The Buzz: Siciliano’s Market News & Notes

A Royal Obsession

Maybe I’m in the minority, but I didn’t even know that Prince Harry and the Duchess of Cambridge were expecting.

The Muse is Missing

It’s four in the morning, I’m staring at a blank computer screen and I’m wondering where my muse is.

The Enchantment of Christmas

By Steve Siciliano When I was very young I was afraid of the dark. Now, over fifty years later, I must admit that I can’t precisely...

Everyday Masterpieces - The Art Above Us

By Steve Siciliano Sometimes when I look at the sky I imagine that I’m gazing at a painting. It could be a painting of a clear summer...

Collaboration and Symbiosis in the Craft Beer World

By Steve Siciliano The other day when Barb and I were at Founders one of the bartenders mentioned that he recently sent some folks our...

A Mown Commodity

By Steve Siciliano When I opened the shed door our dog Ellie Mae shot past me and began hunting. I share the space in that old shed with...

Life is a Carnival (believe it or not)

The title of today's post is a tribute to the great Levon Helm, who passed away last week; it's also a fitting lead-in to the boss'...

Westside store(y): the old shops on West Fulton Street

By Steve Siciliano I grew up on the lower west side of Grand Rapids where a house on Hovey between Lane and Marion was the center of my...

Mixed Blessings

By Steve Siciliano “Sure is a nice morning,” I commented yesterday to the old fella who had come into the store for some wine making...

Perfect October Evening

By Steve Siciliano If I was an artist I would try to capture the colors on canvas—the golden light from the lowering October sun...

The Complete Joy of Crossword Puzzles

By Steve Siciliano As a result of having to look for ways to occupy my down time during my recent convalescence after hip replacement...

Winter Approaches, and With It Opportunities

By Steve Siciliano I have never been someone who slides into a funk because of the weather but as I get older the idea of wintering in a...

On the Problem of Disappearing Dive Bars

By Harry Winston Last week while driving up Michigan Street hill on the way to visit Steve after his hip surgery, I admired the...