Harvey Millican's Blog: Musings of a Trad Dad

Tonight I made one of my favorite dishes – in fact it IS my favorite soup; and I’m a man who loves soup. This one is perfect for any Friday as it’s meatless.

It’s an Italian favorite I ate copious amounts of growing up in northern New Jersey and it’s called pasta fagioli (but it’s pronounced /fa-ZHOOL/ because we’re like that).

It’s essentially a poor man’s feast. It’s basically just pasta and beans but it’s the flavoring and how it’s made that make it soooo good.

Give it a shot! You can thank me later.

Got this in the mail last week.

Apparently I’m not the only one. It was actually addressed to the children of yours truly. Very fishy. There is reporting now that this may have been funded by, wait for it… Not the GOP! Some allege this is some kind of rage-bating flyer send to rile up conservative voters. You can’t make this stuff up.

Almost forgot to share this link.

Just got back home after a week away with the family. This one was a company work trip where we were all involved. Safe travels so, Dei Gratias!

And…

Old Harvey did something uncharacteristically dumb. Rught after leaving the secured area at one of the busiest airports in the world, my wife realized that we did not have her backpack. Seems when I grabbed the backpack from the overhead, it was just my son’s and not my wife’s as well.

There is a woman who works for American’s baggage service named Yvette. She was minding her business, tagging bags that had not been claimed when yours truly ran up to her counter in a semi-panicked state to explain my situation. Although she was busy, she went back through the secured area, even searched the plane. Made some calls. Got the police involved. This woman went all out and she did it with a smile.

So Deo Gratias again for Yvette!

What a way to end a trip.

Anyone care to explain?