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Unexpected Ghosts on a Ride for Pie

Unexpected Ghosts on a Ride for Pie

Going for a summer pie ride with friends is a great way to pass the time. One of our favorite spots is the Modern Snack Bar in Aquebogue. The Snackbar has been a Long Island staple since the 50’s. Go for the pie, stay for the neon.

We stopped in last night for a slice of apple crumb.

Bellies filled with pie, we stood outside in the parking lot chit-chatting. An older gentleman, probably in his 70s, ambled over toward his van which was parked next to us. He stepped gingerly and leaned on a cane.

We exchanged pleasantries and he just stood there watching. He said to me that he was waiting to hear my bike start up, motioning to the Triumph. I hesitated and changed the subject knowing that whatever he was hoping to hear would be nothing like the purring sound of a sewing machine with a silencer on it that comes from my wee Bonnie.

With that train derailed, we had a short but interesting conversation about his life growing up and riding dirt and then street bikes here on Long Island. He seemed only too happy to talk about his former two-wheeled life. Often when older folks who can no longer ride for whatever reason talk to me about motorcycles, I sense a pang of longing. He had it, too.

When I finally relented and started my bike for him, he paused and said, “you could probably get some pipes for that thing.” A gentlemanly burn.  My explanation of liking a quiet bike seemed lost on him.

As the conversation began to wind down, he opened his van door and stood in the space between it and the cab. As I stepped closer to him so that I could hear what he was saying, I caught the scent of something… familiar. Dad?

My dad left this Earth in July of 2013. I haven’t heard from him since. But every once in a while, something floats in on the breeze and catches on my consciousness like the barb of a dandelion seed and it feels like him.

 

Modern Snack Bar – Aquebogue, NY

Modern Snack Bar – Aquebogue, NY

Mmmm.. the Modern Snack Bar. Aside from their deliciously kitschy sign, the pie is amazing. Can i get an AMEN for pie?!

Is that not the best sign in town?
So Modern.
So Snack-y.
So Bar-y.

You know, more and more in my ‘old age’ i find that strangers talk more freely to me. Not the crazy people who ask me if its ‘hot in all that leather’ but just, you know, people. People at the next table in a restaurant. People in a store. Those people. Conversational folks. Its nice. I guess i must be losing that ‘Please don’t speak to me’ look i’ve had for so long. I’ve always been pretty shy. I guess I feel less shy, less unsure or judged now.

Yesterday out of the corner of my eye, I kept catching a woman watching me eat my chocolate cream pie. As i got up to leave, she had to stop me and say.. ‘please tell me the pie was worth it.’ It was, lady. It was worth it.

I think maybe it’s time to petition to get pie to be its own food group. Right after we get cheese approved.

 

 

 

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