Fala's Blog
I have not been blogging for a good while -- most of my opinion pieces have been posted on Facebook and / or my Mailing lists while a new course at Purchase College ("Communicating Quantitative Information") and a volunteer course in Marist College's Lifetime Learning Program ("The History of Computing -- From Blaise Pascal to the iPad2") have kept me very busy.
The most significant time sink in my life, however, has been my 2 1/2 year-old Silky Terrier, Fala, a May 1, 2010 addition to the family. She has been a total delight but has taken more time (walking, feeding, planning for, and arranging for dog-sitting) than I had imagined -- and much of the time expended on her behalf has come from my previous writing and reading time.
Recognizing the impact that she has made, Fala has offered to do an occasional blog entry here when something of interest to her occurred and the following is her first entry.
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Westy's -- An Irish Pub in North Wildwood, NJ
by Fala D. McMullen
Tonight, my attendants took me to my first restaurant, Westy's in North Wildwood, NJ. It was a very exciting experience for me, one which I hope was simply the first of many.
For some reason, restaurants are funny about dogs as clientele -- something about Heath Regulations -- but I think that dogs are generally cleaner and better behaved than many of the folks I see going into and, especially, coming out of bars and restaurants. Since Westy's has an out-door section and we just went in and sat down, no one bothered us and I was able to enjoy my first meal as a consumer of restaurant food and an overall critic of the experience.
The service was exceptional although the very nice red-headed waitress seemed almost to be pretending that I wasn't there. She spoke nicely to my attendants, however, and took the orders pleasantly enough (although she never asked if I wanted dessert, she did give extra napkins to my female attendant and winked at her).
I skipped the appetizer and my appetite was really building by the time my well done hamburger (served without a bun or vegetables) arrived -- but it was well worth the wait. My male attendant broke it up into bite-size pieces and put it in front of me on a napkin (He has worked out well and I will keep him on staff). It was so delectable that I ate the whole thing -- I had been concerned when it came; it appeared to be a half pound and I weigh less than 10 lbs so it looked like a lot to eat (I did take my attendants for a long run on the beach after dinner as a digestion aid; the male was moaning about his basketball ankle and I will have to put him on an exercise regime).
All in all, I give Westy's Five Barks and recommend it highly.
The most significant time sink in my life, however, has been my 2 1/2 year-old Silky Terrier, Fala, a May 1, 2010 addition to the family. She has been a total delight but has taken more time (walking, feeding, planning for, and arranging for dog-sitting) than I had imagined -- and much of the time expended on her behalf has come from my previous writing and reading time.
Recognizing the impact that she has made, Fala has offered to do an occasional blog entry here when something of interest to her occurred and the following is her first entry.
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Westy's -- An Irish Pub in North Wildwood, NJ
by Fala D. McMullen
Tonight, my attendants took me to my first restaurant, Westy's in North Wildwood, NJ. It was a very exciting experience for me, one which I hope was simply the first of many.
For some reason, restaurants are funny about dogs as clientele -- something about Heath Regulations -- but I think that dogs are generally cleaner and better behaved than many of the folks I see going into and, especially, coming out of bars and restaurants. Since Westy's has an out-door section and we just went in and sat down, no one bothered us and I was able to enjoy my first meal as a consumer of restaurant food and an overall critic of the experience.
The service was exceptional although the very nice red-headed waitress seemed almost to be pretending that I wasn't there. She spoke nicely to my attendants, however, and took the orders pleasantly enough (although she never asked if I wanted dessert, she did give extra napkins to my female attendant and winked at her).
I skipped the appetizer and my appetite was really building by the time my well done hamburger (served without a bun or vegetables) arrived -- but it was well worth the wait. My male attendant broke it up into bite-size pieces and put it in front of me on a napkin (He has worked out well and I will keep him on staff). It was so delectable that I ate the whole thing -- I had been concerned when it came; it appeared to be a half pound and I weigh less than 10 lbs so it looked like a lot to eat (I did take my attendants for a long run on the beach after dinner as a digestion aid; the male was moaning about his basketball ankle and I will have to put him on an exercise regime).
All in all, I give Westy's Five Barks and recommend it highly.
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