March 14, 2014 - 11:45 AM
Ox Foot, available at the meat counter across from the entrance to Sav-A-Lot!
And next to that is Pig's Foot.
We get a kick from these feet. There might be a shortage of pussy willows for Dyngus Day but thank goodness the market is overflowing with other delights.
We love this time of year!
March 13, 2014 - 11:45 AM
The eloquent folks over at Dyngus Day are worried about the pussy willow harvest. Their poem below, in the spare yet vivid style of the late-Renaissance Polish poet Mikołaj Sęp Szarzyński:
Pussy willows put in peril by being pelted with snow?
Say it ain't so!
With this alarming picture:
That last weather statistic Buzz absorbed before falling asleep last night was that in Jamestown it was nine below zero.
We give you the immortal Sonny Boy Williamson.
This goes out to Jamestown!
March 12, 2014 - 12:36 PM
Pssst. About that elusive road salt (as shown in the above classic Buffalo News photo) ...
Buzz's friend Stephanie tells us that she found some yesterday at the Tops at Transit and Maple.
However! She says it is not where the big sign is that says "Rock Salt." It is the next aisle over, by the school supplies and ant traps.
"I needed a takeout person to take it to my car," she said.
Thank you for the tip, Stephanie!
You are worth your salt!
Everyone recognizes that powerful symbol. It means "No Blizzard."
Remember what Scarlett O'Hara was told about Rhett Butler in "Gone With the Wind"? "My dear, he isn't received." Buffalonians are saying that about today's predicted snowstorm.
My dear, it is not received!
You cannot even buy salt in the hardware stores any more. They are out of it and they are not reordering it. Let it run out.
As far as shoveling goes there is a general strike.
There is talk that the storm will be turned away by the city's indifference.
Fiddle dee dee!
March 11, 2014 - 11:35 AM
In today's Buzz we learn of Geraldo Rivera winging it while in Buffalo in the last couple of days.
Meanwhile, the Anchor Bar has been soaring on eagle's wings as far as good publicity goes. Over the weekend Cigar Dave, the nationally syndicated radio guy originally from Buffalo, paid an on-air paean to the place.
He made the outrageous move, which Buzz loved, of stacking the Anchor Bar up against a chi-chi New York City three Michelin-star restaurant at the Time Warner Center, Per Se.
"Per So-So," he called it.
March 10, 2014 - 11:50 AM
Geraldo Rivera is in town to speak at a job fair today at the Millennium Hotel, and the first thing he did was head to, you guessed it, the Anchor Bar.
Man after our own heart! Other people can mock him for doing the touristy thing. Buzz has great respect for the Anchor Bar and its portions and its prices. Look how many locals go there. Lots. Anyway, Geraldo joined them, and he posted the picture above on his Twitter page.
He captioned his picture: "With Founder of Anchor Bar."
Since then he has posted a pic of himself at the job fair.
No need to rehearse your remarks, Geraldo.
Just wing it!
A funny Twitter trend, still going on, has people posting pictures of themselves getting their ashes, with the hashtag #Ashtag. Above is ours! That is Buzz in the lower right-hand corner, kneeling and awaiting our ashes.
Solemn as we look in the picture, we got some laughs, too, with our ashes. We went to Ash Wednesday Mass at St. Michael's Church downtown. This being Buffalo, after Mass ended, the stranger in the pew in front of us turned around and said hello.
"Don't you write for The News?" he asked.
And Buzz said yes, and introduced ourself, and said something silly like, "Happy Ash Wednesday."
And the guy gestures toward his forehead. And he says to us: "You've got something on your face."
Hahahahaha! An obvious joke, and yet we have never heard it before.
The drama eclipsed the Oscars!
A photo of the Broadway Market that Buzz posted the other day captured a rare and elusive figure and took Facebook by storm.
An actual nun!
With nun shoes! (As one Facebooker marveled.)
That is a sight you never see any more. Spotting a nun made Buzz's experience as a Paczki judge that much more memorable.
Another nun and we could have had a Mel Brooks movie. No Mel Brooks production was complete without a couple of nuns.
No Broadway Market production is complete without them either!
Buzz was downtown 'round midnight last night and was shocked when suddenly we began hearing muffled booms. Like an ammunitions plant exploding.
Fireworks, were our first thought. But how could they be fireworks? It was midnight. It was winter. And it was stormy. Snow was coming down and the roads were slick.
Boom, boom, boom! The explosions seemed to be coming from the direction of the river. Maybe they were blowing up ice on the lake or something? We put something up on Facebook, looking for answers, and found we weren't the only ones alarmed. One woman wrote: "Fire in the popcorn factory? I'm hearing it in Williamsville."
As the noise went on it grew frightening. We thought we saw flashes reflected in a window. Howard, the guy we married, said, "We better get out of here."