The waterfront Marriott, all shiny and aromatic like a new car, has opened its new lobby bar and mini-eatery. You could almost call it a lunch counter, if you will forgive our old Woolworths terminology.
Oatmeal is $3.95 and salads with chicken and salmon and quinoa and whatnot run about $10. A placard said happy hour was 5 p.m. until 7 p.m. although there were no visible specials. Glasses of wine were in the $7 to $8 range. You are in a hotel after all.
The menu board shows calorie count, something new and exotic to us outside of certain fast food places.
Here is Shelton Square, which we gossiped about before.
And a nice little patio, here shot from inside.
A window looks out on the Metro Rail.
A cute reading library by the business center ...
... has books on Frank Lloyd Wright and Forest Lawn Cemetery. Best of all is The Buffalo News' "Headlines and History," which we noted with approval was prominently displayed.
How welcome, to see this new amenity downtown.
A happy hour, indeed!
It’s rare to see a hotel in its infancy, and so Buzz was thrilled to be able to glimpse the as yet-unopened Marriott downtown by the Skyway across from The News. We gained access by going to a bake sale for St. Luke's Mission of Mercy being held by Philips Lytle, which has its offices in the new Marriott.
The bake sale was beautiful and the Marriott is too. It is like a new car! No hot sauce spills yet, just the unsullied aroma of construction.
There is a beautiful pool in the basement, its surface glassy and undisturbed. On the first floor, a mural when you walk in shows Shelton Square -- the Guaranty Building, St. Paul’s Cathedral, and the turreted Erie County Savings Bank. That is Shelton Square in the postcard up above.
Just around the corner from Shelton Square is a snack bar. And a real bar, too! There were unopened boxes of glassware, and gleaming bottles of gin and vodka. A sweet sight, on this hectic afternoon, even if it was too early to have any. Back in the office, we excitedly told a co-worker what we had seen. She looked out the window to the spot we were describing.
And she sighed, “So near, so far.”
Surely there was no more enduring a sight in Monday's Dyngus Day Parade than the gentlemen of the Polish Cadets rolling their giant bottle of Sobieski Vodka.
And lo, when Buzz was coming home from church today, we beheld that amazing bottle parked in front of the Polish Cadets, at the corner of Amherst and Grant streets. It gave us a thrill, the kind you would get if you were just going about your business and suddenly saw the Goodyear Blimp tethered in a parking lot.
Roll out the bottle! There it was! Up close!
Our exclusive photos:
April 26, 2014 - 10:40 AM
Buzz joined the crowd at the Undy 5K this morning in Delaware Park, our sneakers squishing in the rain, and if there was one thing more amazing than the giant walk-in colon, it was this giant shopping bag they gave out, which we made sure to grab.
Yes, you read that correctly. It says: "Immunological Fecal Occult Blood Test."
We can't wait to take it to Wegmans!
April 22, 2014 - 10:13 AM
Buzz is fine the morning after Dyngus Day but our computer has a hangover. It will not let us post our pictures!
Pictures will have to come later. Meanwhile enjoy The News' gallery of pictures! And here are highlights that stand out from last night:
Politicians in the parade being freely booed by the crowd.
Handsome Polish cop directing huge fire trucks and other pieces of heavy equipment around the tricky turn. Other duties included keeping crowds back and removing drunks from the path of the parade.
Polka band at Mickiewicz Library doing a number on the Beatles' "Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight."
Buzz being admonished for sipping our shot of Krupnik as opposed to downing it in one gulp the way you are supposed to when someone buys you a shot. We love to savor the taste of it and for that the Polish were mocking us out. "Go from the wrist," we are told.
At St. Stanislaus, Bishop and Martyr, a huge tower of Zywiec cans reached yards into the air. Nearby was a fortress of cans, topped by a wine bottle and a cross.
Also at St. Stan's, you had to watch where you sat because certain seats had pools of beer on them.
You knew at St. Stan's that the night has gathered momentum when people had to be escorted out. Buzz saw a half dozen or so in that predicament. Ha, ha! Shame!
The Polish Heritage Dancers had their own bus! (Tod Kniazuk of the Arts Services Initiative said: "I know bands that don't have their own bus.") And when they arrived at St. Stan's they were like rock stars.
More to come, along with pictures.
Ah, the memories!
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:
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!
February 28, 2014 - 1:17 PM
By Mary Kunz Goldman
Tragically, we don't have the Trinity Episcopal Church White Elephant Sale any more. We do, however, have the church's annual Snowflakes and Starlight Auction, which was Wednesday.
There was, to quote one friend of ours, "prodigious spending." She herself, coming to her senses the next afternoon, had to sit down and make a list of the "unnecessary objects" that had followed her home:
-- Five wallets with two micro coin purses (they were all in one lot)
-- An American Kestral wind chime, (that looked artisan made until we hung it up by the kitchen window and noticed the coin-sized made-in-China sticker)
-- a black and white photo of the yacht club that neither one of us has any affiliation with
-- And the coup de grace ....
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January 27, 2014 - 2:07 PM
By Mary Kunz Goldman
Encouraged by Buzz, traffic signal expert Ryan Lysarz has begun his blog about traffic lights.
This isn't any blink-and-you'll-miss-it thing. He plans on writing regularly about the changing Buffalo signal scene, and apparently he has enough scholarship to carry him for years.
The first couple of posts show Ryan seeing red over the missing signal that used to be in front of Holy Name of Jesus Church on Bailey Avenue, and discussing what he calls the single most significant traffic signal intersection in Buffalo.
Definitely a blog that can be talked about on the street corner! As well as when you are stuck in traffic with nothing to do. Ryan has been studying traffic signals since he was 4. For the uninitiated he offers a primer on how to identify various models of traffic lights. That is a Crouse-Hinds Art Deco classic in the photograph up above, a photo he took on Grant Street.
OK, enough introductions. Ryan, you have the green light.
January 10, 2014 - 11:07 AM
By Mary Kunz Goldman
Our recent blizzard is not all that distant and so all the ballots are not in. Early results, though, reveal a strong contender for the winner in the keenly competitive category of Most Frivolous Violation of a Driving Ban.
It is a woman who, in a feat pictured above, drove through the teeth of the blizzard to go to the gym. Southtowns Fitness, we are talking about, so you know we are not making this up.
What's so special about that, you say. I went to the gym too in the blizzard, you say. However.
She drove to the gym TO TAN.
The gym happened to be open because the owner was there to see to a broken furnace, is what Buzz heard. Says our source: "He could not believe she showed up to go tanning. In a blizzard!"
Hey, that's Buffalo. That is what makes our town great.
You go, girl!