Not Fickle About Gregg’s Pickles

I haven’t lived or gone to school in Rhode Island in 100 35 years, but the sight of a Del’s Lemonade sign or a bottle of Autocrat coffee syrup on a grocery store shelf makes me wistful. I grew up on coffee syrup in my milk, spinach pies and pizza from the bakery, Korb’s rye […]

A Word of Caution: Don’t Be Nosy About Friendly’s

I ate at Friendly’s yesterday. It’s not that I planned to lunch at the Home of the Fribble , but there was one next door to the Midas Muffler Shop where I deposited by ancient and rather noisy Saab wagon. Besides, it was lunchtime, a steamy 90 degrees and, according to my muffler man, Friendly’s […]