There’s no rock ’n’ roll and just a few mentions of drugs in Nanci E. LaGarenne’s new novel, “Cheap Fish,” but it’s all about Montauk and has sex, salty language, intrigue, and a murder mystery, all aboard a high-class floating brothel called the Lily Virginia in the middle of the ocean.
The hydrangea just might be the East End’s favorite flower – beloved for producing unending armloads of color, from blue and pink Nikkos to vanilla-cone PeeGees. I love them for the bouquets that grace many places in and out of my house in the warmer months. That I am not alone can be witnessed on a drive through the South Fork in summer, when you will see big, showy blooms waving from the smallest backyards to the expansive grounds of multimillion-dollar mansions. In some neighborhoods hydrangeas are also as ubitquitous as privet.