Comments for MissingBuffaloBlog by MP Kane http://missingbuffaloblog.com A Buffalonian's and Buffalo Expatriate's Forum Thu, 28 Aug 2008 23:01:37 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.1 Comment on The Albright Knox Art Gallery by Camille http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/10/06/the-albright-knox-art-gallery/#comment-30 Camille Sun, 01 Jul 2007 05:53:41 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/10/06/the-albright-knox-art-gallery/#comment-30 Mom - I think you have it in you to do art that changes the world. Mom - I think you have it in you to do art that changes the world.

]]> Comment on No Fear by Camille http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/02/11/no-fear/#comment-29 Camille Sun, 01 Jul 2007 05:52:16 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/02/11/no-fear/#comment-29 Home never leaves you. Home never leaves you.

]]> Comment on P.S. by Camille http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/09/ps/#comment-28 Camille Sun, 01 Jul 2007 05:50:34 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/09/ps/#comment-28 Save some pistachio custard for me! What DO they put in that stuff? Save some pistachio custard for me! What DO they put in that stuff?

]]> Comment on Forward From Barb Henechowicz - “I’m From Buffalo” by Camille http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/05/16/forward-from-barb-henechowicz-im-from-buffalo/#comment-27 Camille Sun, 01 Jul 2007 05:48:45 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/05/16/forward-from-barb-henechowicz-im-from-buffalo/#comment-27 Nice! Jim's Steak Out - gaw I remember there not being enough napkins in the place for one of their chicken wing sandwiches, and it was gooood. Nice! Jim’s Steak Out - gaw I remember there not being enough napkins in the place for one of their chicken wing sandwiches, and it was gooood.

]]> Comment on WNY memory by Paul A. http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/12/26/34/#comment-14 Paul A. Tue, 03 Apr 2007 15:55:27 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/12/26/34/#comment-14 I grew up in a small country town outside of Buffalo called East Aurora. I miss the small town life, quiet Sundays, no rushing. I also miss the fall season. Especially Pheasant hunting. My brother and I would simply walk out our back door of our house, into the corn fields and before we reached the end of the field, have our limit of pheasants. Boy, my mother sure could fix them good. Sunday dinner was a result of the good Lord providing my brother and I such great fun and bounty. I grew up in a small country town outside of Buffalo called East Aurora. I miss the small town life, quiet Sundays, no rushing.
I also miss the fall season. Especially Pheasant hunting. My brother and I would simply walk out our back door of our house, into the corn fields and before we reached the end of the field, have our limit of pheasants.
Boy, my mother sure could fix them good. Sunday dinner was a result of the good Lord providing my brother and I such great fun and bounty.

]]> Comment on No Fear by James Mulvey http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/02/11/no-fear/#comment-13 James Mulvey Mon, 02 Apr 2007 06:19:55 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/02/11/no-fear/#comment-13 I remember two such nights . . .one was the day before Christmas Eve in Rochester . . . we lived in the city then, and my Uncle and I were walking off too much Chestnut Dressing from the meal we had just feasted on . . . boots squeak-crunching in the ice-cold powdersnow . . . as we turned one corner, we walked past the Church we attended. He suggested we stop in for a quick prayer (never hurts) so we pushed the massive wooden doors opened and my immediately fogged glasses made me concentrate on ym sense of smell . . .and the sooty-sweet smell of years of votive candles, the deep overtones of aged wooden pews filled my nostrils as we moved into the nave, bending our knees in respect as we slid into one of the pews mid-way down the Nave. The second was Christmas Eve in Lake Placid, walking down main street to the church. Looking up, the sky looked like black velvet, with briliant diamonds of light showing through for every star and in the silent, still air you could hardly feel the 28 below zero temperature. Noses tucked behind storm flaps of our parkas, we breathed air rising warm from our jackets and the wooly-mothcrystal scent of my sweater, knitted by loving hands as a gift the previous Christmas made me feel warm and surrounded by family. I remember two such nights . . .one was the day before Christmas Eve in Rochester . . . we lived in the city then, and my Uncle and I were walking off too much Chestnut Dressing from the meal we had just feasted on . . . boots squeak-crunching in the ice-cold powdersnow . . . as we turned one corner, we walked past the Church we attended. He suggested we stop in for a quick prayer (never hurts) so we pushed the massive wooden doors opened and my immediately fogged glasses made me concentrate on ym sense of smell . . .and the sooty-sweet smell of years of votive candles, the deep overtones of aged wooden pews filled my nostrils as we moved into the nave, bending our knees in respect as we slid into one of the pews mid-way down the Nave. The second was Christmas Eve in Lake Placid, walking down main street to the church. Looking up, the sky looked like black velvet, with briliant diamonds of light showing through for every star and in the silent, still air you could hardly feel the 28 below zero temperature. Noses tucked behind storm flaps of our parkas, we breathed air rising warm from our jackets and the wooly-mothcrystal scent of my sweater, knitted by loving hands as a gift the previous Christmas made me feel warm and surrounded by family.

]]> Comment on No Fear by LIZAinBUFF http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/02/11/no-fear/#comment-12 LIZAinBUFF Mon, 12 Feb 2007 01:10:11 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2007/02/11/no-fear/#comment-12 My gosh... your writing style is so beautiful, I could feel the cold, then the warmth, then the sting as if I were there!! Wait a minute, I AM!! I've not taken as long a walk as that in the cold in years. I often leave my townhouse after dark and experience the sceeerruuuuunch of the rigid snow under feet and inhale the placid below zero degrees air. It's incredibly peaceful and yes, there's no one but me and the angels on the trek. My gosh… your writing style is so beautiful, I could feel the cold, then the warmth, then the sting as if I were there!!

Wait a minute, I AM!!
I’ve not taken as long a walk as that in the cold in years.

I often leave my townhouse after dark and experience the sceeerruuuuunch of the rigid snow under feet and inhale the placid below zero degrees air. It’s incredibly peaceful and yes, there’s no one but me and the angels on the trek.

]]> Comment on Winter Fun by LIZAinBUFF http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/12/16/winter-fun/#comment-11 LIZAinBUFF Sat, 16 Dec 2006 06:02:55 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/12/16/winter-fun/#comment-11 Well, not exactly cold enough for that! It was 60 degrees two days ago, going down to mid to high 50s today and then high 50's for tomorrow. It gets into the low 40's overnight. Well, not exactly cold enough for that! It was 60 degrees two days ago, going down to mid to high 50s today and then high 50’s for tomorrow. It gets into the low 40’s overnight.

]]> Comment on Missing Buffalo - Summertime by MoPat http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/07/31/missing-buffalo-summertime/#comment-10 MoPat Sun, 29 Oct 2006 17:23:26 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/07/31/missing-buffalo-summertime/#comment-10 It's called a kimmelweck bun, and I think Anderson's on Sheridan has the secret to the best beef-on-weck sandwich in the world: plenty of au jus and moist roast beef, not overcooked, and sliced hair-thin. It’s called a kimmelweck bun, and I think Anderson’s on Sheridan has the secret to the best beef-on-weck sandwich in the world: plenty of au jus and moist roast beef, not overcooked, and sliced hair-thin.

]]> Comment on October Storm by Marcia http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/10/29/october-storm/#comment-9 Marcia Sun, 29 Oct 2006 16:55:51 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/10/29/october-storm/#comment-9 Thank you, Maureen for bringing me back to the reality of the beauty that is still here in Buffalo, rather than concentrating on the broken and battered trees. Snow has always been benevolent and beautiful, but this snow was evil and destructive...and I lost my focus for a minute! Should have been thinking about our friends, family and neighbors, who having regained power before us, hosted "freezer-smorgasbord" dinners and lent us power to plug in our cell phones, and dry our hair. Or having no cable with which to watch the Sabres, decided to play euchre instead, and feed us delicious soup (recipe courtesy of the cooking school on Elmwood Avenue). Or my sister, who have retained her power the entire time, had lines running out of her house to both neighbors and made goulash and pancakes for everyone over the age of 60 on her street. And hosted about 15 people at her house at any given time...and on and on and on. You're right, it's vanity to think of the trees, (did you say that, or did I?)when there is so much more to think about. You see it clearly, having lived somewhere else, and so love to you, honey, and thanks for helping me to see it again too!! Thank you, Maureen for bringing me back to the reality of the beauty that is still here in Buffalo, rather than concentrating on the broken and battered trees. Snow has always been benevolent and beautiful, but this snow was evil and destructive…and I lost my focus for a minute! Should have been thinking about our friends, family and neighbors, who having regained power before us, hosted “freezer-smorgasbord” dinners and lent us power to plug in our cell phones, and dry our hair. Or having no cable with which to watch the Sabres, decided to play euchre instead, and feed us delicious soup (recipe courtesy of the cooking school on Elmwood Avenue). Or my sister, who have retained her power the entire time, had lines running out of her house to both neighbors and made goulash and pancakes for everyone over the age of 60 on her street. And hosted about 15 people at her house at any given time…and on and on and on. You’re right, it’s vanity to think of the trees, (did you say that, or did I?)when there is so much more to think about. You see it clearly, having lived somewhere else, and so love to you, honey, and thanks for helping me to see it again too!!

]]> Comment on Missing Buffalo - Summertime by Bobbie http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/07/31/missing-buffalo-summertime/#comment-8 Bobbie Mon, 09 Oct 2006 07:49:16 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/07/31/missing-buffalo-summertime/#comment-8 Funny, that I have been to Buffalo for the first time over Labor day, found it everything you say it is, and am missing it already. Sunset bay beach at Lake Erie was beautiful, and the beach rivaled the California coast. Andersons had smooth, creamy to-die-for custard, and why can't we find that salty seasoned roll with roast beef anywhere else - what do you call it? I hope I get a chance to go back and discover more Buffalo soon. See ya soon Mo. Funny, that I have been to Buffalo for the first time over Labor day, found it everything you say it is, and am missing it already. Sunset bay beach at Lake Erie was beautiful, and the beach rivaled the California coast.

Andersons had smooth, creamy to-die-for custard, and why can’t we find that salty seasoned roll with roast beef anywhere else - what do you call it?

I hope I get a chance to go back and discover more Buffalo soon. See ya soon Mo.

]]> Comment on Summer by jno http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/08/summer/#comment-7 jno Mon, 09 Oct 2006 03:44:20 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/08/summer/#comment-7 I miss home grown peaches, apples, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, corn, tomatoes and the East Aurora farmers market. I miss lilacs and peonies. I miss sugar maple trees in the fall. I miss crocuses in the spring. I miss forget-me-nots and Rose breasted grosbeaks returning every spring. I miss chickadees and chipmunks. I miss big, fluffy snowflakes. I miss water and humidity. I miss air I can feel and smell when I inhale. I miss beautiful old houses with natural woodwork and beveled glass. I miss streets with archways created by towering trees. And I could go on and on..... Judy I miss home grown peaches, apples, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, corn, tomatoes and the East Aurora farmers market.
I miss lilacs and peonies.
I miss sugar maple trees in the fall.
I miss crocuses in the spring.
I miss forget-me-nots and Rose breasted grosbeaks returning every spring.
I miss chickadees and chipmunks.
I miss big, fluffy snowflakes.
I miss water and humidity.
I miss air I can feel and smell when I inhale.
I miss beautiful old houses with natural woodwork and beveled glass.
I miss streets with archways created by towering trees.
And I could go on and on….. Judy

]]> Comment on Buffalo Delicacies by LIZAinBuff http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/10/buffalo-delicacies/#comment-6 LIZAinBuff Thu, 24 Aug 2006 00:25:32 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/10/buffalo-delicacies/#comment-6 I had some of the Crystal Beach powdered sugar waffles this past weekend, too! I had some of the Crystal Beach powdered sugar waffles this past weekend, too!

]]> Comment on Tomatoes by LIZAinBUFF http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/20/tomatoes/#comment-5 LIZAinBUFF Wed, 23 Aug 2006 14:34:19 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/20/tomatoes/#comment-5 It's interesting because some of the most successful markets and "grocery" stores in the area are selling what they call "certified home grown" produce. Grown and delivered daily by local farmers. Their products are often as good as what's available as organic in the stores....Some are both locally grown AND organic and those most closely approximate what you remember from years ago. A friend of mine has a small garden and her heads of lettuce were enormous and dark green. Yummy! It’s interesting because some of the most successful markets and “grocery” stores in the area are selling what they call “certified home grown” produce. Grown and delivered daily by local farmers. Their products are often as good as what’s available as organic in the stores….Some are both locally grown AND organic and those most closely approximate what you remember from years ago.

A friend of mine has a small garden and her heads of lettuce were enormous and dark green. Yummy!

]]> Comment on P.S. by LIZAinBUFF http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/09/ps/#comment-2 LIZAinBUFF Thu, 10 Aug 2006 00:40:35 +0000 http://missingbuffaloblog.com/2006/08/09/ps/#comment-2 Speaking of Anderson's.....I am in the Buffalo area and this past week I had a roast beef on weck and a homestyle turkey dinner. Oh, and a "twist" frozen custard cone. We'll have to go when you are in town! Speaking of Anderson’s…..I am in the Buffalo area and this past week I had a roast beef on weck and a homestyle turkey dinner. Oh, and a “twist” frozen custard cone. We’ll have to go when you are in town!

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