The time-worn signage of cities less invaded by Big Box is like a living antique. Its hearkening charm is one of the many things I enjoy about getting out of the metropolitan area.
The color combinations, fonts, materials hold character.
They hold on to something that’s gone.
A glorious congregation of circling hawks, more than 20 of them, had a meeting in the sky right above Bath, New York. We got to watch in awe.
Outside the Curtiss Aviation Museum. Curtiss was pretty cool–building bikes as a young man, then motorcycles, to breaking speed records before building flying machines and aircrafts. He had the first pre-announced public flight in the United States in 1908 on a flying machine called “June Bug.” I have replaced my minimal but still irritating recognition of the existence of Ed Helms with Glen Curtiss and his accomplishments.
The final meal of our quick trip was at Felicia’s Atomic Lounge & Cupcakery in Ithaca, New York. Though I really enjoyed their only vegan option, a Brunch Bowl with breakfast potatoes, black beans, butternut squash, housemade guacamole, cashew cream, gluten-free cornbread, and a chickpea flour-breaded tofu, the service was pretty awkward and unwelcoming.
Salted caramel and chocolate orange cupcakes were our appetizer. I can only speak for the chocolate orange. It was good though a bit imbalanced, tasting mostly orange extract-y and not chocolate enough.