I haven’t eaten three meals in the same place since grad school but on Thursday, I did manage breakfast, lunch and dinner at the Tune Up Cafe (formerly Dave’s Not Here). I have to admit, none of the meals let me down. I was there at 7 am when they opened and read a manuscript while enjoying the huevos rancheros served up by the lovely and talented Aimee. In my opinion, best huevos in town. Then, after my daughter Poppy graduated from 8th grade (with no felonies!), we went back, sat outside and I enjoyed a turkey club with green chile. The turkey was thick and moist and freshly carved. My wife Lala had a seasonally fresh greek salad. Poppy had a tuna melt sans cheese & my son London had a bean and cheese quesadilla. Slices of carrot and chocolate cakes later, everybody was happy. I had to attend a baccalaureate at the Greer Garson Theater at 5 so post-spectacle, my friend, colleague and Dynamic Kettlebell Fitness instructor Mark suggested the Tune Up so I said “What the Hell?” (not out loud) and went for the trifecta. A few barley sodas on the patio, some nachos and papusas at sunset didn’t hurt me at all.

My son London got out of his last day of school at 2:35 and we were at the Bicentennial Pool throwing a ball (that squirts water no less) by 3:30. At 4:15, a screaming little girl started to go under and the guard on duty, Keith, took the plunge and saved the little girl from the treacherous drink. Mayor Coss, if you’re reading this (and I highly doubt you are), give Keith the key to the city or at least some of that white crap guards in other cities lather on their noses. Welcome to summer in Santa Fe, beautiful babies!

Note: Prices have gone up slightly at the Bi-pool but they were well staffed.

Last year, I had a house party for Paddy Jones. Paddy is the last student of Padraig O’Keeffe, and one of the last pure Sliabh Luachra musicians alive (JFGI). He was friends with Denis Murphy and Julia Clifford. He walked to O’Keeffe’s home, three hours round trip, every Sunday when he was a boy. Paddy is profiled in Rus Bradburd’s Paddy on the Hardwood, a memoir of fiddling and basketball set in Ireland. My house exploded with fans, fiddle freaks, kids and folks lugging all kinds of string instruments.  This year they need a bigger venue:

8 pm

Friday, April 2

Oddfellows Hall

1125 Cerrillos Rd.

(North side of Cerrillos, west of school for the Deaf)Prices: $10, $7 for students and $5 kids under 12.

You won’t want to miss it. Kind of music that makes you want to sing, weep, and drink.

Walking down the beach in Mexico, we stumbled upon America’s sweetheart, Paris Hilton, who upon learning London’s name, said “I’d love to name my kid that.” Then the pose. Here’s the shot: