“Spring Has Sprung… BATTER UP!! (aka, Lemon & Pinot Sorbet)”

Ahhh, springtime…that magical time of year when the earth wipes the gloomy slumber from its eyes and springs back into technicolor life…that fabled time of year when a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of one thing:

...BASEBALL!!

The burgeoning emergence of April, arriving on tender shoots of vibrant green glory. Without fail, a wondrous time of year…as the bitter gales of January mature into a balmy breeze that warms both the skin and the soul…as the melting snowfalls of February now water the blooming fields of color…and let’s face it…March just has a really shitty reputation all-around – especially right around the middle…

The Return of Robert Marley (or, ‘Spiced Jamaica Tea and Island Rum’ Sorbet)

No, this is not a recipe for hash brownies or a tutorial on how to roll your own, so get your collective heads out of the (purple) haze and back into the gutters…

No, it's ok Bob… You can stay where you're at.

No, this is more of a brief and simple cautionary tale about the dangers of letting a Bossian mind wander aimlessly through one-too-many consecutive days of soul-sapping, overcast skies…that limbo between the downturn of winter and the day when spring finally garners the strength to take flight and break free of the bleak, grey pallor cast over the landscape…until that one day…that day when not even the “Sonny Crockett salmon”-hued sports jacket and a re-run of ‘Captain Ron‘ can cure the impossibly deep-seated blues of the seemingly perpetual gloaming that is early-March.