It’s actually in the Town Hall

You mean like, Soupy Sales? ;-)

I call them “Left Lane Janes”, after my sister-in-law who drives under the speed limit, doesn’t like it when anyone eats in the car, and hangs on to the overhead strap like a subway rider when she’s a passenger.

I drive NJ to RI and back a lot, and have found it’s often faster- especially on 95 in CT, to drive in the extreme right lane..

Jimmy’s Port Side in Galilee. They used to advertise it that way, and cynical me thought, “oh yeah? I’ll try a cuppa this so-called world’s best bisque”. I did, and OH MY GOD molar-sized chunks of meat, buttery broth, they weren’t lying