Fork’d for Now

Final forking around for this summer.

Yacht in Greenport harbor

North Ferry to Shelter Island


Sag Harbor in September looked like July


Last lobster stop before we hit the road back to NYC

Swan Song

All good things must come to an end. Summer 2020 Forking Around a godsend. Middle Pond cygnets paid a last visit with their Mama Pen. Won’t see these kids again.


Hopefully we will see a new crop next year. Right, Mrs. Swan?

West Coast Smoke

Hazy sky shrouding clouds. Sun looking more like a gauzy orb. West Coast wildfire smoke has ridden the Jet Stream to the South Fork.

Charred Chops

Last barbecue of the summer. And. It was delish. mAdBen joined for a conflagration of lamb chops, skewered veggies and roasted potatoes.

Dr. Husband the awesome grill man. Eat your heart out Joey3Sticks.



Speaking of which. Miley Cyrus’ rendition of Maneater sizzles.

Retro Beach Trek

Had a hankering for calamari. Headed out East to The Lobster Roll aka Lunch on the Montauk Highway. 30 people on line for take-out. Outside seating closed on a rainy day. So. Continued to The Clam Bar in Napeague. No waiting. Ordered fried calamari plus fish & chips. Delish.

Took our lunch to an old haunt. Asparagus Beach in Amagansett. Dr. Husband was a regular back in the 1960’s-70’s when the beautiful young set socialized on the sand standing up. Thus the nickname.

It’s really Atlantic Avenue Beach, but no one ever called it that. Anyway. It was pretty empty. And. There are signs about staying at least six feet apart. Quite the ironic twist.



NoFo Donut Wars

The North Fork seems to have two fiercely opposing cinnamon sugar apple cider donut camps. We did our own taste test.

Harbes Family Farm  Mattituck vs. Wickham’s Fruit Farm Cutchogue.


Harbes donuts have a more cake-like consistency with a darker dough. 


Wickham’s are so wonderfully greasy that the paper bag is stained.


Dr. Husband is a Harbes fan. While Mrs. Trek is decidedly team Wickham.

Swan Pond

The senior cygnes have reportedly lived on Middle Pond for several decades. Their four cygnets are getting bigger and whiter every week.

Today either the Cob or the Pen paid us a visit.