Four carloads of staff on a day off are leaving the main part of camp this morning. Let's call them a "flotilla," shall we? It's going to be warm (mid-80s) and sunny, so why not drive to Phoenicia and rent tubes and tube down the Esopus River, which is flowing rather fully and rapidly these days? That's what they're going to do!Rafik Ghobrial - if you were here in the mid and late 1970s you knew him as "Rafik Melek" or "Rafik the Geek" - and his wife Kathy are here visiting. Daughter Katey is a JC in Sacky. Well Katey's busy in camp and we of course need to let her do her thing, so off we go, ourselves, to Phoenicia, to Sweet Sue's for brunch. Shortly. Soon. Please. Because the last thing we want is to get there just as four loads of camp staff pour out, hungering for blueberry pancakes, and take every seat in the place!
The cute little sticks of French toast they make here in the kitchen (they are each about one third of a normal-sized French toast slice) are actually pretty tasty, but let's face it....there's nothing in the world like a Sweet Sue's pancake stack on a day off, with good casual conversation, muttered in half-tired very-relaxed abbreviated sentences.... abbreviated because by now we know each other so well that any of us can finish another's thought. Togetherness.
