Have you had a recurring dream in which you feed a bonfire through face masks?
Do you dream of donating your hand sanitist inventory to the nearest nursery?Do you want to queue in shop-Rite or Wegmans right with the woman in front of you, instead of clumsily blocking all the other carriage pushers?
While we are ready to say that the COVID-19 pandemic is in our rearview mirror, we feel smart to loosen restrictions, abandon safe precautions, and at least move toward a “normal” life.
So it would possibly sound like heresy, but was it bad?
Believe it or not, there were at least some benefits to living through confinement. Think about it: don’t travel in giant traffic jams, not exaggerated parties of type revelation (at least not in person), don’t sit next to your turkey guy and stuff.
With this in mind, we asked Delaware Online/The News Journal to focus on the facets of life in COVID Times that they would like to continue as we enter Life After Lockdown:
Like many states, Delaware has changed when it comes to bringing house cocktails and alcoholic beverages from bars and restaurants when COVID-19 arrived.
And guess what? Armagedron did not arrive, the pandemic itself felt sometimes felt for many of us.
Being able to leave the Starboard at Dewey Beach with an Orange Crush or a draft of Catherine Rooney’s Guinness in Wilmington was not only convenient for customers, but also helped corporations make sales at a difficult time.
Here in Delaware, takeaway alcohol will be with us until at least March 31, 2022, but it may be prolonged or the norm over time if there is sufficient support.
Across the Maryland border, Gov. Larry Hogan last week signed an invoice allowing cocktails to be taken away until 2023. More than 30 states at ease regulate their alcohol regulations against COVID-19, allowing drinks to come out the door.
Since it is very likely that many of us will attach ourselves to takeaway orders or home delivery in the future, getting your favorite cocktail (or two) with dinner is correct and you value keeping it. .
Ryan Cormier
Who would say that going out to dinner in a place to eat in January would be that I hope he never dies?
But one of my happiest moments, the pandemic was this winter outdoors with a blanket on my lap and a giant patio radiator that kept me warm while drinking a beer and ate tacos on the terrace of the new Santa Fe Mexican Grill on Pennsylvania Avenue. Wilmington.
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Ceiling lamps and a giant bowl of soup also made a grilled wetsuit last November outdoors Tonic Seafood
The time of sweaters, and much cooler in Europe, never saved locals or tourists from taking outdoor seating in a café, and that was long before the COVID-19 replaced the world. I traveled to Italy in November and vaso. de a wine and snacks outdoors, a place to eat is the norm, despite a plummeting mercury reading.
The pandemic has made food owners artistic with outdoor dinners. Caffe Gelato in Newark has installed greenhouses, just like the Columbus Inn in Wilmington. Street food gave the impression of Wilmington, from Trolley Square to downtown Wilmington. Rehoboth Beach and the city of Newark have allowed food and beverage institutions to install tables on sidewalks and in parking lots.
Frank’s Wine on Union Street in Wilmington continues to host tastings, music and food truck events with their pop-up tastings in the “patio” in the store’s parking lot.
Outdoors all the time in Delaware? Yes, I’m there. Well, it’s okay, not if it’s raining or snowing.
Patricia Talorico
I calm her down.
Make no mistake, having a stadium full of screaming enthusiasts is through the maximum sense of energy you can have at a sporting event.
I will never hear the deafening roar when the Eagles won the Super Bowl in Minneapolis, or when the Phillies won the World Series in 2008.
But the stages of this that will soon be completed leave me a little worried. I had gotten used to hearing a gardener call a flying ball, or squeaking shoes on a basketball court, or a supporter making defensive signals.
I know, of course, that enthusiasts are the ones who make games what they are, and groups want the winnings of a stadium with sold-out tickets.
But I would like to see a situation in which each and every game has a quiet game consistent with the season, only to listen to a game in its maximum fundamental form.
Close the doors for a day. Turn off deafening music and decibels and play.
I know it possibly won’t happen, but it would still be nice.
– Frank Martin
With live sports suspended last spring and summer, the chains were forced to play games past, which was great.
One night, I sat mesmerized to see, again, with the same admiration, San Francisco Giants pitcher Madison Bumgarner emerge from the bullpen in the fifth inning to close a 3–2 victory over the Royals in the decisive game of the 2014 World Events. He went two days off after the Kansas City final at Games 1 and 5.
I also saw a replay of the Phillies’ Cole Hamels pitching his 2015 hit opposite the Cubs at Wrigley Field, a game I’d noticed on the user with my daughter, Tara. It’s just as exciting this time on TV.
In addition, ESPN broadcast school games for professional quarterbacks and broadcast Joe Flacco’s victories in the playoffs in Delaware 2007 in northern Iowa and southern Illinois. These were games I had covered and, as a result, I hadn’t noticed it on TV, so it was wonderful to relive/remember everything that had happened.
Another Friday night in the spring you may have spent watching a live game more faithful to a captivating documentary about the 1968 Summer Olympics in Mexico City.
– Kevin Tresolini
I started making sourd dough bread 3 months before it was fresh.
But when I was hit by March 2020, like so many other bored and quarantined Americans, I was filled with flour and obsessed.
I like it, I made an Instagram account obsessive to make bread.
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Alone in my studio, I was venting my tension and angering around 2020 into pieces of dough, pushing and pulling until the sticky mess became elegant and round.
At the end of the 24-hour process, this tension becomes something sweet, warm and rewarding, much in a year full of chaos, uncertainty and isolation.
Being able to turn the undeniable ingredients of flour and water into anything that challenges gravity and is delicious is one of the skills I’m most proud of, and I know I’ll stay even once COVID-19 has memory.
Learning to do something new just to laugh and then observe yourself by trial and error is an underrated feeling I’ve followed over the past year. The same can be said of the miry of pastimes that other people have acquired in quarantine.
So, as the global begins to return to the general and our schedules begin to fill up again, take some time for leisure, whether it’s painting, baking, gardening, running, looking for anything that’s right for you and that, you know, will bring you a moment of joy even in the darkest moments.
Natalia Alamdari
Going out on television was already a relic when the pandemic erupted, but through willpower and years of wasted time, my circle of relatives regained it.
Every Friday for 16 consecutive weeks, my circle of relatives ordered Chinese food and saw Marvel’s latest show at Disney. Some episodes were better than others, however, they were among the few exhibits that all ages can enjoy.
One of the biggest benefits was having a benchmark to signify the end of the week, because the passage of time is another in a pandemic. “What’s going to happen” between each episode actually overca overcathed the mask and restrictions, and the end time with the family circle wasn’t bad either.
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With my mother, whom I’m not, I saw “The Crown” and talked about it through FaceTime. A kind of small eBook club that was formed when my grandparents also started watching (now they’re decades ahead of us!)
All this gave me a greater appreciation for the circle of relatives I was with and made me need people to enjoy and who I may not see.
Although I don’t ask for more television after months inside, I’ll take our appointment as a lesson to stay connected. As the speed of life accelerates, it will be vital to locate or invent reasons to see others.
Quarantined, when we couldn’t dine in a place to eat or attend a ball game due to nosebleeds, I discovered something as stupid as superheroes shooting lasers into the sky or royalty spilling tea can be all we want to block out time for those who matter. maximum for us.
Brandon Holveck
We had a small lawn of trees, plots of fried blackberries and raw herbs that go back a year on our small shaded lawn basically fed through a giant holly and my son’s basketball court.
Last summer, trapped in the house most of the time, I began to notice a beautiful lawn where I can see a small fragment of our backyard and garage.
I knew I would never mind such an elaborate garden, but as I can have a magnificent view of the culmination of his hard paintings, which offer everything from wisteria and sunflowers to vegetables and boho-chic chandeliers, through the fence slats, to “extend” it to our own backyard.
So my Peeping Tammy Garden was born, much to the chagrin of the rest of my family, they think it’s outrageous that I asked my other neighbors to move their trash cans and climb the fence with my pots, my starting vegetables and my red cart. , my door and my bank. Now, as I look at your amazing mini-farm, water my tomatoes, aubergines, green onions and peppers or sit on my bench with my morning coffee.
In my defense, I’m not spying on my neighbors. I don’t sit there when they entertain. And when I met them on a walk one day, I confessed to them what I’m telling them now. If they think I’m weird, they were polite enough not to say it.
I’m promising to invite you to a final party, where we either in our back gardens and pass baba ganoush and it came through the slats.
But it looks like a lock-up thing, so I’ll still embarrass my family, picking up trash with red lawn accents and enjoying my piece of Eden.
– Tammy Paolino
I am old enough not to forget when you can simply book a campsite without making plans years in advance; You can even drive the same day and get a spot. In fact, almost everyone is old enough not to forget it.
Going out to nature is relaxing, healing for the soul and even COVID, it is a niche pastime: many other people enjoyed camping but liked to sleep in an air-conditioned position without ticks or mosquitoes.
I recently tried to locate a camp in a state park somewhere on the Delmarva Peninsula the week before I looked for it. It was, as the old adage says on the net, “stupid. “I had heard the rumors and read the reports of the news site I worked for. You can guess what the outcome of my studies was.
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Going back to the usual after the pandemic, one of the things I hope is that everyone can resume their frantic and hectic life and not have more time for the beauty of nature.
Then I can relax to be an irresponsible procrastinator and warm my hands on the campfire while I say how bad it is that more people don’t enjoy those lovely camps.
Andrew Sharp
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