I was in Glenside Pennsylvania when I drove by this bakery. Daryl the Leprechaun, a mischievous being of human form in Irish folklore, often associated with shoemaking or buried pots of gold seems neither to be responsible for pastries nor for potatoes here. What Irish I might claim to have in my blood, I think […]Read Post ›

There once was a lady who came to Montreal from a rural town in Pennsylvania. She was afraid to move into a neighbourhood with graffiti even good grafitti (not ‘tagging’) because she was determined to seclude herself from any form of violence or crime. She was newly married and suffered a great deal of anxiety about […]Read Post ›