From My Bag of Tricks

Good morning, HoCo! What’s happening? Here are a few things I have in my bag of tricks.

Thursday night, November 14th, Wilde Lake CARES is hosting an event focused on recycling.

Just a reminder of this recycling event we are hosting this Thursday night. We would love to see you there. Bring a few items that you have questions about and our expert will tell you if they can be recycled or not. Please share this event throughout the community, we hope to have a good crowd.

KNOW before you THROW HOWARD COUNTY, MD

Thu, Nov 14 at 7 PM

What's in, What's Out in Howard County Recycling?

Also on Thursday evening:

Calling ALL Creative Minds: Save the Date for #HowardCC's 6th Annual Creative Write-In!

Unleash your imagination, mingle with fellow wordsmiths, or just soak up the creative vibe. Free pizza will be served. Registration is not required.

It looks to be free and open to the community. I’m tempted.

Have you visited Howard County’s new restaurant, Old Line Kitchen and Wine Bar? They’re located in Gateway where Aida Bistro used to be.

Image from WBAL- TV Social Media

And there’s a new-second hand bookstore in town!

Image from Howard County Times social media

The Novel Refuge is located in Cherry Tree Center at 11200 Scaggsville Rd. Suite 127 in Fulton. From their website:

The Novel Refuge, Inc. is a 501(c)3 public charity. We are a 100% volunteer-run used bookstore. Our mission is to support local refugees and asylum-seekers by selling books, games, puzzles, and other literary-related items. Through our bookstore, we promote literacy in our community and keep books in circulation and out of landfills, thus reducing waste and the environmental impact of these products.

If you check them out, let me know.

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Today in Local HoCo recomendations: think local when planning food for holiday events. I treated myself to a Jamaican beef patty from Althea’s last week.

While I was there I discovered she’s gearing up to do holiday catering. You can check out the catering menu at her website.

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