When I answered my phone today, and the person on the other end gave a rousing, "Ho ho ho!" I knew Sharon Ehrig was doin' o-kay. And she is! Also known as "Woodlawn Santa," Sharon Ehrig is one of the bright lights in Wallingford. I know some of you are waiting to hear how Sharon is doing after her breast cancer surgery, so I'll just say it: she's doing great! The surgery did not reveal any new concerns or problems. Yay! …
It's been an awful long time since we talked about graffiti here on Wallyhood (some would argue not long enough). But, every couple of weeks, we like to draw your attention to some interesting conversations happening in the Wallyhood Forums. This week, it sounds like there's been a resurgence in graffiti after a quiet spell (which, in turn, was likely due to Zeb's incarceration). Anyhoo, if you want in on the graffiti talk, including some comparisons of what other cities are…
Wallingford's Chevron station has made it into the failtastic Failblog yet again: Thanks for the tip, Mike!
Heidi Heath, the manager of the Wallingford Bartell's shared a bit of history with us recently. Did you know that the original Wallingford Bartells stood at the same location in 1923? It was eventually sold to an independant pharmacy but reopened as a Bartells again in the '70s. Right now, she says, "Bartells is celebrating our 120th Anniversary as a company and at our front entrance we have an old photograph of what the Wallingford Bartells looked like in 1925. Also as a personal…
The 46th Street Mural Project sent out an email blast on Friday, inviting people to share their thoughts on newly completed mural beneath Aurora Avenue N. Turns out, though, that the survey asks about a lot more than the mural. The following issues, as they relate to Fremont & Wallingford, are included: senior services multi-use residential/commercial buildings low income housing single family housing multi family housing art attitudes about the neighborhood The best news yet is that the survey closes tomorrow:…
New Haven, 1978. It was a warm spring morning, and they were holding little league tryouts in the field behind the ice skating rink. The coach gave us an encouraging, no pressure smile and lobbed a ball in soft and slow. We had no trouble tracking its slow arc through our thick spectacles, the bat seemed to just swing itself and the pleasant crack of wood on leather sent a thrilling jolt up through our arms and into our torso. The…
It was a tough job but someone had to do it. Yesterday I got the call on my Wallyhood bat-phone that Satay (1711 N. 45th St.) had opened and someone had to go over there for lunch and get pictures. Not one to balk at a challenge, I grabbed my trusty little Canon and headed down 45th Street . . . Peter, a co-owner, greeted me at the cash register. The menu is simple: four types of satay, three "dishes" (wok-fried…