I'm still (yes, still) in the process of shaking off the after effects of whatever illness hit me last month. It's just crazy, I get a few good hours a day. The worst thing at this point is the ringing in my ear, it's so loud that I really can't keep a complex train of thought going for more than a few minutes.

So, today there is no story to tell, no links to post, just a couple photos of the local pickle guy. It's a great place to go any time of year, but right before Passover is the best because that's when they have a guy (in serious gasmask) grinding fresh horseradish on the sidewalk.