key Foods!

Yuck. Stranger, there was just one cof­fee option for the bulk of Fish­town: the dread­ed Rock­et Cat. Now, Rock­et Cat brought cof­fee right into the heart of Fish­town, locat­ed at the cor­ners of Frank­ford and Nor­ris, which is about as great a loca­tion as you can have in this neck of the woods. It’s a shame they serve bad cof­fee at pre­mi­um prices with ser­vice that will ruin your day. Top it off with the shop’s west Philly vibe and you’ve got the tri­fec­ta of awful.

Last year we wel­comed Milkcrate Cafe to Fish­town. It’s been out go-to spot when con­ve­nient. They serve La Colombe cof­fee, which is the gold stan­dard of Philly cof­fee. Major upgrade over Rock­et Cat, although they claim to have fol­lowed suit as cus­tomers reject­ed their watery organ­ic blend. Bonus, right? It is, but Milkcrate is quite a hike, unless I’m head­ed to Penn Treaty Park with Char­lie on a Sun­day morn­ing. The cof­fee’s good, the price is right and the ser­vice is won­der­ful, but I just don’t get over their often enough for it to be my reg­u­lar spot. Would­n’t hurt if they did some­thing about the seat­ing, too.

Enter the Lola Bean, which opened Sat­ur­day, right on Frank­ford just a block from John­ny Bren­da’s. I’ve already been twice! The cof­fee’s great and the ser­vice is love­ly. It’s a great addi­tion in the heart of what will soon be a bur­geon­ing strip of new busi­ness­es. I’m real­ly excit­ed to see what hap­pens next!

Best part about the Fish­town cof­fee “prob­lem?” We have options! It’s a lux­u­ry we did­n’t have just three years ago. Love local folks invest­ing in the neighborhood!

How to Improve OBX

We just got back from a love­ly week in the Out­er Banks. It was our fourth week-long stay. It’s like heav­en on Earth. Mostly.

I’ll offer three quick ways to improve the experience:

  • Cable TV. I don’t know what it is, but every­one seems to skimp on their cable pack­age. I know it’s pricey, but it’s impor­tant to peo­ple who are spend­ing any amount of time in a house. Maybe you don’t spring for HBO, but if you have an HDTV in the house, have an HD plan.
  • Shop­ping. Is there any zon­ing in the Out­er Banks? How many beach-relat­ed out­lets does one munic­i­pal­i­ty need? Would­n’t it be bet­ter to have a bet­ter mix of shops? Helen point­ed out how all the shop­ping seems to be in a race to the bot­tom right now. She’s not wrong.
  • Food. It’s abysmal. There’s a rea­son every­one cooks at home. I’ve had the most over­cooked fish in my life in OBX. Want to know what’s worse? BBQ. You’d think some­one would have a well-regard­ed, fam­i­ly-run spot that peo­ple line up to eat. No such thing. Sooey’s and Pig­man’s are decent, but I don’t spend the rest of the year look­ing for­ward to eat­ing at those places. Could some­one step up and fill the void?

Like I said, I always have a great time, but that’s most­ly because I unplug from every­thing and just spend time with friends and fam­i­ly. It does­n’t mean that I have to treat the beach house like a her­mitage. Give me a rea­son to go out and spend mon­ey, OBX!

In Praise of September Baseball

I know many of you enjoy the start of foot­ball sea­son. It con­jures thoughts of fall: crisp air, sweaters, chili and Sun­days with friends, hud­dled around the TV.

I love those things, too, but I feel like Sep­tem­ber base­ball gets lost in the fray. It’s the per­fect time of year for casu­al fans to get excit­ed. You have a clear­er sense of who’s good and who’s not, plus you jump into the mix just as the pen­nant races real­ly heat up. Every game counts! And you can eat chili while you watch! And wear a sweater!

So if your team is, say, the Eagles and you’ve already giv­en up on the sea­son, give base­ball a try. A friend can tell you about the play­ers. It’ll be a lot of fun, even for diehard foot­ball fans. Trust me. Give it a chance. You just might like it.