Wise answers to perplexing questions
The Answer Lady invites inquiries from gentle readers on all manners of relationship quandaries, matters of the heart, and ethics. If you’d like to send a query, write to email@example.com.
Dear Answer Lady
Although I’m thrilled and lucky to live in Cape May, sometimes, especially in the summer, I want to get out of town. AC is fun, but who wants to sit in traffic? Any other suggestion? – Cape May Captive
No parkway necessary to drive (or bike) over the West Cape May bridge into North Cape May territory. First stop? Back Corner Café, the new and excellent little breakfast and lunch eatery right along Route 9 toward the ferry. Coffee drinks, teas and smoothies, and a yummy selection of bagels, wraps, and baked goods are available, plus it has a nice hip vibe, outdoor seating, and free wi-fi (which is handy if you need a good sandwich AND you’re on deadline for your column, for instance). Then head right up to the bay for some free beach access – lounge around while you watch the ferry come and go. There are no lifeguards, so keep an eye on little ones and canine friends. Not a beach day? Not a problem – in Rio Grande you’ll find the Aviation Museum at the Cape May County Airport. Little and big kids alike will enjoy that visit. A trip to Historic Cold Spring Village is also recommended. Stop at Fish & Fancy to pick up dinner, or dine at Bella Mangiata for great Italian. And no trip to North Cape May is complete without a cold drink and the view from Harpoon Henry’s – best sunsets you’ll ever see.
Dear Answer Lady
I noticed in a recent column that you referred to a former friend who had ‘gotten married and fallen off the face of the earth.’ That wasn’t me, was it? I know we’ve been friends for years, but between work, wife and kids , it’s hard to keep our social lives as active as they used to be, you know? – Your Friend Marty
The Answer Lady knows ALL about this. And no, dear, it was not you to whom the Answer Lady was referring – that gentleman shall remain nameless. Okay, it was Bill, but no last name. Okay, it was Bill H. Remember him? One of the occupational hazards of writing a weekly column is that everyone the Answer Lady knows thinks she is writing about them. Allow this to be the general disclaimer: Dear friends and family: The Answer Lady is not writing about you. Well, probably not you.