I had not thought about driving up to Greensboro and having lunch at “Sticks -n- Stones Pizza” until yesterday morning. The thought came to me, and I sort of looked at it askance, processing how I felt (physically & mentally) and then I began to embrace the thought more vigorously. *The age of my car and the health of my tires both play a part when I’m thinking about an extended journey, but this not so much yesterday.
Another piece of the travel puzzle came into place when I couldn’t recall what the name of the health foods store was that I had visited looking for dulse, so I went to my WordPress site and did a search and found that it was called “Deep Roots Market” which is a co-op. As I seem to say each time I write about it (only twice that I recall), you don’t have to be a member of the co-op to shop at the store.

But in the article I noted my stops along the way that day and I had gone to “Ken Chappell’s Peaches” (a long-time road side peach/apple & assorted veggies stand. I have been going here to buy peaches for several years now, and the thought of another visit brightened my thoughts. I was online so I did a search for a web site and found one (another WordPress site) and I read that their first day open of the 2025 season was… yesterday. So, I would be visiting on their second day open, and I even asked the girl when I was there, “So this is your second day open” and her reply was, “yes” with a smile.
Okay so now I knew that Ken Chappell’s Peaches was open for business, and that they were supposed to have three types of peaches for sale this week. “Desiree” was one of them, and the one I ended up buying an $8 bag of peaches. It was a good flavored, first peach of the season, but I didn’t think it finished well. Not sure if I should let them ripen another day or so, to have that finishing sweetness I’m looking for.
I had a quick shower, and I fried some bacon and apples for breakfast and I think I had a cup of Earl Gray tea before leaving.
The trip to the road side stand took about an hour and sixteen minutes. That sounds like a long time, but since I am self entertaining, a good chunk of that journey was spent talking to myself, or rehearsing previous events. Oh, I did stop at “Dunrovin” which is a country store located next to U.S. 1 near Vass, North Carolina. It is uncomfortably near the highway and the fast moving traffic which whizzes by are all rushing to get to Southern Pines or Pinehurst. If a car ever veers off the highway it will be a mess to the front of the store… or death to anyone standing or walking there.
I did a slow tour of Dunrovin half way looking for seeds to sprout, or non-wheat pasta, but eventually only bought one stick of a Horehound hard candy. I’ve bought that at this store before, and it has an odd flavor. I like the odd flavors, and also have some Claey’s Clove drops that I bought several years ago and still eat one about every two months or so. The young man behind the register asked me if I might like to try the Claey’s Horehound candy and walked back to where it was and showed me. This puts him in that “sharp young man” category for me. Not just performing a “brain dead” work day. I asked how much, but told him I would just stick with what I had. It cost a little over a dollar. *The pharmacy in Newton Grove carries the Claey’s brand of candy also. I’ve seen it when I’m sitting eating an ice cream there.
After Chappell’s Peaches, I headed up Hwy 220 and it was a relatively quick trip up to Greensboro, passing by Asheboro, along the way. I went directly to “Sticks -n- Stones” and it was probably just a little after 12 noon when I parked.
Several groups sitting about the restaurant, it is dark and comforting. I was given a menu and told to sit where I would like. I sat at a table next to the front window.




When the waitress came to my table to get my drink order, I told her “water” and before she left I said I knew what I wanted, if they still made it. She stopped and took my order. A “To Be the One” Margherita style pizza with some jalapenos (not pickled).
After a while, not too long a while she brought my small pizza to the table. It looked good and I already had a game plan figured out if it did not meet the standards of it’s former glory. My last two visits had been disappointing. Nothing to write home about, and far from the exceptional pizza that I’ve experienced there through the years. If after my first slice, I was disappointed for the third time, I would ask for a “to go” box, and leave… with the thought of stopping in Asheboro at No.1 China Buffet for a late lunch. But, the first slice was delicious and distinctive enough for me to stay and finish the whole thing.
After lunch I went looking for a cigar store, as I want to find someone who sells the “Avanti Cafe Mocha” small, cheap, coffee flavored cigars that I tried at JR’s (Smithfield), but that JR’s no longer sells. I did visit one cigar store, but it was obvious that there were no cheap cigars in this place. Not enough room so only higher end cigars on display. The store owner, I presumed, was in an extended conversation with a customer, I presumed, but since he never finished that conversation, I did not stay to be disappointed by the answer I knew he would have to give me, “No we don’t carry that brand.”
The Greensboro Cigar Company is located about where the Allstate office is shown in this Streetview.
I did call another store, which I later found was a short distance away, I think on the other side of the street and a few blocks down. I asked about what I was looking for, and the man said they didn’t carry that but he mentioned something, coffee flavored, that they did carry. I thanked him and hung up. *I either will have to find them online, or get lucky at some cheap cigar shop along the way, someday.
At some point, I recalled that I wanted to visit “Deep Roots Market” although the name wasn’t clear in my mind, but the previous pleasant visit was. It’s was a relatively short meander to the co-op’s parking lot and then into the store.
I went to the back where there were the various seeds, nuts, dried fruits, coffees and teas in either jars or bins. I actually bought several things that I had to bag up, and put the dirty little, shiny cast iron scoops in a tray. I bought some fenugreek powder, some dill seeds, dark mustard seeds and some nutritional yeast, and a reddish pungent powder (Berbere Seasoning) that I think might go into some curry or Mexican dish. Not sure if it was a ground pepper, or a mixture of other spices. (I don’t think it was paprika & cumin, but who knows?) *I later googled and got the following, that it is a mixture of the following spices: coriander seed, cardamom, cloves, cinnamon, fenugreek and allspice, with chile peppers, paprika, ground ginger, garlic and onion powder.
The young man asked if I wanted a box (they had previously used boxes of varying sizes near the register). I had forgotten to bring in my grocery bag. The five things I had bagged up fit nicely in the box and I walked out to my car.
Nothing else in Greensboro that I wanted to visit or revisit, so I headed back down Hwy. 220 to Asheboro. Getting to Asheboro and needing gas, I stopped at a convenience store, that I had previously gotten gas at, my last visit to Asheboro. The pump is grungy.
I’m not sure why I decided to eat another lunch in so short a time after my first one (less than 3 hours) but I did. I went to No.1 China Buffet and had another lunch. All good, and even a little more Wakami Salad which is surprising that they offer this. The oriental waitress was talkative, but it was welcome by me, and although I did not always understand (or hear) her, a pleasant talk, even about the rainy weather.
There was a dark sky over part of Asheboro and I even drove through some of it, a hard rain, on the way to the Main Library. And, one the way I began to feel the need to defecate. Yep. The pizza with jalapenos must have been pushed down by the chicken on a stick and the Wakami Salad. I opened my small FSU umbrella and walked up the parking lot, past the impressive water fountain, and into the large sliding glass doors of the library. There are no bathrooms available on the first floor, and you have to find the elevator hidden around the corner at the end of a narrow hallway. You could walk up the impressive marble staircase, but I don’t think that would be pleasant either going up or down with my stiff knee.
By now I really needed to use the bathroom, and I saw both stall doors were open so I went in the smaller stall, the other being for handicap use. I put my folded umbrella down and then noted that the toilet seemed to be clogged with toilet paper. I flushed, and yes, it was clogged. I quickly went around to the handicap stall and went in. I immediately noted that it too was clogged with toilet paper, but I needed to go. So, knowing full well that putting a load of smelly shit on top of a clogged toilet wasn’t going to be pleasant for the janitor, I had to go. It was smelly, and I did mention to a male employee that both toilets were clogged and that I had left a mess. He thanked me for giving them a heads up, and I went on to find something to read.
I didn’t see any new books that interested me, so I found a New York Times Magazine with Bill Gates on the cover. I read some of the article which the jist of was, “Odd, but I’m going to be ending my Charitable Fund, in 20 years, even though Donald Trump has recently ended a bunch of humanitarian aid to Africa and abroad, and yes… a half million children will probably die due to his decisions, but aid, in some form will go on, even without the Gates Foundation. *I don’t fault Bill Gates for this. He seems to have a game plan for doing the most he can with the enormous wealth he has been given and since neither he nor his wife will be around to continue making the decisions for the foundation… and not wanting to burden his children with that task. End it, not tomorrow, and spend it well until it ends.


but the day was cloudy & rainy.
Magazines are to the left.
Before I go. Why would you put white text on a white background? And, yes this isn’t the most flattering picture of Bill Gates. He looks old, and even heading toward fragile, but I think that speaks to why he would be announcing the end of his Foundation at this time. Aware of his age, and wanting to tie up loose ends, and not bound to the poor decisions by any other rich assholes.
I need to fix breakfast and I’ve written a ton, but before I forget, or not come back to finish the rest of this daily journal.
This morning I weighed myself and I weighed 245.4 lbs. I looked, and asked myself, “How could that be.” I had a whole small pizza and a large Chinese buffet afterwards. And I’ve lost a couple of pounds? And then I came in and tested my resting blood sugar level… 102. 102? How, I had a whole small pizza yesterday, and some noodles from the buffet later. How do I lose weight and keep my blood sugar in the great range? But, I did and that was the impetus to write about all of yesterday’s journey. Who wants to write about a crappy experience at the Library? Not me, but it was all part of the story.
This has nothing to do with the above story, but I was temporarily captivated by Facebook and saw this.



This might be useful to me in the future. Recently I had a screw fall out of my glasses and I had a repair kit that I found a replacement screw, and a small screwdriver. But then it took quite a while for me to get the screw in the slot, and then get the end of the screwdriver into the screw to tighten it. I was almost to the point of going to the eyeglass store in Walmart where I had purchased several pairs of glasses, just to have them replace the screw. But I finally got the job done. Still the replacement screw was longer than needed, but it will have to do.
I have about four or five eyeglass frames that are exactly the same. It was a good idea because there are little plastic pieces on the temples (arms) that curl out with wear. At some point the frames need to be replaced. My problem has been that my original prescription works better than any updated one, and so I would take the old lenses and put them in the new frames. But, I am getting to the point that they don’t make those frames any longer. And, the new lenses aren’t right in that some parts of the view are blurred. I think it might be that in an effort to make a cheaper lens, the entire lens is not ground for magnifying.




































































