We enter One Magazine’s second year of publication with some changes. The magazine itself is printed on a different stock with slightly altered page dimensions. It won’t mean much to you, the reader; but it’s a benefit to our advertisers because it enables us to increase circulation by inserting it into several newspapers produced by our parent company, Essex Media Group: Lynnfield Weekly News and Peabody Weekly News, and The Daily Item, which is distributed primarily in Lynn, Lynnfield, Malden, Marblehead, Medford, Nahant, Peabody, Revere, Saugus, and Swampscott.
As we were putting together this, the fourth edition of One, the Patriots were still weeks away from a Super Bowl victory, and Miss Massachusetts and Patriots cheerleader Julia Scaparotti of Peabody didn’t yet know she’d have another checkmark to add to the “W” column in what was already a banner year for her. Lynnfield native and sports fan extraordinaire Nick Varano — who was on a plane back from Houston — would surely agree.
And I’d bet Jim Quinlan was yelling at the television screen that Sunday just as emphatically as he coaches his own Bishop Fenwick icemen.
Inside, you’ll also read about Bruce McCorry, who’s been teaching martial arts for nearly 40 years; and actress Paula Plum, my fellow St. Mary’s/Lynn alum, who’s taken on one of her more challenging roles to date. Meaghan Casey explores a couple of my favorite places: the coffee shops of downtown
Lynn. Looking out my window, I can almost see (and smell) the freshly brewed cups at Land of a Thousand Hills across the street, and, at the other end of Munroe, is White Rose Coffeehouse. I prefer the Dirty Hot Chocolate there and the iced white mocha at Hills, in case
you care. I was equally pleased to read about the fries at Duckfat in Portland on the pages of One. Other than those and Flo’s hot dogs — and maybe a Polo outlet or two — I see no other reason to go to Maine.
One more food stuff inside: For me, the Battle of the Burrito is waged entirely on the Boloco front and it comes down to the Bangkok with chicken or the Cajun with steak and cheese.
Finally, if what I’ve been led to believe is true, orange is the new black. Orange, evidently, is also the old Beth Bresnahan. Or would that be the young Beth Bresnahan? At any rate, our CEO had some tanning issues in the past that would have made her the pride of Sunkist. See the photo on page 34 for proof. Thankfully, she’s discovered self-tanners.
Beth is One reason to read this edition. But don’t let me color your judgement.