So there are potholes. And there's the fine hard working City of Stamford folks who fix potholes.
When I was a kid, I used to drive the lawn tractor around in circles with an attached roller filled with water over the marble dust tennis court. It was simple and effective. The court was smooth, flat, and compact.
Everywhere else I've lived they fix a pothole by dumping some asphalt and using a roller to smooth it over and flatten it out. The roller is a nice machine that is either driven or some heavy drum dragged behind a small tractor.
But not in Stamford.
I drove down some street the other day and the find workers were dumping the asphalt. They smoothed it out the best they could. But when I came back later that day, there was a nice new lump in the pavement and asphalt gravel all around. Nice.
In Stamford, potholes turn into new asphalt lumps.
And don't get me started on Oaklawn's repaving job last year - that will have to be another post.