january 30, 2019

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“You don’t have a right to the cards you believe you should have been dealt. You have an obligation to play the hell out of the ones you’re holding.” ~ Cheryl Stayed

 

RR Xing

 

You’ve heard me mention The Burl Arcade, but in a separate building just across the parking lot, The Burl also offers live music. That building – seen here with this really cool mural by an unknown (to me) artist – sits beside the railroad tracks and just across the street from the old Pepper Distillery that, today, houses Goodfella’s Pizza, Crank and Boom Ice Cream, and a host of other eateries in the Distillery District of Lexington on Manchester Street. I especially liked the outdoor fire pit surrounded by what looked to be beach chairs. I look forward to seeing some live music at The Burl. I’ve threatened to go before. I think I’ll make that come true in 2019.

 

Artie Johnson would hang out here

september 2, 2018

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“In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.” 
~ Khalil Gibran

 

head of the herd

 

I’m using some throwback shots from last month’s outing to the Distillery District because I didn’t take any photos of today’s rousing game of Cards Against Humanity with Ruth Bryan and friends. Ruth invited a few folks to her place for nibbles and hilarity that only CAH can offer. Two of her friends had never played the game before. That’s always fun because you really find out what folks are made of with this irreverent, sometimes filthy, always politically incorrect game. It’s not for everyone, and you can’t play very long, but boy, it’s all worth it for that one card combination that makes you laugh until you cry, or in my case, snort and cry. I hope ya’ll had as fun a day as I did.

 

from the creek

august 8, 2018

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“Happiness is not solitary; It joys to communicate, it loves others, for it depends on them for its existence.” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson

 
sun
 

After we had ice cream at Crank and Boom last Sunday, we waddled down to Goodfella’s Pizza. I’d heard they were in the old Pepper Distillery, but I didn’t realize how much of the old building they’d left intact. Wow!

 
excellence
 

First of all, the place is big and open but not loud, which was pretty amazing. Second, they left some of the coolest parts of the distillery in place, and then used them as part of the decor to incredible effect. Third, the food was fantastic; pizza slices bigger than your head and breadsticks so big they fold them in half to get them on your plate and they’re still dripping off the sides. 

 
no corner in this silo
 

I assume the concrete and brick silo was for grain, but today you can eat your pizza and watch TV from a cushy sofa-like seat inside it. The lighting in the silo was very cool, and the sunlight through the silo’s windows (top photo) provided a gorgeous effect. Naturally, they serve bourbon, and they have a nice display behind the bar beneath the grain shoot. They also built a fantastic mezzanine level with a pool table and more intimate seating for the late night dating crowds. So, yea, this impressive reuse from the past of one of Kentucky’s finest exports was part of our awesome Sunday. Well done, Distillery District!

 
building 13
 

august 5, 2018

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“As always, the message is the same: make today count.” ~ Vicki Caroline Cheatwood

 

why, yes, they do have coconut ice cream

 

I spent 90% of Saturday working, either on work work or chores around the house. This morning, after coffee, I clipped Wally (a really good job I might add) and resigned myself to another day of work. Then I got a text from Annie Bassoni. She had a plan that included ice cream. She picked me up, we drove to Stacy’s and picked her up, then drove to Crystal’s and picked her up. Off we went to Crank and Boom in the Distillery District. It’s a favorite for three of us, and Stacy had never been. Now, she has!

 

this is my ice cream

 

why are you eyeing my ice cream?

 

hilarity

 

Our day ended up being far longer than just an ice cream social. We enjoyed our ice cream, as you can see, but we laughed and perambulated about the district until we wandered in to Goodfella’s Pizza where we were treated once again to deliciousness and laughter and conversation like balm for the soul. We even had a hysterically funny sidetrack to Catherine and Susan’s on the way home (a post for another day). When I did finally get home I thanked God and the Universe for this day and these women who made me stop working and laugh. They are keepers. 

 

sunday sundae