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To Be Continued…

July 23, 2019

Well, we’re in the thick of it. The truck finally pulls out tomorrow.

The car is almost fixed.
The roof repairs are underway.
A new garage door will be coming soon.
And hopefully we’ll find someone to mow the lawn.
It even looks like we’ve got takers for most of our old stuff.
Did I tell you that a reader came and took away the chicken carcasses?

Now we just need someone to buy the house.

“Need” is a big word. Maybe we just keep a house in Albany. There are people who do the same thing in Manhattan but with apartments, when the rent is so cheap they can’t afford to walk away. Hey, maybe I’ll become one of those ne’er-do-well out-of-state landlords I’ve heard so much about. Perhaps the Casa del Fussy could become an Air BNB? Sadly, neither of those options play well to my core strengths.

This past Saturday, I was invited to attend one of Field Notes five course planted dinners, and someone asked me what I would be doing in Ann Arbor. My answer was simple, if perhaps a little unexpected.

I haven’t the faintest idea.

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From Pizza to Pizza

July 19, 2019

So much has happened this week. We’ve got roofers lined up, found someone to replace the garage door, brought the remaining car into the shop to be rebuilt, finalized arrangements with the moving company who will pack up the house, found movers to help us unload in Michigan, joined a reform congregation in Ann Arbor, and signed the kids up for religious school.

Somehow, amidst all the chaos, I went over to Jon in Albany’s house for one last pizza feast.

There’s some good pizza to be found in the Capital Region. I know because I’ve judged a lot of them with Jon in All Over Albany’s Tournament of Pizza. Plus, pizza is one of my favorite foods, and I’ve eaten it extensively around the region. Nothing I’ve had locally beats what Jon is able to crank out these days using the wood fired pizza oven he built from scratch.

Jon’s neighbors are really lucky. As are his friends. And it was incredibly kind for him to invite me over for one last round of pies. It’s good to leave with a taste of what you will miss most on your lips.

I’m told there’s good pizza out in Michigan, but it won’t be the same.

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Do Good By Downtown Albany

July 17, 2019

Sunday was a truly epic outing, and I was thrilled to see so many of you along the way.

Even though the Tour de Downtown Albany had no scoresheets, and there was no winner per se, that does not mean there wasn’t a thing or two learned along the way. Ideally, we would have done this ten stop eating and drinking extravaganza on a Saturday, so more places would be open. But since the calendar was tight, we seized the opportunity to have this one last outing before the big move to Michigan.

For those who don’t remember the point behind the Tour de Downtown Albany in the first place, let’s rewind just for a moment, and then we’ll get to the good stuff.

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The Car That Would Not Die

July 15, 2019
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I’m reminded of a scene from The Big Lebowski.

Recently a tree branch fell on my car smashing its windshield. The car isn’t insured. It’s old, and not worth much. And for $300 I got a brand new windshield. It’s pretty sweet.

Then yesterday, there was a fender bender with a piece of debris on the highway in Massachusetts. Everyone is okay. But the car still isn’t insured, and while no harm came to the new windshield, the front fender and grill are gone. My license plate is somewhere scattered across the Mass Pike.

Today, I’ve been dealing with all of that, plus the other realities of the move and the transition to Ann Arbor. You know, because moving isn’t already hard enough.

But because of who I am, and my dedication to driving this old car into the ground, it’s getting repaired. And I’ll have it back on Thursday! However, the blog will likely continue to be spotty this week.

Stay tuned, because I can’t wait to tell you more about the quick trip to Pennsylvania, and the amazingly epic Tour de Downtown Albany. But those stories are just going to be a bit delayed.

The Keystone State Strikes Back

July 12, 2019

Happy Friday! Today, I’m awake earlier than ever. Isn’t this supposed to be summer break? But there has been a member of the Fussy family absent for the past three weeks, and it’s time to pick him up from camp in Pennsylvania

No time for a full post today.

But I will return before Sunday’s Tour de Downtown Albany. Yesterday I confirmed that Cider Belly is open despite the construction. And let it be known that the kitchen at Lost & Found closes early on Sunday. So we’ll close out the tour with just drinks in the Warehouse District. Sometimes life throws you curveballs.

Fortunately, there will be more than enough food earlier in the day. I have a funny feeling that nobody is going home hungry. Hope to see you somewhere along the way. No need to RSVP. Just show up. It will be a wonderful surprise.

And those who come will get to hear all about the tales from the middle of Pennsylvania. I hope there will be more banh mi, some Old Forge white, and maybe even another stop at Brooks on the way home for yet another half chicken.

Dare to dream.
Dare to dream.


July 11, 2019

My friend Rachel did something badass, and I didn’t even see it until months after it happened. The only reason I found out was because of her recent interview in PR Week.

If you don’t want to read the story, she is the Chief Communications Officer at Impossible Foods. If you’ve heard of the Impossible Burger, that’s in part due to Rachel’s hard work. But that’s not the cool part.

What got me fired up was how she got into a war of words with a bunch of hostile moms.

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Tour de Downtown Albany

July 10, 2019

Sunday is going to be ridiculous, and hopefully you can join me to get in on at least a little of the madness.

If you haven’t picked up on it by now, I move around a bit. Maybe more than your average guy. And I’ve got a little bit of a tradition. Whenever my sister comes to visit, I walk her around the city where I’m living, to give her a sense of the place. It’s not quite a death march, you know, since nobody dies. But it’s a full day of walking and exploring.

In just a couple of days, I’m going on The Profussor’s Last Stand. It’s not quite a Fussy Little Tour as we’ve come to know them over the years. There will be no scoresheet. There is no common thread to the stops beyond their proximity to each other. There will be no declared winner. However, there will be an important point to the outing as a whole. And that’s to demonstrate that Downtown Albany is one place, and not four. Pearl Street, Lark Street, Empire Plaza, and the Warehouse District are parts of the same whole.

How do I know this? Because walking between these parts of the city is no big deal. And I’m going to prove it to everyone who shows up on Sunday, but hoofing it through Uber-ville and stopping at several of my favorite places along the way.

It’s going to start early, and we’re going to run late. So even if you can’t commit to a full day on Sunday, hopefully you can meet up with the gang as we stumble through Albany. Here’s the plan.

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