I have recently started exploring the art of picture taking again after a 30 year hiatus. I bought a used Nikon D60 and a AF-S Zoom Nikkor 70 – 300mm f/4.5 – 5.6G IF_ED telephoto lens.
Above is Copp’s Pond near my cabin in Tuftonboro, NH.
My tongue danced as I read through, Deep Flavor, No Browning Required. My training practically mandated the sear citing the same Maillard reaction. Many Chefs claimed that it must be done to seal the flavor in. Here’s a Google page about the Maillard reaction along the length of which I found some pretty interesting reading. Back to the Willoughby article. He touched on three of my favorite cuisines as examples and I implore you to follow his links and try the foods, techniques, and experiences. Morrocco & tagines / Paula Wolfert.
By that point in time I had been working as a Chef long enough to prove in any court that I was certifiably masochistic and a bit off kilter.
But I digress.
I love auctions, and garage/estate sales and the occasional treasures one might find lurking in said environs.
It was just such a treasure that caught my eye while wandering the auction grounds at the shelter. My eye fell upon an objet d’ art leaning up against a table leg, awaiting its turn at the podium. It was a very simple line drawing, black ink on paper, of a Maitre’ d greeting a patron.
Being an off kilter Chef, I revered most things culinary, and this was a gem, indeed.
The signature was that of Ludwig Bemelmansand it was an original.
I looked around to see if anyone had noted my interest, the slight trembling of my hand or the mad twitching at the corner of my eye that always accompanies the discovery of a treasure.
(No, it doesn’t make any difference how small, or insignificant, the treasure, I still tremble and twitch. I am, after all, a Chef) and that reminds me of The Rules of The Chef.
But I digress.
The wonderful piece of art finally took its place at the auction block shortly after someone announced lunch was being offered and I held my breath as the process began.
I never bid right off the bat. (nice turn of phrase, eh?) Rather I wait to see who has interest so I can gauge their level of desire. This done, of course, with extreme stealth so that THEY might not identify ME, in turn.
But I digress.
After at least an hour with no bid, ( actually, only a minute or two but it seemed to be 60), my hand shot skyward like a moon bound missile.
There was no competition, the prize was mine.
Later, as I prepared to leave, a handsome and well turned-out woman of respectable age approached me, introduced herself, and said she was the donor of the drawing and Mr. Bemelmans, an old friend, had created it one afternoon as they chatted in her apartments in New York, the city. He subsequently tore it off his pad and presented it to her. It was a spiral bound pad, and the chads remain still.
I regret that I was not thinking well enough at the time to retain her name.
Ludwig Bemelmans captured in a few lines the professionalism, savoir faire, and aplomb of the Maitre’ d.
He also created Madeline, as well as many other works of art, wit, and literature.
The Carlyle Hotel Bar, a NewYork landmark, sports a mural by Bemelmans.
“…..if you’re a moderate water drinker who downs just one 16-ounce bottle a day, you’ll spend about $80 for just a three months’ supply, or 11 gallons worth, of bottled water.
Meanwhile, that $80 will get you at least a year’s worth of filtered tap water……”
She was the FIRST WOMAN to graduate from Columbia University.
In 1883 Columbia PresidentFrederick A. P. Barnard, an early champion of higher education for women, issued a call forNew York area women interested in a higher education.
Emily Cape was the single applicant.
Ms. Palmer later became very involved in the establishment of the Society of Independent Artistsin 1884 as a group of artists requiring no jury-no prizes and equal standing for all. Their first exhibition was in New York, 1917, and included, among others, Rockwell Kent, Walter Arensberg, Marcel Duchamp, Man Ray, and Emily Palmer Cape with 2 pieces, ” The Pool “ & “A Glorious Day “.
Bermuda
The above piece of her work is in the original frame and is titled, “Bermuda” , and dated 1940.
These Sabatier Elephants are extraordinary knives. They have led a very pampered life. NO CHOPPING / NO HACKING / STRAIGHT BLADES They are carbon steel and the real thing. $ 300
There was the instance of a person who couldn’t quite duplicate Grandmas fried chicken until it was determined that she always kept a small coffee can near the stove while cooking and in the fridge the rest of the time.
January, February, and March is when a really good bowl of stew takes the chill right out of the air.
It’s a pretty easy way to put together dinner; a little trimming, chopping, and prep and you’ve got dinner in the pot. The smell of stew simmering throughout the day just seems to lift my snow laden spirits and puts a real kick into my day.
That’s a big plus up here in the New Hampshire woods.
I always make a huge batch of it and freeze portions in ziplock bags for retrieval down the road.
I just polished off the last of a batch of beef stew I made with turnip, parsnip, potato, celery, carrot, & onion. It sure hit the spot. I roasted the veggies first, that adds a wonderful depth of flavor.
The Cataplana, #10 grabbed my attention right off the bat. I would suggest that you try Linguica, a wonderful Portuguese sausage, along with the original pork. # 11, Green Chili Pork Stew, has been a favorite since I first tastedChili Verde, (Google search) many years ago.
If you like Mexican food you must give it a try. Chili Verde can be eaten as a stew, rolled into a burrito smothered with cheese, or applied as a sauce.
There is no explanation or apparent reason for my fascination of the insignificant.
Not trivia, which also intrigues me. I never placed well in the game version, however.
Rather, I speak of the things that transpire in the backgrounds of life, movies, plays, and the odd occurrences at the end of TV shows.
One of the most interesting comes fromChuck Lorre. He’s been using the very brief moments at the end of his shows to offervanity cards, (#1), on myriad topics. Here’s a favorite of mine – it’s a summary of the last 10 years.
Several of his missives became the victim of TV censors.