Another is that all of us have mothers (living or dead, near or far, compassionate and loving or Joan Crawford, but still…)
And so combining these two features of our shared humanity—especially on a cool summer evening with the air freshened by morning showers with a perfect quarter moon (that is, one which appears as half a moon in the sky) winking through the chestnut trees—makes for a particularly lovely manner of whiling away a few twilight hours in the upper left hand corner of the continent, turned that much lovelier through the largesse of the Point83 Bar n’ Grille, for brighter colors and sharper details and a somewhat easier way to have laughter rise up through one’s body unencumbered by the editor within.
Familiar routes are familiar but can become somewhat exotic with the right degree of pre-funk; even the tried n’ true pathways endorsed by local wayfaring experts offer surprises when one is sufficiently open to being surprised.
Plus! A never-before-summitted parking garage (accessed by a brand-new ingress) whose top floor offers a spectacular perspective on our region’s main mountaintop. Seems a shame that the view is to be mainly enjoyed by parked cars (luxury SUVs to be more precise) and so a case can be made that one is performing an essential aesthetic public service by riding to the top and admiring the vista while enjoying a carbonated beverage of one’s choice.
And while there may be pockets of our fair city whose challenges lead conservative news organizations to clutch their pearls and contend the place is dying, that’s not the case in parts of town whose property values still support a community gathering spot where friends and relations can warm themselves together in a spirit of wholesome family fun.
Any mom would approve.
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