If you want to sound like a cool mom columnist, it’s probably best not to name-drop Garrison Keillor of Lake Wobegon fame.

But, I have to admit, I clock in a lot of hours with NPR as my kitchen radio dial is set to it and I spend a lot of hours in that darn kitchen.

On Saturday at some point in my dinner preparations, there’s always Keillor's pleasant voice, and though I never seem to laugh when his audience laughs at his odd little Guy Noir skits, I am often at least bemused by the sweetness of the whole endeavor.

But I’m a not a lake girl, I’m a river rat. I’m a sucker for all-things-Hudson; it’s practically my greatest life achievement to live along it.

So imagine my delight when Keillor started singing a song this weekend charting the course of our Hudson-East train line going upriver from town to town. “Dobbs Ferry, Irvington, like Currier and Ives cards” he said, or something to that effect as I wasn’t taking notes but crying over chopped onions. He went on, “Tarrytown, Sleepy Hollow…” all the way to Beacon and beyond.

“If you had a beer for every beautiful town you see, you would be really tipsy,” he sang. "And when you get to Poughkeepsie..."

So true and well-rhymed. Cheers to our River moment on the Lake hour. 

Follow this link to Segment 3 of the Dec. 10 show to hear Keillor's ode to the Hudson Line, "Hopping the Train." (He takes another train to CT too, but we'll forgive him.) Tarrytown/Sleepy Hollow falls around minute 13.