"Sorting of currants, grating of spices..." ~ Jane Eyre
Its an early autumn afternoon and the sun is shining as the wind directs leaves to blow against my windows, making a crackling noise before they fall back to the ground. I am sipping spicy Indian chai with a splash of milk and the apartment smells like fudge brownies. I made them for this evening - the Prince is cooking dinner for us and I decided to bring something sweet to eat as we dine in and watch the Giants go for another win. Ironically, I am listening to "Spring Dance" by Ravi Shankar even though it is the quintessential fall day. I am making a list of cupcakes to order from Crumbs bakery in the city since we are celebrating Halloween once again this year with Jack (who shall be Thomas the Tank Engine). I just called Bistro 33 to make dinner reservations for next week to celebrate the engagement of my cousin and her fiance; it is quite an exciting time and they shall marry in one year at the end of October. I think a fall wedding is perfect, and I wonder if the Prince and I will marry during the fall season one day at Onteora. I am slightly anxious to hear back from my cousin, Amy, who was married this past July, and gave birth to a daughter two days ago. The baby was premature and is 3 pounds, 7 ounces. I am sure she is in great care and will be just fine, but I do wish I was in San Francisco right now giving support to my cousin. She is being very positive, so I shall do the same and try not to worry. So, I will sip some more tea and distract myself for a bit with some cooking shows on PBS...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erLZ-zW9Ti4 (George Harrison's sitar lesson with Ravi Shankar)
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Sunday, October 26, 2008
"Sorting of currants, grating of spices..." ~ Jane Eyre
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
"Because it seldom had a fire...~ Jane Eyre
I dont really know how any words would add to this photo of Jack at the open house of a local firehouse. Yes, he brought his own hat. He loves the British cartoon Fireman Sam, and he and his Aunt Maimy have been known to take the hose at his house and put out "fires" in the backyard as he is dressed in full fireman attire!
Monday, October 13, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Moi posted her results on Bite the Apple the other day, and I am so thankful to her for sharing this Brassy Broad Test. I took it this morning, and here are the results were not surprising. Robin and I grew up loving The Thin Man movies.
Your result for The Classic Dames Test ...
You scored 29% grit, 29% wit, 24% flair, and 36% class!
You are class itself, the calm, confident "perfect woman." Men turn and look at you admiringly as you walk down the street, and even your rivals have a grudging respect for you. You always know the right thing to say, do and, of course, wear. You can take charge of a situation when things get out of hand, and you're a great help to your partner even if they don't immediately see or know it. You are one classy dame. Your screen partners include William Powell and Cary Grant, you little simmerpot, you.
Friday, October 10, 2008
Now, weeks later, as the air cools for autumn and drinks like margaritas and daiquiris are no longer being craved, I am immersed in the financial corporate culture, I need a drink. Or, rather, drinks and indulge with one of my favorite drinking partners.
I indulge myself en route to the bar and walk leisurely down St. Mark's Place, filled with hipsters and tourists alike, patronizing funky Asian noodle shops and cheap costume jewelry stores selling pink wigs and huge bangle bracelets. I feel a little out of place, for Wall Street is a tad stuffy, and for a moment I wish I was back in college wearing my hipster knit hat from Urban Outfitters(back when it was cool and not commonplace) thinking I could save the world. I dont look back as I walk down the street, though. I am too excited about the bar and seeing J. Sarah.
Turning down East Sixth Street, I begin to walk past all of the wonderful Indian restaurants that are housed there, stopping at each and every other one to gingerly check out the menus displayed on makeshift stands on the sidewalk. Samosa chat...biryanis of all sorts...tandoori...dal. How I would love to just spend a weekend in this neighborhood sampling Indian food with my Prince. I pass a favorite of his - Taj. We have yet to eat there together, and I really would like to go back there with him in the near future. I continue to walk and daydream about the Prince until I reach the facade of the bar.
The facade is slightly intimidating, with a big wooden door and a large metal handle. I walked into darkness and had to peel back thick, velour curtains. What I saw was exactly the image you see above...only two bartenders, both in suspenders, were behind the bar and a hostess greeted me with a smile and warmth...not exactly what I expected walking into such a place. I was the first person there of the evening, J. Sarah en route, and got a corner table where I could spread out a bit and breathe. The cocktail waitress was equally warm, and when I saw that a drink I wanted "Company Buck" was no longer on the cocktail menu (what a menu, let me tell you), she had the bartender make it special for me. It was rum, ginger beer, lime juice, and a splash of pineapple with the biggest ice cubes lined up vertically perfect in a glass with a straw and symmetrically rounded lime wedge. I sipped slowly as I waited for J. Sarah, and when she arrived I was, as always, completely happy to see my most kindred spirit.
The spirit she ordered was made with gin, of course. She is not one for sweet drinks, but I found myself sipping her cocktail anyway and enjoying it. The cocktail waitress made a big to do about the orange bitter, lighting a match on the rind and creating a small, fiery show right before it landed into the caramel colored cocktail. We ordered little bites to eat - pretzel bites with honey mustard, oysters "rock a fella" (creamed spinach in an oyster shell topped with a fried oyster), pita bites, and salmon sliders. I can think of few things I love more than the combination of my best friend, cocktails, food, and laughter all at the same time. I ordered another drink - this time one called "Black Prince" that is dark and rich and delicious.
I look forward to more nights in the city like this now that I am working here...
Sunday, October 05, 2008
"Not unlike a picture I remembered to have seen of the castle..." ~ Jane Eyre
Royal Dining - A short play in three scenes based on actual events.
Scene I - Lady Jane's chamber at 5 o' clock in the evening on a Saturday: She is dressed inside and out in a new outfit after some early afternoon shopping, including a cranberry colored short sleeve sweater. To match the cranberry hue, her toenails were just done in a green tea pedicure in the Essie color of a deep purple called Sole Mate. She has new makeup in plum tones, including a pump and juicy lip gloss that shimmers. She is excited about date night with her Prince, and its her turn to pick the restaurant. She is thinking somewhere funky - like Rock-n-Sake in Port, where the lights are dim, the decor is hip, the sushi is extra raw, and the 'tinis are delish. She looks forward to her romantic evening of dining by low light and candles...
Scene II - The Lady's white Mercedes at 7:45pm:
The Prince: Honey, where did you choose to go to dinner tonight?
Lady Jane: Its a surprise.
The Prince: Oh come on - just tell me.
Lady Jane: No, I wanted it to be a surprise.
The Prince: You have to tell me!
Lady Jane (joking, but delivers line with straight face): Ok fine, we are going to White Castle.
The Prince (with eyes lit up, speaks excitedly): REALLY?
Lady Jane (snorting): No not really!
Silence ensues. Amy looks at the Prince...he is dejected.
The Prince: Oh.
Lady Jane: Oh my god - are you serious? NO!
Scene III - White Castle on Northern Blvd in Bayside at 8:15pm that same evening, with fluorescent lighting in abundance and the air wafting of sizzling Spam and wet, diced onions:
The Prince (to counter worker): We will have the number four - ten cheeseburgers and ten plain burgers.
Lady Jane: Wait! I want onion rings!
Worker: I can give you two fries and two onion rings
Lady Jane and the Prince in unison: Perfect!
The Prince: Oh, and two jalapeno sliders.
Lady Jane: Can we also try the chicken sliders as well?
The Prince: And two chicken sliders.
Scene IV: A half hour later in White Castle. There are over a dozen sliders still left over on the table. The Prince and his Lady are stuffed and can eat no more, but they are happy ever after.
Note: This lady had never had White Castle up until a month ago when her coworkers intervened. I was skeptical and scared, but it was so good...in a really bad caloric way.
Friday, October 03, 2008
"I strayed through the orchard, gathered up the apples..." ~ Jane Eyre
Jack went apple picking the other day and I saw this picture (among other great photos my sister took) and thought how perfect it is to help me wish my blog readers a very Happy Autumn! Isn't he so handsome? I can hardly believe he is three now, picking apples on his own and looking like a little old man in his cute cable sweater!