A few words from Finnegans Wake and we’re off. Last night, Bloomsday evening fell, along with the one hundredth anniversary of Dubliners reaching the world, the amazing short story collection from Mr. Joyce featuring “The Dead,” and its mesmerizing final lines, “His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and … Continue reading “Wait till the honeying of the lune, love! Die eve, little eve, die!” Telmetale of Stobhach Gaelach, Guinness and Lady Galadriel.
Ah, REO Speedwagon back in the early eighties. I had traded in my Britannia Bell Bottoms, silk shirts and platform shoes for thin black ties, Guess jeans, and high tops. The air bristled with “Roll with the Changes” and “Time for Me to Fly,” (the latter became the song for my 1981 graduating class) well … Continue reading You Can’t Tuna Fish, But You Can Smoke It!
Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you who you are, Jean-Anthelme Brillat-Savarin writes, and there can be no question the answer philosophically challenges us. This blog seeks to engage with the aesthetics, ethics, metaphysics, and philosophy of food. I begin with the proposition that eating is an agricultural act, writes Wendell Berry … Continue reading Know Thy Eating.
Well, we watched the first movie in The Hobbit series for Memorial Day, now it’s time to watch The Desolation of Smaug and pair it up with a Bone-in Ribeye and a Cucumber-Mint-Pomegranate Salad. I’ll take care of the steak and Gabriela will tend the salad. I return to Revival Market and purchase a rib-eye … Continue reading Steak and The Desolation of Smaug
Jon Harvey introduced me to Adán Medrano after a performance of my most recent play Rome, which featured horrible people talking about horrible things, which they may have or may have not done. Adán loved the play, admitted he also loved Scotch, and also revealed he’s a chef with a new book coming out called Truly … Continue reading Adán Medrano and Truly Texas Mexican
“In a hole in the ground lived a hobbit.” Such an understated opening sentence and the centerpiece of our Memorial Day. How to remember? What food fits our remembrance? My father served in the National Guard in the early sixties and narrowly missed going to Vietnam. Living in Houston means a rich heritage of Vietnamese … Continue reading Memorial Day with Canh Bún, Saké and The Hobbit.