The Winking Lizard & Honey

Having supper with Grandma Meg at the Winking Lizard in Peninsula became something of a tradition for us somehow. I think it began a few years ago when we rented bikes from a place across the parking lot.  I don't think it's that great a place but it has some charm (and a lizard) and it's become a tradition. Because of his braces, Richard was unable to eat the free popcorn.

Although the weather was hot and humid, the air conditioning was so cranked up that Lynn's teeth were chattering. So she moved outside with apologies to a more tolerable environment.

On our way home, I lamented about how I had wanted to visit Honey Hut ice cream in Cleveland. But Lynn remembered that I had taken her there during one of her first trips to ClevO.

My mom announced that there was now a location in Brecksville (the home of the "Bees" - see logo at left). Since it was on our way home, we stopped in for desert. Boy, was that deliciously filling!



Brecksville, Ohio location of Honey Hut Ice Cream.



Tri-C

After high school, I began my college experience at the Western Campus of Cuyahoga Community College (Tri-C) in Parma, Ohio. It had just been built when I started. So I was curious to see how it has withstood the test of time (especially since Cleveland State has demolished several of the buildings that were new when I went there). I also wanted Richard and Lynn to see it.

I am pleased to report that it is in fine shape and as good or better than I remember it. We parked the car and went inside the building, starting in the Theater (for Richard). Then walked through the main area (see picture below). The Student Activities Department, where I worked, has been relocated. The pool is still there (I used to swim during my free time in order to relax).

Afterwards, we drove around trying to find a Salvation Army thrift store that Lynn and my sister, Sharon, had success with during a previous visit. After meandering around, we called and got directions from Grandma Meg. It is at the end of Sprague Road at Pearl Road in Strongsville. We found several Indians t-shirts but the checkout line was atrociously long. Lynn gave up after waiting about 5 minutes without any movement.