AN UNFORTUNATE CHOICE

I don't know if it was the brain fuzzing 2 hour drive to get there, or being overwhelmed by seeing an old friend, or karmic curiosity but I got saddled with the mother of all bad meals. And it's all my own damn fault.

Our menu: hamachi with daikon (stinky and too thick), duck prosciutto with fig (bacon would be a more apt description), pork ravioli (raw and better classified as dumplings), coffee mousse (with 2 items for desert, they still managed to get it wrong and presented us with green tea pistachio mousse which tasted like, hay. Cold, goopy hay.)

Is it over doing it to mention my annoyance with the pork heavy menu as a whole? Which was supplemented by our waiter informing me that the roasted chicken was gone. Hello!? How does a restaurant run out of their one chicken item? I know this is causing a few of you to laugh heartily, for you know I've not much love for the chicken. But honestly, how can a menu boasting only 7 items have 2 of them as pork (and no steak!!)? Some of us are Jewish man! Even if it is by proxy. Let's not get bogged down with the details.

In short, avoid this place. Unless you just want wine.


meet Clementine!


ahem, do not eat here


too shy, shy!







*ps the company rocked! Thanks for a super bad meal P!

BOOKWORMIN'

Driving home I heard a disturbing report on NPR about how Americans don't read! Only 38 percent of adults said they spent time reading a book for pleasure the previous day in 2006. I cannot imagine not reading. So to inspire my fellow Americans, here are the last 2 books I read and found quite enjoyable (for very different reasons):



Moloka'i - Beautifully crafted (I had to periodically remind myself it was penned by a man), deeply emotional and set in Hawaii, it is the story of Rachel, who at 6 years old is taken from her family and banished to a leper colony. This made my cousin's Hawaiian themed Bat Mitzvah quite hilarious when I looked over and saw all the old folks were seated at the Molokai table. I heart my super reform Jewish family!



Chosen by a Horse - About horses obvs. but also about how change comes into our lives in strange ways. This book actually made me sob at the end, great heaving, feels so bad it feels good sobs. I have no idea the last time a movie made me do that.

ALRIGHT

There are those artists that you know are amazing, and yet you haven't heard that one song that does it for you. You're stuck, waiting to get it. Well, I get it Miss Alicia!!



* ps I feel the same about Lenny Kravitz's new song!

IN CASE YOU MISSED IT!

Dad has hit the big time, youtube! He already has more than 4,000 views, in just a week! Add yours please!

TREASURE HUNTING IN PRIMETIME

"Prohibition never had anything on exhibition, people were meant to be free." - Gossip Girl

People often ask me how I know so little about so much. I take this as a compliment. I may not be a scholar about Mesopotamian Pottery, and that is because I am too busy observing all the life around me (ed. note - far more interesting!). The fleeting little flashes of other people, places and history. I heart the information superhighway (some day I need to get that on a t-shirt), I listen to passing conversations (hello! I eavesdrop), I look around - a lot (I observe, actually I stare, often into space). Maybe it is because I am an artist and designer. Perhaps it is because I lust for beauty (in some deep primal, lioness on an African plain kind of way). I like to think it is because I am curious like a child, that sounds so much better than, "gets bored easily".

This makes me hard to understand. Often I must seem selfish and self absorbed. Probably because I am (points for honesty welcomed at this point in the presentation)! I am one of those crazy kids that would rack up degree after degree, if my parents were butt ass loaded and could fund my grad school addiction. Alas as they read this (all 4 of them, couldn't at least one of you have buckets of money for me to waste on getting smart?), I know 2 are laughing hysterically, and 2 are double checking that I haven't stolen their bank account number.

So while I scheme on how to fleece dear ol' Dad for grad money and spy on whoever is around, enjoy these wee everyday treasures gleaned from this week's mindless escapist TV watching - a great quote and a new singer/songwriter!

*ps - read Brooke's post on [redacted] - genius!


marie digby "Unfold" - Smallville

A TOYTINI FOR EVERYONE!!

It's Design Conference time!! Twinkley lights, wee food, and sweet prizes, this blogger was in heaven. Hey guys - can we do this every week?
















d says, "really, dance floor?"


















after dancing wee won a hard drive!


thieves!










our bitchy fortune!

REDECORATED

As you can see I made the wee-est of updates to the trusty blog. It was about time! So enjoy the new digs - I sure am!

loves, wee

HISTORICAL FICTION

Current retrospective exhibition of period costumes at The Motion Picture Academy. It is amazing and free!