nEW FAN CLUB, MANGO CILANTRO CHICKEN, POLICE OFFICERS FUNERAL

This morning, I oened the kitchen door, that is on the HOHOKUS Brook....where all the animals in our menagarie hang out. There is a fleet of wild ducks, that we feed daily....a collection of chipmonks, crows, sparrows and other birds, including a vicious HAWK, who attack the 30 or so pidgeons that roost on a gas pipe.
We have moles and voles, tiny mice, countless squirrels....and once we found an albino ferret, which one of the boys took home.
This morning, when I opened the back door, that is overlooking the brook, the ducks were all in the water, reminding me of the collections of battleships that were in "mothballs" as the term was int he 1950's on the HUDSON RIVER...The instant they saw me, the quaking began, and they spread their wings and flew at me.....like fans converge on a rock star. Within seconds, there wre more than a dozen ducks at my feet, quaking for their daily ration of bread.....this time, their response to me was so instantaneous...I was shocked....They were my new fan club.
I saw movement in the trees....thinking birds were in the branches..but. the movement was caused by my chipmonks nibbling on seeds.....and they were barely hanging on the the tiny branches....which made me nervous that they might fall..and THEY CANT FLY!!!!AND THEY ARE THE CUTEST THING IN MY ANIMAL COLLECTION.
THE LATEST DRAMA WITH GOLDY THE COY, AND BROWNIE...THE COY....IS THAT THERE IS A LITTLE BROWN FISH FOLLOWING BROWNIE....AND TWO PEOPLE SAID THAT GOLDY......MIGHT HAVE AN IMPOSTER....GOLDY IS LARGE, BUT ONCE IN A WHILE, WE SEE A GOLD FISH...THAT SEEMS A LITTLE SHORTER AND THINNER....SO their might be 4 coy...and not 2 that we originally thought.
I LOVE TO COOK AND CREATE NEW DISHES......Here is one......I looked in the refrigerator....and the cabinets in the store...I put al the ingredients that I could find and created the following:

Took boiled chicken.....and then sauteed it in olive oil, garlice, and chopped onions.Then I added a shot of Worstershire sauce...and half a bunch of cilantro(well washed....Then a container of MANGO Nectar....cooked it down, added salt and pepper and thickend with flours.....at the end A table spoon of apple cider vinegar...
If i had, had it, I would have added chucnks of over ripe mangoes...but it was good without it.. Served it over rice...and WOW! Orgasmic. I will try this with shrimp,fish and beef.

Yesterday we went to the auction in PENN, where we dropped off the 5th truck load of things we want to go awa and make room on the third floor....I am getting thoroly screwed there....but we get a few dollars, and able to bid on some better things that they have consigned...We did buy a nice table and mirror there...which we sold already, which mde up a lit tle for our losses. Also in that area of the world, we go to a wholesale, where we buy nice things....if we didnt go for auction business, the entire expense of the trip would be borne on the cost of the reproductions, but now, I consered the expenses..gas....tolls, shared. We also had a house call on exit 8 of the turnpike...which proved very good...So besides the horrible rain yesterday, which slowed down driving time.....50 mph rather than 65 or 70......we had a nice trip.
InDelaware....we encountered a strage event, and took a few hours for us to find out what happened. Near the Delaware MEMORIAL BRIDGE a few exits were shut by the state police...and when we looked up on ramps, and down on highwys there were cop cars as far as the eyes could see..all with their lights flashing. Must have seen 1000 cop cars. We thought some drastic event had taken place. MAYBE the president was assassinated, maybe bombs went off in Washington...

Goldy HAs a Boy Friend"BROWNIE", Poem from TURKISH TRIP

A week or two before the emergence of GOLDY, there was this large dark colored fish swimming around the brook. HIs fins, stuck out of the water, and we really never saw all of him...only the top of the fins, emerging out of the water.. He would come and go,...but.....we had never seen even what kind of fish he was.....I thought maybe a bass, others thought maybe a large trout...and then, he disappeared, and GOLDY made his appearance.
I thought that he was either caught, or permanently swam downstream.....never to find his way back, to join the ducks, chipmunks, squirrels,an assortment of birds, eels and other wild life.........but today, Miss Dotty, a friend of mine from childhood, retired teacher, who spends a lot of time feeding the animals outside told me a scene out of a Disney movie...that took place, outside the kitchen door, and ten feet down the bak, in the brook.
GOLDY appeared after a day missing......follow by the fleet of ducks. The here comes the dark colored fish, but now, in the light, we could see that he is also a carp or coi, and only reflected a few spots of yellowish golden color. He was swimming around GOLDY...who now I think is female. It was like a mating ritual.....and during this ritual, the Ducks were quacking, as if they were excited watching some x rated porn.
But now, the stunning news. Two eels, wiggled their way out from under the rocks, very close to the mating fish....The eels were almost upright in the water, with their tail below the rocks..and their bodies were undulating...in the water. It was almost a living cartoon.....Ester Williams of the fish world were performing....If only DOtty had a video camera.....and save this for posterity.
The squirrels were running up and down the tree, and 4 chipmunks were running around the table were dotty feeds them and the ducks. THIS REALLY COULD BE A CARTOON> OR A KIDDY BOOK.


THE FOLLOWING IS SORT OF A POEM, TELLING OF EXPERIENCE IN A GAS STATION IN TURKEY
three dogs at a gasoline station
in the Carpthian mountains
homeless, tired and hungry
one with a brokenand healed back leg
one with a broken & bent front paw
the third, sweet and scared
all gentle beings
persecuted by an unjust universe

I had nothing but sympathy to give
plus each got a meager portion of
cakes that I purchasedat the station

They were gentle as I fed them.
But the world came down upon me
kicked me in the stomach
when I saw the dog with the broken paw
lick my hand

ALl the sadness of my entgiure life
welled up at once and I cried,

I cried for all the dogs and animals of the world
that I cant save them
I cant save all the starving and abused children
and countries with populations abused by tghose in power
I also cannot walk on water
except in my dreams
I can save the ones drowning
when i hear them scream
But my message here
at least buy a little piece of cake
do your part
ease your heart by knowing you didn't turn your back
up what ever it is that saddens you
or makes you angry
ANd let this messgae be known
to all that passes your way
THe smallest gesture
helps
The smallest help is appreciated.....
as seen, when I petted each of the many dogs I saw today
all over Romania.....even those
who didn't get a small pieceof cake.



TODAY IN THE STORE......THE BOYS WERENT HERE..WENT TO BUY A CAR OUT OF STATE, AND JOHN, CAME BACK FROM HIS VACATION IN ALABAMA, BUT HAD GOTTEN EITHER FOOD POISONING OR SOME KIND OF VIRUS AND IS GOING TO THE DRS IN THE MORNING..... RICH HELD DOWN THE FORT TODAY, AND WENT TO SOUTH ORANGE AND BOUGHT OUT A HOUSE, AND PACKED IT ALL HIMSELF....WHAT A TROOPER!!! HE EMAILED ME PHOTOS AND HE BROPUGHT BACK SOME REALLY AWESOME STUFF....

THE STORE IS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER,...WE ARE THINING OUT THE BLAH MERCHANDISE...AND REPLACING THEM WITH BETTER AND MORE SELLABLE.....

mY FRIEND ALBERT, WHO JUST MIGHT BE RESPONSIBLE FOR MY ENTIRE ANTQIUE CAREER, CAME TO VISIT ME TODAY FROM VENEZUELA.....WE HAVE A VERY UNUSUAL RELATIONSHIP......BASED ON TELLING STORIES AND SEVERE LAUGHTHER....HIS LAUGHTER IS SO INFECTIOUS, THAT ONE ALMOST NEEDS TO CARRY MEDICATION TO MEET WITH HIM....AND HE USED TO HAVE A GIANT PARROT-A MACAW....A MAN EATER...THAT WOUULD ATTACK ANYONE AND EVERYONE EXCEPT HIM....BUT... THE PARROT.... WAS ABLE TO IMITATE ALBERTS LAUGH EXACTLY....AND IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO TELL IF IT WAS ALBERT OR THE PARROT..
ALBERT WAS A CLOCK COLELCTOR...WHO TOOK ME AT AGE 21 TO AN ANTIQUE SOTRE TO PPICK UP A CLOCK......BUT I GOT HOOKED IMMEDIATELY AND BOUGHT A MARBLE TOP CARVED VICTORIAN DRESSER AND MIRROR FOR 25.00...AND THAT IS HOW IT STARTED.
WE WENT TO THE DINER....AND TOLD STORIES, AND PEOPLE KEPT STARING AT US, BECUASE WE COULDNT STOP LAUGHING....NOTHING CHANGED IN 46 YEARS.....:)

SAGA OF "GOLDY THE GOLDFISH:", MISS UNIVERSE&BIG NOSES

When I was a young boy, I lived in close proximity to both the Passaic River and the adjacent Dundee canal. Back then, the waters were always murky and polluted, but never the less, I went fishing almost every day, either alone, or with my friend Jimmy, whose parents owned the grocery store around the corner, where they butchered meat, sold cigarettes and filled ice cream cones with delicious ice cream for 5 cents for one scoop or 7 Cents for a double dipper...and chocolate sprinkles were a penny more.
Jimmy and his parents lived in back of the store in a tiny 4 room apartment, much more cramped than the 5 room house we lived in around the corner..... Jimmy was Catholic, I was Jewish...and we were both Hungarian......
After school, on weekends, and in the summer, we would get our fishing gear together, find some bait, either soft while bread, or juicy worms......and head down to the canal, which was only a block from both our houses....the river, however, was much further away, where the banks weren't too steep to descend.
The canal hosted a variety of fish: Sunfish, shiners...long and silvery, catfish with whiskers that reminded me of my Great Aunt PAula, eels, carp, and an occasional GOLD FISH, which was a golden carp., We would find snapping turtles, and regular turtles, and frogs.....and every once and a rare while, one might even find a bass.
I liked going fishing....and I always hoped I would catch something, especially when I was with JIMMY, as if was a completive sport...But I never really liked taking the fish off the hook, which I did......and I would throw the fish back into the water. While disengaging the hook from the captive fishes mouth, I looking into its eyes and saw the fear, the horror, the pain, and the pleading to let him go and live. Their lips always quivered, as they gasped for breath. I would throw them back in, never dreamed of eating them, and always felt a little guilty for making them experience pain and fear.
But I always wanted to catch a GOLDY... A golden carp. They were very rare.....but once in a while, someone would catch one......and always threw them back. Sometimes old Italian men, and black men would go fishing down at the river and bring their catch home to eat. They told me, they put them live in the bath tub for a few days, to get the poisons out of them.... all well and good, but then these men, didn't take a bath for a few days....and you know how they smelled, worse than the fish.
Yes I always wanted to catch a golden carp.....but always was happy that I didn't, because they were so mystical to me, I was scared to death of hurting them, as if I was putting a hook into some spiritual being, like an angel or a good spirit, and I certainly wouldn't want to have harmed them. I suffered from good home grown JEWISH guilt.We went fishing up to the 6th grade.....in the 7th grade, our school Public School #7, which is now leveled and replaced by a small park, was turned into a Middle School. Things changed, Jimmy and some of my other friends now was aware of the difference between Catholic and JEWS. Suddenly my best friend told me his parents said don't hang out with JEWS, they killed JESUS. Then the hurtful words of dirty JEW was added to Jimmy's vocabulary...and coming from your best friend. Really hurt.. There was no one to go fishing with anymore.....and I started outgrowing the need to go fishing...... and I gave up my youthful fishing career without ever catching the elusive Golden Carp. And Now, 5 decades later, I am very thankful that I never did catch one....which brings me to the story I am about to tell.
I am now the owner of a huge antique store in HOHOKUS NJ, on the HOHOKUS BROOK. At low tide, the brook, which is only about ten feet from my store, and maybe 14 feet below it.....is a stone lined gully, with water slowly trickling down....somewhat like a trout stream. But when there is a torrential rain, and snow melting up in the mountains, it becomes a vicious torrent, white capping over the rocks, like a mini Colorado river. It flows with such intensity, that it makes our building vibrate... The water comes up almost over the banks, and at that time, must be 14 feet or more.
We sit out side the store, and enjoy the scenery.... We have lots of squirrels , chipmunks, a fleet of ducks, moles, voles, sparrows come to visit......We throw bread, corn, and crackers to all the animals and enjoy the communing with nature.. A few weeks ago, I looked into the water, and saw something GOLDEN GLIMMERING..... I tried to focus my eyes. It was a GOLDEN CARP. A JAPANESE COY! But this was impossible, They do not inhabit fast flowing streams... But there it was....We threw bread to Goldy, it came checked it out, but refused it... We figured that someone threw their pet into the stream because they were moving and didn't just want to leave it to die in a pond without food.
We thought it wouldn't live a week. What would it eat? and this GOLDEN CARP was about 14 inches..maybe more.....day after day passed, and he was around every day..... The water often took him with the current that he couldn't fight the force..... Very often when the ducks weren't around, neither was GOLDY...Then the ducks would show up, GOLDY would follow. Goldy would swim right beneath them, and he didn't both them nor the ducks bother GOLDY. I watch GoLDY come and go for about three weeks...It was a mystical experience , seeing him glimmer for a distance. His tail gracefully swaying as he swam..but then there was the horrific news that HURRICAN IRENE was on her way, with 12 inches of rain promised...which meant the brook would rise, to 14 feet, and the force of the water, would sweep GOLDY downstream, maybe crush him on the rocks, disturb whatever food source he had....and remove this mystical creature from the HOHOKUS brook and my life.. The Saturday when Irene started, as the drizzle commenced, I looked out into the stream, and GOLDY was there. I said goodbye and felt a deep sense of sadness. I closed the door, and never expected to see him again.
The storm came, The brook overflowed its banks.For three says after the storm the water was very high, and muddy.... but when the water cleared......there was GOLDY, How he survived I have no idea.I cannot express the joy I felt seeing him again......and tonight, we are having another storm, the river is raging again, and I hope Goldy will be there again, to renew my hope in the goodness of the universe.

a WEEK PAST SINCE I SAW GOLDY.....THERE WAS EVEN A FISHERMAN ON THE BANKS OF THE BROOK..AND HE DISAPPEARED AND I WAS AFRAID HE CAUGHT GOLDY.....BUT THIS MORNING,, AFTER A LONG TIME, THE WATER SLOWED DOWN.....AND THE WATER BECAME CLEAR....AND THE SUN SHONE ON THE RIGHT ANGLE TO PIECE THE WARE AND EVEN ILLUMINATE THE ROCKS BENEATH...AND THIS MORNING, THE LIGHT OF THE SUN, SHONE BRIGHTLY AND THERE WAS GOLDY.....STILL ALIVE AND SWIMMING AGAINST THE THE STRONG FLOW OF THE BROOK. MY HEART WAS FILLED WITH JOY....THE MYSTICAL FISH RETURNED.

WHILE I AM BLOGGING, I AM ALSO WATCHING THE MISS UNIVERSE CONTEST...WHICH IS ALWAYS A HOOT TO ME. I CANNOT TAKE IT SERIOUSLY.... ALL OF THESE WOMEN, FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD, LOOK ALIKE. THEY ARE LIVING BARBIE DOLLS. ALL HHAVE THE SAME HAIR CUT....THEY ALL HAVE THE SAME CAPS ON THEIR TEETH.....THEY DRESS THEM ALIKE...... AND WHILE THE DIFFERENCE MIGHT BE SLIGHT, LIKE HAIR COLOR OR EYE SHAPE.....THEY ARE ALL COOKIE CUTTER STAMPED OUT CREATURES OF THE FEMALE GENDER.
NOW, I DONT KNOW IF IT IS SOME KIND OF CO0INCIDENCE...BUT ALL OF THEM SEE TO HAVE VERY LARGE NOSES.....I WONDER IF IT WAS THE LOW CAMERA ANGLE.....BUT ALL OF THEM SEEMED TO HAVE HUGE PROBOSCIS....,,,NOW THEY JUST SHOW THE TOP 16 OF THE naTIONAL cOSTUMES.....THESE WERE NOT NATIONAL COSTUMES, BUT COSTUMES WITH THE "FLAVOR" OF THE COUNTRY....THEY ALL LOOKED LIKE SOME very bazaar Drag Queen from another planet. The MISS Universe Contest is all so silly,political, and phony.....but yet, its fun...I cannot take it seriously...how can they say, that one girl is the most beautiful girl in the UNIVERSE.....

I AM BACK....LOST MY PASSWORDS TO GET INTO THIS BLOG

YESTERDAY.......A CREW FROM HOLLYWOOD came to my store o interview me for a part on a TV program.......a reality show, dealing with antiques. I first had a video conference interview...and they like the results.....yesterday, they made an one hour video of me...First giving a tour of the store, then a personal interview....and finally, a scripted negotiation...for me to buy an antique from a potential seller.
It seemed to go well. If I get the job, they said I had to fly to HOLLYWOOD for three weeks...to make the show for the season.....They first saw me in drag as the MONA LISA, then as a with with a pointed hat, then as a money and finally me and mini me...holding a baby..with my bearded face.
For those of you who had followed my blog....there is a lot to catch up on, as I havent been back here since NOVEMBER and my last trip to HUNGARY. This last trip was to TURKEY....by way of all the mountains..from Translyvania,(the Carpathians, The BALKANS (Bulgaria) and then on to the Anatolian MTS in TURKEY....ending a 5 day drive thru the mountains, eventually ending up at the Mederanian Sea....The most beautiful place on earth....ANTALIA....
I will finsih this now....with a reminder..to come back and I will try to post photos, of the trip and the DOLPHINS who are used for theraphy for autistic kids,..recipies......and stories, poems...etc