Archive for July, 2013

July 31, 2013

Independence Day in Military City

Fourth of July weekend Jim and I traveled out to Oceanside, CA and Camp Pendleton to visit our firstborn in his Marine habitat. It was our first trip out to see his life and we had a wonderful time exploring the base, a summer weekend in Southern California and the lifestyle of our son on base.

The weekend was chock full of activities. It was a bit odd adjusting to the climate and weather in Southern California on the coast. June Gloom was quite a different experience than our usual sunny and hot summer weather in early July. That was more than balanced by the celebration and excitement which accompanies the Nation’s Birthday on a military base.

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July 27, 2013

Three Peeps Hit the Town

Thursday we hit the town. Yep, me and my peeps. We did it up in the Meatpacking District.

Jim was in the country and Ellie, Peter and I decided on a night out. Ever since Ellie went to the Sugar Factory with her friends, my mind was entranced at the idea of a large alcoholic beverage with gummi worms in it. Who wouldn’t be obsessed with such a thought?

We met at the Sugar Factory right at 5:30. Peter and Ellie had already had adventures traveling from Grand Central and purchasing a shirt for Peter so he wasn’t mistaken for a waiter. When I arrived on Gansevoort, Peter was just polishing off a Chocolate Martini! He looked extremely handsome and I could tell because the bartender was flirting with him shamelessly. Peter seemed oblivious, but his sister and I knew. Ellie was a bit undone that she wasn’t the focus of the bartender’s attentions.

I ordered the one drink which advertised Gummi Worms, it was called a White Gummi. It was a whopping 60 ounces and featured clouds from dry ice and a lacing of gummi worms.


Peter ordered a Mai Tai which was also of gargantuan proportions and featured gummi cherries! It also smoked with clouds from the dry ice.


I liked his even better than mine! Ellie graciously helped both of us.

Digging those gummi worms out of my drink took a lot of my attention. It seemed every time the waiter came by to check on us, I was sitting happily with a gummi worm hanging out of my mouth.


We polished off those drinks in fine form and headed to Beaumarchais a short distance away for dinner.

To be perfectly honest, we were a bit full and tired by then. Doggie bags all around.



It was super fun, but those Gummi’s can really fill a guy up–not to mention 60 ounces of drink.

When we got home, there was an extra surprise! Jim had come back from the country and had just arrived. The evening ended in the best possible way with five of the six Frosts (missing Alex, but including Dakota) sprawled on our bed watching Stephen Colbert lampoon the infamous Carlos Danger.

And that, my friends, is better than all the Gummi Worm drinks in the  world!!

July 22, 2013

Pond Life in the Country

Last week we had the hottest week anyone could remember for vacation. After a few days of suffering, we took to the water.

First there was simple dunking. Dakota was the primary beneficiary since he was the one insisting on wearing a fur coat. It was amazing how much he perked up when he was wet. He looks a little dubious, or perhaps disgusted in this photo, but mostly he looked happy to be wet.

photo (30)After a few days, we just took to the water. Dakota was quite happy to float with me. Having half of your furry body wet and not having to struggle is quite relaxing. The amazing thing is that when Dakota is wet, he weighs five times more than dry. When he tries to walk with his coat soaking wet, he staggers like a drunken sailor.

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Of course the heat broke Sunday just as Ellie and I headed back to New York. Jim wisely decided to prolong his country exposure and may never return.

July 18, 2013

Los Lonely Boys in Norfolk

One evening which will always be transcendent in my memory was seeing Carlos Santana in concert at Madison Square Garden. We went back stage and met him, but far more amazing than that was the concert. Carlos was just plain magic. Equally magical was his opening band, Los Lonely Boys. Carlos and the boys went head to head and the sounds will never leave my brain and heart.

This explains why on April 11th when I logged on to my email at 5:30 a.m. my heart raced to see an announcement from Infinity Hall that Los Lonely Boys would be playing July 17th. I may have been the first person to purchase tickets. I sure as heck got the best tickets in the house!

A word on Infinity Hall. This is a beautifully renovated venue which seats 300 people. Our long time friend, Jack Forchette, has been involved since day one and books the acts. Jack is an amazing man. He has had one of those lives which live most often in fiction with new chapters, twists and turns and lots of unforgettable experiences. At one point he delivered our mail, but before than he was a professional baseball player, managed the group Chicago and many other acts. He could fill a book, not just a blog post. Once entering the Bertelsmann Building at 1540 Broadway, I ran into Jack heading to a meeting at BMG. The man gets around.


Back to Los Lonely Boys. The concert was outstanding. The energy and musicianship of the three brothers was off the charts and, as far as I was concerned, they could have played for hours and hours and hours. They played a long concert. They must collapse in a heap at the end. The small venue made it seem like they were playing just for us. Don’t even start Jim on how phenomenal they were, he raved all the way home.

It was our big night out on vacation and it was a major home run. All night the music has played in my dreams. Oh, and to top it off, we ran into Jack and Dana, his wife, at the show! So wonderful to see long time friends.

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July 17, 2013

A Neighbor Encountered

The weather is hot in the country. A situation which is unusual, but not unheard of. A little heat isn’t enough to deter us from our walks. It just means Dakota has to stay home.

Returning from a two hour walk around Platt Hill, one of our favorite hikes, we met a neighbor we hadn’t seen in years. At least, we think he is the same neighbor. He looks a little green. Always did.

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Unfortunately, there is nothing in this photo to show scale, but his shell is well over a foot long and he has quite a tail as well. Downwind the fellow needs to worry about personal hygiene.

Shown here Mr. Turtle was crossing the road from our pond to Lake Winchester. If he is the same fellow, then he is the reason Jim and any male guests stopped the practice of skinny-dipping after dinner a few decades ago. You can’t see in this photo, but there are faint markings of red and green paint on his shell–a long ago life as a pet?

The paparazzi disturbed our neighbor’s constitutional. He turned and headed back to the pond. A guy can’t get a little peace and quiet even in the country.

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