The rest of the weekend..

The rest of the weekend in Scranton was anti-climatic after the Sunday mass panic. We ate lunch at the Bucktown Diner with DS2 and DS3.  After lunch DS3 went back to school to do some homework, The rest of us went shopping at the Giant for those things that missed the move in list. We stopped by Cathedral Cemetery to visit my parents. The always appreciate a quick stopping by and saying hello. It is interesting to see how much the trees have grown in valley since my father was buried there in 1984. It helps to bring home the passage of time. After the cemetery went downtown to the Italian Festival.

The Italian Festival is held each year in Scranton on the streets around the courthouse. As you can image there are lots of food vendors. And not just Italian food. Our favorite place is Mr P’s where they sell home-made potato pancakes.  I had my three, sitting on the courthouse steps with sweat dripping down my back. Maybe one Labor Day the heat and humidity won’t be brutal at the festival. DS3 finished his homework and walked down from his campus and met us while we were walking around. DS2 got some fried Oreos. They were delicious. Both boys got some home-made root beer soda. I had a taste, it was good. Some vanilla ice cream would have made it extra primo good. The only ice cream stand there was swamped with people. We walked around a second time and only found that one ice cream vendor.  Hard to believe.

After we walked around we went up to the University of Scranton with DS3 to see his new dorm. He has his own room. The group of guys each have their own room, a common kitchen, living room and one bathroom. The building and the rooms looked pretty new. There was no air conditioning. We bought DS3 a box fan to put in his window. At least at night the box fan can pull the cool air into the room. In another month they will need sweatshirts and the fan will not as be useful.

Ds3 and I went to the Marywood campus and found a field with a lacrosse net. We spent 45 minutes sweating and feeding the bugs while we threw the ball around and worked on our shooting. DS3 must have hit the pipe (cross bars that hold the goal together) at least 12 times in that 45 minutes.

Dinner was a Doc Magrogans Fish Market. The restaurant is located on the way to the local outdoor concert venue where Kelly Clarkson and Maroon 5 were performing that night. We sat for 40 minutes in concert traffic to get to the restaurant. The attraction for me to this restaurant is that the specialize in raw, freshly shucked oysters. We have gone there on nights where there were ten different types of oysters from around the world. That night the list was kind of short. They had sold out of many of the more popular oysters.

We still managed to eat four dozen for our appetizer. DS3 brough along a friend from school that has eaten with use before. He likes oysters as well. The dinner was ok. Everybody but me had dessert. I was stuffed. We drove DS2 back to school, then dropped DS3 and his friend off at the U.  The city of Scranton had fireworks Sunday night. Our hotel was downtown, but our room faced the university. The fireworks were on the other side of the building. Neither of us had the energy to back downstairs and outside to see the fireworks.  We certainly heard them.

Monday, Labor Day saw us at the Bucktown Diner once again. This time DS2 brought his girlfriend. She was at the concert the night before, that is why she missed dinner. She likes snow crab legs, but certainly does not like oysters.

Pictures, here are a few from the weekend.  Thanks for reading and Enjoy!

Namaste

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