Showing posts with label Rochester. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rochester. Show all posts

7.12.2013

Good Luck, Rochester

What more can you ask for when coming to a new town than a hearty meal made with the best local ingredients? The restaurant Good Luck in Rochester, NY delivers on all fronts, dishing up familiar but remarkable food with rustic flare.  

Each element of the meals seemed carefully considered and then served in large portions meant for sharing. The burger is enough to feed a family alone. The atmosphere is casual and bubbly, and the decor suggests the farm table concept with a good dose of fun. I left happy and satisfied, wondering what other gems Rochester has to offer.

Get some Good Luck at 50 Anderson Ave. in Rochester, NY. Ask your waiter how the restaurant got its name.










Alison Zeller

While visiting my friends in Rochester, I was impressed by their art collection: numerous charming paintings and an array of fine art photography. I thought, "Wow! These guys must be doing pretty well for themselves!" 

And they are, but what I didn't realize was that much of the work was crafted by the hands of one of my hosts. I was super impressed. Check her out!




          

7.11.2013

Homeless loner

Last night was the first that I spent by myself since moving out of Brooklyn. Even Pickle had to sleep in the car as the Ramada Inn in Wilkes-Berre, PA "is not pet friendly" (please, never stay there). As I lay alone in my non-smoking room that stank like cigarettes and cotton candy, I had to keep reminding myself that I am not wandering aimlessly--that this might feel difficult but there is ultimately a point.

And today I am grateful to have a set destination: Rochester, NY to visit my old friend Kurt and his wife Ali. Kurt and I were abroad together in New Zealand during college. Kurt vibbed to Nora Jones and wrote philosophical reflections in a spiral notebook; I was enthusiastic but closeted and tough. We traveled and made fun of the other people in our program. We were cool to ourselves. Although our communications have become biannual at best, I will always value his friendship, and I look forward to seeing him.