Ever since we returned from our Hawaiian honeymoon ten plus years ago, I have craved fresh pineapple. I have yet to buy a pineapple that even came close to how good the ones we enjoyed in Hawaii were, but the pineapples imported here are pretty good. Cutting them up is usually a problem--I always end up butchering them and the slices never look pretty. I often splurge and buy it already cut up, but that is costly. However, now I own my very own pineapple corer/slicer! My good friend Sherry gifted me this for my birthday and I love it! It is so easy and fun to use and the pineapple comes out in a perfect spiral. The juice stays inside the pineapple base and I was able to add it to my morning OJ.
The base of the pineapple can even be used as a giant cup for a tropical drink, or to serve a fruit salad. Thanks Sherry!!
Andrew and I attended a graduation party yesterday afternoon for the "little" boy who I was a nanny for when I was in graduate school. He is now 18 and a High School graduate! Where did that time go? He is working at a fancy schmancy French restaurantin NYC this summer, a place that I barely understand the items on the menu, let alone could afford to eat! He is then going to the Culinary Institute of America (CIA) in the fall to become a chef. I am so excited for him! He's always wanted to be a chef. I am hoping that I get a chance to return to Rhinebeck for the sheep and wool festival in the next three years so that I can make a pit stop at the CIA to dine at one of their restaurants when he is working there.
On our way home from the party, I took the "scenic" route home, through Philadelphia. We started near Society Hill, went through part of South Philly, Center City, North Philly, and finally hit the city line and entered suburbia. It was the beginning of rush hour, so no matter what route I took I would have hit bad traffic. Andrew was a trooper and was great on the ride, enjoying pointing out the buses and cars we saw. I took a few photos of our trip through the city.
Mural somewhere near South Philly. I think I was at Broad and Lombard.
Philly's finest at work! The taxi did an illegal u-turn and almost hit me trying to get in front of me. I was waiting at a red light and could not move anywhere. While I was sitting there thinking bad thoughts about the idiot driver, this bike cop showed up and confronted the taxi driver. Yay!





