Week in Review – July 3, 2016

I spent most of Monday in the air to Tokyo (13 hours).  The flight was smooth, I watched a couple of movies and slept for about 6 hours.  The first movie was “Eddie the Eagle” – a bit silly but I really enjoyed it.  There’s a scene where his Dad asks not to be interrupted as he watches “It’s a Knockout”.  This was a real trip down memory lane for me as I remember well watching that show and making a family trip to watch it live in Greenock (I think it was Greenock anyway).  I laughed at Eddie’s comment that he was “a bit queasy” going down the 70m jump right before he attempted the 90m.  This also reminded me of a family vacation in Austria where we visited the Innsbruck Olympic ski jump – I remember being shocked at the length and height.  One of my colleagues in Japan is from England and we had a good time reliving the Eddie Olympics over dinner.

Lunch on the flight was duck with a curry sauce which was surprisingly good for an airline meal – I knew I was taking a bit of a risk with duck which can be very dry in the best of places.  My afternoon movie was “London has Fallen” – an action drama about a terrorist attack when world leaders attend the funeral of the Prime Minister in London.  Gerard Butler does his best James Bond act.  A good airline movie but not as entertaining as Eddie the Eagle.

I read a good article in the New York Times on the plane about the actor Paul Giamatti (one of my favourites).  His Dad was the Major League Baseball commissioner when he was growing up – which I did not know.  Apparently Paul didn’t care for baseball growing up and still doesn’t really have much interest.

Tokyo arrival time was 2pm on Tuesday afternoon.  Customs was quick and easy and I managed to get a nice afternoon swim in the hotel pool.  I stayed at the Andaz which occupied the top 5 floors of the Toranomon Hills tower (a pretty swanky building in a nice part of Tokyo). The views from the pool/health club and the restaurant were great.  The building that looks like the Eiffel tower is an old cell phone antenna tower.

tokyo room view tokyo eiffell tower

Wednesday was a very busy day of back to back meetings and I sampled a LOT of excellent Japanese food.  First was a massive bento lunch box with delicious selections of sushi and sashimi.

Sushi

Dinner was a ridiculously good feast at a French style restaurant.  We sat at a bar that was essentially a large hibachi grill and ordered the chef’s choice menu.   This consisted of an amazing array of beautifully prepared and presented dishes.  My favourites included the langoustine, foie gras stuffed burger, and the pistachio mousse desert.  The mousse reminded me of the dessert at Lilette in New Orleans that Anne reshaped after taking a bite when I went to the restroom – also a pistachio mousse.  The care that the Japanese chef put into the sauces and presentation was very impressive – all the more so as we were sitting watching everything he did.

serving sauce pots punkin pist mousse lango foie gras burger first course beef app

On Thursday night a group of us had a traditional Japanese dinner – the kind where you take off your shoes and sit on the floor in your own partitioned room.  Again lots of courses but nothing to compare to the excellent Wednesday night feast.

Thursday was also our friend Pride’s (175 lb Great Dane) birthday.  Here he is being tortured in his 3 year old (legal drinking age for a dog) hat and tie.

Pride

I woke early on Friday, had a short workout and a nice feast from the hugely varied breakfast buffet before heading to the airport for the 11 hour flight back to Dallas.  I thought about attending the Porsche meeting that I saw at the hotel.  There was a tempting option as I got to the gate for the Dallas flight – right next door was a flight to Paris.  The flight was a smooth 11 hours, arrived early and customs and the drive home were quick and painless.

porsche meetingchoices

Diana did a great job of making sure I didn’t nap too long on Friday afternoon and keeping me up until normal bedtime.  This meant I didn’t really have too much jet lag over the weekend.  On Friday night we watched the Olympic trials with a huge highlight being the Michael Phelps and Ryan Lochte 200m medley race.  It lived up to all the hype with a fantastic race and Phelps just edging Lochte.

phelps butterfuly

There wasn’t much time for music this week.  Some great saxophone jazz at the Andaz bar on Thursday night was about it.  I did find that there’s a Blue Note jazz club in Tokyo that had some big names – will have to check it out if i ever make it back.

Alicia did have another “gig” on Saturday morning at the downtown McKinney farmers’ market.    She did an excellent combination of flute pieces and guitar/singing and did very well with tips this time.

We watched the movie “Broadcast News” from 1987 on Saturday night.  I’d forgotten how good it was.  Holly Hunter, Aaron Brooks, and William Hurt are all excellent and look so young.

I finished “Shame” by Salman Rushdie this week.  It was a very strange novel set in a country that is “not quite Pakistan”.  I had read good reviews of the book but thought it was really just a bunch of nonsense with an interesting setting.  I think the New York Times got it right with their review stating that –  “It is probably easier to play croquet (as in ”Alice in Wonderland”) with flamingos as mallets and hedgehogs as balls than to give a coherent plot summary of ”Shame.”

Sunday was a relaxing day – a workout followed by coffee and crosswords and some time out by the pool (getting some sun so that I won’t burn in Cozumel).

Week in Review – June 12, 2016

The highlight this week was a visit to Greenville Avenue for dinner and a concert on Thursday night.

wayward

We tried a new restaurant, Wayward Sons, which just opened across from the Granada theater.  Diana had a lamb brisket and I had English pea falafels.  Both were delicious.

brisket pea falafel

granadaThe concert at the Granada was by the Ian Moore band.  He’s a singer and blues guitar player who rose to fame in the early 90s in Austin.  My favorite song of his is “Blue Sky” and there’s a link to listen to it below.  When we arrived we had a surprise treat of Jason Elmore as an opening act.  He’s a local blues guitarist that we typically see in small restaurants or bars and it was nice to see him on the big stage.  The sound for Jason was great but Ian’s vocals were way too loud and distorted when he sang loudly – this was disappointing since he has such a great voice.

 

Jason Elmore (opening act)
Jason Elmore (opening act)

 

Ian Moore band
Ian Moore band

 

 

 

 

 

 

blue goose

We spent the night at the Magnolia hotel – it was great to wait 3 minutes for a $5 uber from the Granada to the hotel.  For lunch on Friday I had one of my favorites – sour cream chicken enchiladas from the original Blue Goose on Greenville.

 

We decided to attempt the jigsaw puzzle that Denny and Anne gave me for my birthday.  It’s a painting by the New Orleans artist Frenchy and the pieces are all interesting shapes and characters – a fleur de lis, a guitar, a saxophonist.  The shapes and colors made this the most challenging puzzle we’ve ever attempted.  None of the outside edges seemed to fit together normally at all – first puzzle worked from the center outwards.  I think Diana spent at least 12 hours on this one in many sittings.

D puzzleDenny came to visit on Sunday afternoon and spent the night with us – he has work in Plano next week.  He helped finish up the puzzle with Alicia.  I think they did about 20 of the 463 pieces but you would have thought they were the puzzle completing saviors to hear Denny.

 

D puzzle 2 denny with puzzle

The finished product
The finished product
salmon
Steakhouse Salmon

Blue Apron meals this week were: Steakhouse Salmon with thyme-sautéed potatoes, green beans and mushrooms; Spicy miso-glazed chicken wings with purple rice and zucchini salad; and Seared pork chops and fig compote with sautéed kale and faro salad.  Denny joined us for the pork and was impressed that I could cook a decent meal.  My favorite was the miso chicken wings and I liked the fig compote for the pork a lot as well.

 

Miso-glazed chicken wings
Miso-glazed chicken wings
Seared Pork Chops
Seared Pork Chops

 

 

 

 

 

 

We streamed two interesting movies this week.  “Wordplay” is about the New York Times crossword puzzle tournament.  It’s a great documentary about puzzle creators and master solvers.

“Bayou Maharajah” is a documentary about James Booker, a crazy and flamboyant New Orleans piano player with amazing technique combining jazz, classical, and blues.  I enjoyed watching this one with Denny who appreciated all the New Orleans characters and their commentary.

Discover Weekly on Spotify led me to Mary Gauthier and her amazing song, “Mercy Now”.  There’s an excellent cover of this by Mike Farris also.  Searching for some information about Mary led me to an excellent music blog, “The Immortal Jukebox”, which provided great background on her interesting life and has many other amazing articles.

Ordinary (Extraordinary) Stories

 

I finished “All the Light We Cannot See” by Anthony Doerr this week and absolutely loved it.  I’ll right a separate posting with more thoughts.  I’d been savoring the book slowly but couldn’t put it down over the last 150 pages as all the threads that had been building came together.  I’m almost finished with Bob Benmosche’s (AIG CEO who died last year) biography and look forward to writing a post about what I learned from the book.

 

Week in Review – May 15, 2016

I worked in New York from Monday through Wednesday this week on business.  Home base was the Hyatt Regency in Jersey City.  The water taxi is a great way to get from the hotel to Wall St.

jersey city water taxi freedom tower from hyatt jersey city

The hotel bar/restaurant area has a great view of the new Freedom Tower that sits very close to Ground Zero.  Here are the night time and early morning views:

jersey city night viewjersey city sunrise view

The extensive travel allowed me to read quite a bit, listen to some new music and revisit some old favorite music.  I finished reading Kate Atkinson’s “A God in Ruins” – an enjoyable novel centered around the life story of a WWII bomber pilot and 4 generations of his family – I’ll be posting a detailed review later this week.  I started reading Anthony Doerr’s “All the Light We Cannot See” and am looking forward to digging into it.

On the music front, I’m really enjoying new releases from Keb Mo’ and Sturgill Simpson – see my separate post in the music category.

I stumbled across a great video deconstructing Steely Dan’s “Deacon Blues” – again more detailed in my separate post.

The same “Daily Music Break” that led me to the “Deacon Blues” video also reacquainted me with Ry Cooder’s excellent early albums – particularly “Paradise and Lunch” and the song “Jesus is on the Mainline”.  I’m off to write a separate post on that song and his albums from the same early 70s period now.

The flight back from New York on Wednesday night was smooth and on time (albeit a bit hot and stuffy on board).  I watched the movie “Pawn Sacrifice” to pass some of the time.  The plot was a bit slow (since we know the outcome) but a good historical perspective on the Cold War told through the 1972 World Chess Championship.  Tobey Maquire (always get him confused with Jake Gyllenhal) and Liev Schreiber both give strong performances as Bobby Fisher and Boris Spassky.  The most interesting part was watching Bobby and the Peter Sarsgaard character play mental chess – all the masters are apparently to carry the picture of an active chess board in their minds and manage multiple moves ahead without the need for a physical representation.

On Thursday our friend Tim was in Plano on business from Pennsylvania. He treated us to dinner at Harry’s on the Harbor and then we hung out on the patio, caught up on families and listened to some music.  It’s been around six months since I was able to catch up with Timmy in a relaxed environment – a very enjoyable evening.

The magnolias in our back garden are in a blooming frenzy – several new blooms open up every morning.

magnolias

I was reading a New York Times article about Paris and this picture of the blossoms made me wish I could head there for nice long weekend at this time of year – not until August.

 

 

 

Spring in Paris

Saturday was our normal morning dancing lesson.  I worked really hard to get the “cross body lead” step in the Bolero down – it feels really unnatural and awkward.  After some practice at home in the afternoon it’s getting better.  We also learned how to do a 180 degree turn in the Texas two step and then how to flip back the other way.  Our instructor, Kathleen, commented that I had a “predisposition to small circles” for the two step.  I explained that comes from avoiding various pieces of furniture when we’re practicing.

On Saturday afternoon we went to see the move, “Sing Street”.  We really enjoyed it and were reminded of “The Commitments” from 20 or more years ago – also based on kids in Ireland and music.

It’s directed by John Carney who did “Once” and “Begin Again” – both movies that I really enjoyed, “Once” being a top 10 movie for me.  The main character, Conor, starts a band to impress a girl who claims to be a model.  The relationship between Conor and his older brother is one of the highlights of the film – particularly as Conor is educated on the best new 80s music that we grew up listening to.  The other highlight is the music videos that the kids create to accompany the new songs they write – all very clever and funny.

I should watch “The Commitments” again this coming week – it’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed it.

Sunday morning was quite busy.  I made us one of my signature veggie omelets with special additions of some sliced Brie and pancetta.  Then headed to my health club for a swim, a soak in the hot tub, and a steam.  After that we made a Home Depot trip for various light bulbs and some flowers for the front garden.  We spent a happy couple of hours getting everything arranged and planted.  Thankfully we’ve had a lot of rain and the ground is very soft and easy for planting.

flowers

My 6’5″ nephew, Struan, earned his Queen’s Boys Brigade award and it was presented to him in St Columbas church in Stewarton today.

Struan

From the Boy’s Brigade website:

The Queen’s Badge is the highest award that may be gained by a member of The Boys’ Brigade. It’s a real opportunity; it aims to challenge and equip the individual, provide new opportunities and expand horizons while remaining accessible to young people of all abilities.

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A young person wishing to work towards their Queen’s Badge must first have completed their President’s Badge. The Queen’s Badge offers the chance to engage with the local community, take on responsibility, set personal goals, build self confidence and experience a sense of achievement.

In 2014, young people completing their Queen’s Badge contributed over 75,000 hours of volunteering within The Boys’ Brigade and their wider community.

“The Plot Against America” by Philip Roth

 

Roth

Finished this book yesterday.  It started quickly but became a bit of a slog.  This was surprising since I’ve read more of Philip Roth’s books than any other single author over the last few years and usually finish them quickly.  The comparisons of the fictional tale to the current Trump campaign are a bit eerie.  The New York Times review described the book as “a terrific political novel” as well as “sinister, vivid, dreamlike, preposterous and, at the same time, creepily plausible.

A plot summary from wiki:

The Plot Against America is a novel by Philip Roth published in 2004. It is an alternative history in which Franklin Delano Roosevelt is defeated in the presidential election of 1940 by Charles Lindbergh. The novel follows the fortunes of the Roth family during the Lindbergh presidency, as antisemitism becomes more accepted in American life and Jewish-American families like the Roths are persecuted on various levels. The narrator and central character in the novel is the young Philip, and the care with which his confusion and terror are rendered makes the novel as much about the mysteries of growing up as about American politics. Roth based his novel on the isolationist ideas espoused by Lindbergh in real life as a spokesman for the America First Committee and his own experiences growing up in Newark, New Jersey. The novel depicts the Weequahic section of Newark which includes Weequahic High School from which Roth graduated.

Sections I highlighted while reading:

Israel didn’t yet exist, six million European Jews hadn’t yet ceased to exist, and the local relevance of distant Palestine (under British mandate since the 1918 dissolution by the victorious Allies of the last far-flung provinces of the defunct Ottoman Empire) was a mystery to me.

For nearly a decade Lindbergh was as great a hero in our neighborhood as he was everywhere else.  The completion of his thirty-three-and-a-half-hour nonstop solo flight from Long Island to Paris in the tiny monoplane of the Spirit of St Louis even happened to coincide with the day in the spring of 1927 that my mother discovered herself to be pregnant with my older brother.

the boldness of the world’s first transatlantic solo pilot had been permeated into the pathos that transformed him into a martyred titan comparable to Lincoln.

“No person of honesty and vision”, Lindbergh said, “can look on their pro-war policy here today without seeing the dangers involved in such a policy both for us and for them.”  And then, with remarkable candor, he added:

A few far-sighted Jewish people realize this and stand opposed to intervention. But the majority still do not…We cannot blame them for looking out for what they believe to be their own interests, but we must also look out for ours.  We cannot allow the natural passions and prejudices of other peoples to lead our country to destruction.

Fiorello La Guardia was the 99th mayor of New York (1934-45) and stood 5’2″ tall.

“The pompous son of a bitch knows everything – it’s too bad he doesn’t know anything else.”

prodigious pedant that he was

“Did you know, Sandy, that tobacco was the economic foundation of the first permanent English settlement in America, at Jamestown in Virginia?”

And when you remember that the First Families of Virginia were the forebears of the Virginia statesmen who were our country’s Founding Fathers, you appreciate tobacco’s vital importance to the history of our republic.

It was the first time I was my father cry.  A childhood milestone, when another’s tears are more unbearable than one’s own.

“on the day when a candidate for the presidency of the United States requires a phalanx of armed police officers and National Guardsmen to protect his right to free speech, this great country will have passed over in to fascist barbarism.  I cannot accept that the religious intolerance emanating from the White House has already so corrupted the ordinary citizen that he has lost all respect for fellow Americans of a creed or faith different from his won.  I cannot accept that the abhorrence for my religion shared by Adolf Hitler and Charles A. Lindbergh can already have corroded…”

the uneasy aloofness that was her inbuilt defense against Gentiles.

and then, to throw a scare into the tourists crowding the beach, emerging from the water screaming “Shark! Shark!” while pointing in horror at his stump.

 

Vocabulary:

virulence:  Venomous hostility

pogrom:  An organized massacre, typically of Jews

proselytize:  Convert as a recruit

ignominious:  disgrace, dishonor, public contempt

vilify:  defame, slander

bellicose: eager to fight

callow:  immature

venerable:  commanding respect due to age or dignity

rectitude:  principled in conduct

sonorous:  deep, resonant

peripatetic:  itinerant

goyim:  a term used by Jews to refer to somebody not Jewish

mellifluous:  sweet, smooth, honeyed

pince-nez:  glasses held on by a nose pincher without leg pieces

portentous:  ominously significant

probity:  integrity, honesty

upbraiding:  severe reproaching or finding fault with

repudiate:  refuse to accept the truth, deny the truth of

ingrate:  ungrateful one

potentate:  person with great power, ruler

ignominious:  humiliating, discreditable

obsequious:  fawning, servilely compliant

despot:  autocrat, tyrant

taciturn:  inclined to silence, reserved in speech

nefarious:  extremely wicked, vicious

evanescent:  fleeting, fading away

laconic:  concise, of few words

quixotic:  impulsive, unpredictable – a la Don Quixote in romance