Free Dinner with the Uptight Suburanites at Gramma’s Grotto in Horsham

Whenever I go to mom’s house in Huntingdon Valley, she has a pile of things she thinks would be of interest to me, her firstborn, who has now reached the august age of 67. Mom once told me she realized she was getting old when she hit 80. That was 10 years ago.That’s why I supped tonite at Gramma’s, which I read about in the Uptight Suburbanite.The meal was plentiful and delicious, including delicious broccoli rabe appetizers (am not gonna chance spelling or-derves) and a salad chockful of good lettuce, olives, mozzarella, roasted red peppers and mushrooms.Since I’m mostly a vegetarian, I ordered a new favorite Scott and I discovered at Angelo’s in Southamptoneggplant rollatiniI ate no pasta since I’m a person w/insolent (sic) dependent diabetes, which I got from my kidney antirejection meds.

In the car, before entering the Grotto, I injected 10 units and then ate with utter abandon, knowing I’d go home and bicycle before the TV for half an hour which considerably lowers my blood sugar.

Say hi to Ron, Bill, and Linda. Linda, with hubby Allen Herman, run the Uptight Suburbanite. I sat next to Allen and noticed what a beautiful voice he has.

Everyone had wonderful stories to tell.

Bill Wexler – he’s from the same family as the plumbing company – in the middle, lives on the same street as Cindy Smith, who I met when I worked at the Intell.
Ron Zappan and I had a lot in common. He and his wife live in Churchville. My friends and I took a great trip to Churchville Nature Center three years ago. They have a Lenni-Lenape village there. I was Pocohantas in a previous life.

Ron had heard of Bristol-Bensalem where I worked as an individual therapist and group therapist. They were shut down, I believe, for Medicare fraud. I was the last to be let go b/c I had the highest “show rate.”

Ron is also a counselor and had worked at

“Do you know Sister Vicki?” I asked.

Much to my surprise, he said, “Yes. She’s very nice and has white hair.”

Not when I knew her, she didn’t, back in 1992 when we graduated from the Hahnemann program and got our MGPGP degree – Master, Group Process & Group Psychotherapy.

In fact, I just looked up Sister Vicki in one of my six phone books and found her phone number. Haven’t spoken to her – or thought about her – for 15 years!

Sat next to Lois Gurack, who is also called “Bubby.” She and her husband met at summer camp. She was a nurse and he was a counselor. Their second home is in the Adirondacks. Funny, I just did a post where I talked about a home
Here are my grandkids, Grace and Max

Oh, that must be their new couch, red like mine, the color of “passion,” a term that was bandied about this evening.

John and wife Desiree Vallario own the Grotto. Most everything is gluten-free including the scumptious

cannoli. I had one of these and a delicious cream cake.

Since Lois doesn’t like to drive in the dark – who does? – her dgtr/law from Valley Forge drove her.


Sharon Gurak, attorney for WHISTLEBLOWERS, whose lives are pretty much ruined when they report their employers for wrongdoing.

There wasn’t a moment’s pause in our conversations which ranged from politics to politics to politics.

Gave Ron the latest issue of our Compass Mental Health Magazine


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Tuesday - 2:00 Pm - 9:00 PM

Wednesday - 11:00 AM - 9:00 PM

Thursday - 11:00 AM 9:00 PM

Friday - 11:00 AM - 10:00 pm

Saturday - 11:00 AM - 10:00 PM 

Sunday - 12:00 PM - 9:00 PM