Oh boy! One of Moonie’s Lord of the Pies 2016 passport coupons was for Elmwood Diner. Moonie loves Elmwood Diner!
As it was a nippy November day, his very first order of business was to ask our server, Debbie, for a hot chocolate made with milk. He giggled joyously when it arrived in a special mug for blood donors. Moonie loves donating blood, too!
When you’re three inches tall like my pal Moonie, you like short things.
So Moonie is a really big (but really little, too) fan of the Short Short Story Film Festival, which just celebrated its tenth year this past week. The festival, consisting of two different programs of 17 films each, attracts filmmakers from all around the world as well as superstar folks in the film business to serve on the jury. The resulting films are funny or cute or sad or beautiful or disturbing – but all have one thing in common: a length of six minutes or less.
All the hard work is done by Merging Arts Productions, run by Toni Pennacchia and Paul Elsnau.
We joined dozens of people last week at AS220 to enjoy the festival. Toni, who doubles as a world music DJ named Madame B, spun tunes in between the programs.
Moonie tried to worm his way up front, but people had to ask him to crouch down. His punk-rocker pink hair was too tall.
But he was pretty happy with the seat he took. Everyone seemed pretty happy that night, with 34 interesting films to watch and DJ Madame B to pump up the crowd.
This year’s Short Short Story Film Festival was extra special. For its 10th anniversary, the founders arranged a spread of food for a reception, and artist Mark Zajac made a special limited edition poster just for the occasion.
“So cool!” Moonie said of the poster. And the 34 different movies. And the music pumped between programs. And the food and popcorn. Good job, people at Merging Arts; you made this little dude happy once again.
It’s November, which means we’re participating yet again in Rhode Island Food Fights‘ annual Lord of the Pies event. Which means my little dude was armed with enough coupons to treat us and our friend Dan to pizza at The Fire in North Providence.
“Why are jokes about bread so funny?” Moonie asked our server as she brought him some rolls and garlic-infused olive oil.
“Why?” she asked.
“‘Cause they never get MOLD! Get it? Mold?” he hooted.
“What do bakers give to ladies on special occasions?” he asked.
“Er, what?” she asked, looking around the room.
“FLOURS!” Moonie shouted, but our server was backing away. She suddenly had another table to take care of.
A few weeks ago, Moonie insisted we check out “Flowers vs. the Frost,” which was billed as “a celebration to embrace the end of the growing season,” at the downtown club Aurora.
Boy, does my dude like to embrace things that grow.
Flowers vs. the Frost turned out to be a group of happy people bringing together all the flowers still left – many grown and donated by a nice young lady we met there – for a last joyful arrangement instead of letting the frost take them away. Everyone collaborated in some way in using the petals to create images like they do in Day of the Dead altars in Mexico.
My dude sure loves art and celebrations. And, of course, flowers.
First he checked out one of the drawings that our friend Jen was making, which would be turned into flower art.
Then Moonie helped out at the “beheading station,” where the flowers were de-petaled so they could become art.
So many flowers!
Hey, friends, guess-
Um, guess what-
Er, guess what tomorrow is-
“PRONK! PRONK! PRONK!”
Moonie, buddy, I thought we were going to give your friends a chance to guess what tomorrow-
Well, you’ll have to excuse Moonie. He’s a bit excited because tomorrow is PRONK! And that, of course, is his very favorite day of the year.
Last year he wrote a 72-staza PRONK opus, which was backed by a philharmonic orchestra and three kazoos. (I’d still like a word with whomever taught him the word “badonkadonk.” Given that not too many words rhyme with PRONK, it features heavily in the verses.)
So of course we were happy to go to the PRONK Family Day festivities in late August to start getting psyched up for PRONK.
Moonie wants to remind all his friends that there are just TWO Food Truck Fridays left for the year at Roger Williams Park. Yes, two!
Two chances to check out all manner of food and drink on wheels.
Two chances to eat your Friskie Fries before this little devil helps himself.
I was sad when Other Tiger, a lovely, creaky bookstore in Westerly, Rhode Island, closed a couple of years ago.
So I was more than uplifted when Moonie came running up in March, hooting and hopping with joy that the nice lady who co-owns Bank Square Books (his favorite bookstore in Mystic, CT) was going to co-own a new bookstore in Westerly. He begged and begged and begged to go see the new shop, Savoy Bookshop and Cafe, and, well, you’ve seen how hard it is to say no to that excited little face.
So we checked out the gorgeous new bookshop for the first time in April, admiring the lovely entrance of the snazzy space that once housed the Savoy Hotel.
The new owners took care to restore and retain lots of original features, and the overall feel is charming, historic, and sophisticated.
We love that lovely staircase, too.