spooky town

Was in northern Florida for a work trip, and I forgot how much I appreciate Spanish moss. So spooky looking. It drifts in light breezes.

Spanish moss is neither Spanish nor a moss. It’s a bromeliad–a perennial herb in the pineapple family, of all things. The University of Florida offers a online fact sheet on this perennial, which you can access here.

hoosier mama pie company on chicago ave.

Pie shops have a strong butter smell. Or should, anyway. Hoosier Mama Pie Company on Chicago Avenue smells exactly that: butter and more butter.

Owner/baker Paula Haney, an Indy native, opened her pie shop on Chicago Ave. in 2009, and her pies might be the best in the city. The pie crust is buttery, flaky goodness. The fillings range from strawberry rhubarb (my fave), apple (classic), Fat Elvis (chocolate, peanut butter, and bananas, natch), to different custards and chess arrangements. Dieters beware, pie lovers rejoice. You can fork the pie menu here.

one tail at a time and the tiny dog 500 race

I love to support a great dog rescue org, and Chicago’s One Tail at a Time might be my favorite. When they announced their Tiny Dog 500 race, I knew I was all in.

People who love dogs–I get them. And people who want to reduce the number of euthanized shelter dogs–I get them, too.

Tiny Dog 500 was a fun event. Tiny competitors of varying sizes.

To see these little ones sprint down the track was more fun than I anticipated. One owner wagged a McDonald’s bag containing a cheeseburger at the finish line, and her dog hustled quickly and won the race heat.

Until next year, OTAT, and tiny dogs everywhere.