Chris-Crossed 2
Shaun Mullen looks across the Delaware River to contemplate New Jersey. He does not find conducive to peaceful contemplation.
He starts with a question:
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March 8, 2014 at 12:28 pm
Made me laugh, the “Kick Me” state. He mentions folksinger John Gorka who according to Wiki, was born in Edison. However, Gorka spent most of his development and rep years in Bethlehem. He was a college student there and when I was working in features at the Allentown Morning Call, he was always working the clubs there, mostly a folk place in Bethlehem right near Lehigh, Godfrey Daniels.
I remember part of New Jersey fondly. A lot of vacations in Ocean City, a “dry” town although there was a strategically placed giant beer and liquor mart right at the traffic circle into the main drag just right outside the city limit. In stark opposition, Wildwood and the long gone Martinique, 5 beers for a dollar, total magnet for young women from French Canada. Cape May.
My band played sold out shows at Maxwell’s in Hoboken twice. An old college sweetheart lived in Cranford, a nice shady town embedded in the concrete and asphalt of of the NJ/NYC metroplex. Of course, the state has Princeton, which makes up for many of the failings and insecurities that come with Rutgers, although Don Rumsfeld is an alum.
March 8, 2014 at 11:16 pm
I worked in Thorofare for some years and I have fond memories of vacations at Wildwood and Cape May. Nobody does tacky, and does it so proudly, as Wildwood! The Virginia Beach boardwalk is a poor second cousin compared to Wildwood–Virginia Beach strives for genteel and, in the process, misses fun.
And God help you if you order a cheesesteak in a Virginia Beach eatery. Folks in these parts think that if they put cheese and beef in a bun it somehow morphs into a “cheesesteak.” They are sorely mistaken–most of what they call “cheesesteaks” are abominable and detestable crimes against nature. I’ve found only one place that makes a proper cheesesteak, and the proprietress is from Hackensack.