It was back down to Austin on the Monday afternoon bus for the work week.
I suggested Sway Thai on South 1st street for dinner on Tuesday night with a couple of colleagues. I’d read good reviews and driven by what looked like a cool, upscale Thai place. Our meals were very hit or miss – nothing horrible, just not anything we’ll be going back for.
Wednesday night brought a much better experience. I met Diana’s step son, John, at Geraldine’s in the Hotel Van Zandt. John was in Austin on business at the Convention Center and had a work dinner. I got there early and enjoyed a yummy snack of bourbon glazed cauliflower before John joined me. Geraldine’s has a nice music stage and great sound. We were treated to a quite unexpected performance by Ray Prim. He has a very pleasant, soulful voice and was joined by a string quartet – a unique sound for sure. Here’s one of his songs from that evening:
I rode the bus back to Dallas on Thursday night and stayed at the hotel where the bus drops off by Love Field airport so that I could catch an early flight out to San Jose for a family meeting on Friday. Diana was working downtown and so was able to meet me at the hotel.
The view of the snow on the Sierras on my flight out reminded me of the Boz Scaggs song “Sierra” that I enjoy so much:
After an exhausting afternoon meeting, I flew back to Dallas, arriving home a little after midnight.
On Saturday we watched the Cowboys lose to the Los Angeles Rams and exit the playoffs. I was really hoping they would win and go on to play the New Orleans Saints. The good news is that they played well and kept the game close until the end.
All of my boys were at the airport on Sunday, heading in quite different directions, and snapped this selfie.
Here’s a couple more songs from Ray Prim’s albums:
We arrived in New Orleans on Sunday night to welcome in the New Year with great friends, food, and music. After some delicious Denny snacks – crab dip and braised short ribs in a new modern version of a pressure cooker – Denny and I saw the trombone player, composer, and band leader, Rick Trolsen, at the Dos Jefes cigar bar and music club. This is a very small place but always seems to provide excellent music.
New Year’s Eve in the French Quarter was predicted to be a bit of a zoo with all the college football fans in for the Sugar Bowl game on New Year’s Day, so we opted for a Bywater/Marigny ramble rather than our traditional afternoon French Quarter Ramble (FQR).
Saint Germaine BistroMimis Tapas Bar
We started at Saint Germaine (a new bistro) with excellent goose fat fries and chicken liver pate. From there the ramble proceeded to Mimi’s, which had a great tapas menu but a kitchen that wasn’t quite ready to cook. Not to worry – a short walk took us to the gorgeous St Roch market.
St Roch MarketFake snow house
St Roch was originally opened as a market in 1875 and was updated several years ago to one of the more elegant food halls that I’ve come across. The ladies enjoyed some fresh oysters.
We passed this entertaining house on the walk, complete with fake snow – not quite in keeping with the pleasant 60 degree temperatures.
The afternoon finished at the Tin Roof bar atop the Pontchartrain hotel on the way back home to get ready for dinner. This is the hotel where Tennessee Williams wrote “A Streetcar Named Desire” and the rooftop bar provides a great view of downtown New Orleans. The hotel was having a Veuve Clicquot champagne event that the ladies enjoyed.
New Year’s Eve dinner was at Chais Delachaise with Denny, Anne, Thom, Libby, Alex, and Laura. This was a great pick by Denny that provided us with a relaxed and comfortable spot to enjoy an unhurried meal with friends. I started with a French Old Fashioned that I loved – what makes it “French”? – I’m not sure the menu just said a little “je ne sais quoi”. The mushroom bruschetta were yummy and so was the meat and cheese platter. Then I enjoyed my lamb burger, accompanied by a very nice Burgundy that Thom helped to select.
Mushroom Bruschetta
After dinner everyone headed back to Denny and Anne’s home to ring in 2019 – we don’t look too tired for a bunch of old fogeys do we? Ok, you don’t need to answer that now that I look at the pictures again.
New Years Day was a sleepy one for Denny and me, mostly spent on the couch with a book, a fire, and college football bowl games. Diana, Anne and Laura were more adventurous, making their annual visit to Pascal’s Manale for happy hour oysters. They were kind enough to bring dinner home for the sleepy boys.
We were honoured to be invited to celebrate Jack and Mason’s 16th birthday with them at Commanders Palace on Wednesday. Denny always says that they better get good jobs to support their fine dining tastes.
The soups at Commanders are always amazing. We sampled turtle, lobster bisque, gumbo and at least one other. I loved the stuffed quail dish that I tried for the first time and of course the piece de resistance was the bread pudding souffle with whiskey cream sauce.
Some whiskey sauce with that young man?Boudin stuffed quail
Iguanas at jazzfest
After a pleasant afternoon nap, Denny convinced us to make a trip to the Circle Bar to see the Iguanas. I’d seen this group that was very popular in the 1980s on my last trip and was looking forward to a reprise. They did a great job of entertaining the crowd in the tiny living room of the Circle Bar – a bit of a smaller crowd than they played to at jazzfest back in their more popular days. The music is like a combination of Los Lobos and the Buena Vista Social Club – very unique and different. Alex, Thom and Gary joined us for the show and then a stop at Domenica pizza on the drive home. Diana was a real trooper to hang in there with all the boys for so long – it probably felt like she was dealing with her five younger brothers again.
Sadly, our time in New Orleans came to an end on Thursday. We wrapped up the visit with a perfect French brasserie meal at Couvant in the Eliza Jane hotel (a gorgeous new hotel with a great patio). This is one of several new French restaurants in New Orleans (a pleasant trend) and another excellent Denny recommendation. We shared chicken liver mousse, steak tartare, and mussels a la Normande, all accompanied with some very AAnice French wines available by the glass.
Alicia picked us up at the airport and we were back home by 10:30pm. Friday was pretty much a full work day again for both of us after some good time off for the holidays. We were back to our normal routine on Saturday and Sunday with morning workouts and crossword and coffee sessions. I enjoyed the Cowboys playoff win over the Seattle Seahawks on Saturday night very much albeit way more stressful than it needed to be. We’ll find out after the Eagles game tonight if the Cowboys play the New Orleans Saints or the Los Angeles Rams next week. Either one will be very much an uphill battle.
I mentioned earlier in the post that the Iguanas reminded me of a cross between Los Lobos and the Buena Vista Social club. Here’s a sampling of both – can you imagine what the combination might sound like?
The week of Christmas was very busy in Pacifica, CA with lots of cooking, organizing, and family visits.
The fun kicked off on Christmas Eve with the traditional feast of the seven fishes. Never heard of this celebration? I hadn’t either until spending the holiday with the Campagnas. Apparently it’s not well known in Italy either, but is an American tradition popular among Italian Catholics.
Here’s what Eataly’s website has to say about it:
“Every year in the U.S., many people celebrate the Feast of the Seven Fishes on Christmas Eve. Although it is unclear when the dinner became so popular, this celebration is considered one of the most Italian traditions. Typically, the family gathers around a feast of seven different seafood dishes or one or two different types of fish prepared in seven different ways.
The ancient tradition of eating fish on Christmas Eve dates from the Roman Catholic custom of abstinence from meat and dairy products on the eve of certain holidays, including Christmas. The number seven is rooted back in ancient times and it can be connected to multiple Catholic symbols: in fact, the seven seems repeated more than 700 times in the Bible. Also, according to the Roman Catholic Church, seven are the sacraments, the days of the Creation, as well as the deadly sins. Hence seven courses!”
Adamo and family as well as Andy and Jude (Clorinda’s neighbours) joined us for the feast, with Adamo doing much of the cooking. The meal was a big success despite not having exactly the fish selection that the matriarch had expected (no cod). Leftover massive crab claws provided excellent ingredients for omelets the rest of our visit.
New sleeping bags from Auntie D and Auntie Keith for Tahoe
Christmas Day started with a visit to Amy and Adamo’s home to observe the chaos of the kids opening presents. Amy made a delicious brunch (as usual whipping it up casually amid the chaos) and Andy and Jude joined again.
We were able to exchange a few gifts with Alicia before the madness became unmanageable and we had to beat a retreat. I enjoyed this gift label and always get a chuckle out of her referring to herself as an “Angel”:
Back at Clorinda’s home, it was time to start the preparation for Christmas dinner. Diana had purchased both rack of lamb and honey ham for dinner and we set about preparing those together. The matriarch didn’t like what we did with the lamb but enjoyed how it tasted at the end, so we’ll let that go (kind of). It was a gorgeous day in Pacifica as evidenced by this picture of the view from the prep kitchen.
Marco, his family, and Alicia were our guests for dinner and everyone enjoyed the meal very much. Diana’s Aunt Sarah passed away a few weeks ago at the age of 104 and the family had arranged a memorial service for December 26th, when most of the family would be in town. The after dinner activity was helping Marco finalize the order of service pamphlets and getting Olivia and Alicia ready with their parts of the service (a reading and flute performance).
I had to work on the morning of the 26th and so didn’t attend the service. The videos I’ve seen of both Marco’s eulogy and the reading/performance by Olivia/Alicia were both beautiful. Boxing Day was another gorgeous day and I worked outside on the deck with this view before heading down to the beach coffee shop for lunch.
Travel home on Thursday was relatively smooth – our flight was 2 hours late, but American let us know before we headed to the airport. We arrived home around 10:30pm and enjoyed the quiet of our house.
We used a coupon at the Tommy Bahama restaurant in Legacy West on Friday night and had a very good meal. This is not a restaurant we would have thought of trying without our $50 off card and we were both very impressed with the food, service and ambiance. These ahi tuna tacos were an excellent appetizer. Then I had Thai curry scallops and shrimp and Diana had a rib-eye steak and shrimp – all very fresh and well cooked. We’ll be back for sure.
After dinner we exchanged the Christmas gifts for each other that we had transported to California and back unopened. That’s an indication of how little downtime McD had during the visit.
Saturday was a quiet day at home catching up on things before heading to New Orleans to ring in the New Year with good friends. We did get workouts in on both days in anticipation of all the good food ahead in New Orleans. I’m at the airport as I finish this up and just watched the Cowboys eke out a win over the New York Giants – a game that didn’t mean anything for playoff spots, but one that both teams played hard to win. A 10-6 record is much better than my prediction of 7-9 for the Cowboys this year and a playoff berth quite a surprise. There’s a good chance that they will play the #1 seeded New Orleans Saints if they win against Seattle next week.
I read two of my “suggested Christmas gift” books this week – the first was “Calypso” by David Sedaris. It’s been 20 years or more since I last read one of his books and it was such a welcome treat to revisit this witty, funny, sometimes disturbing, and often sarcastic author. His descriptions of the antics of his family are insightful, humourous, and heartbreaking – often all at the same time. Not a book for the easily offended or shocked, but one that I enjoyed very much.
The second book was “French Exit” by Patrick DeWitt. Apparently a “French Exit” is when guests sneak out of a party without saying goodbye – have you ever heard that term? I know I haven’t – is it supposed to imply the French are lacking in manners? Weird. The book is quite strange also – an upper East Side New York socialite and her son flee to Paris when their money and social status are lost. Their cat which may embody her deceased husband also makes the trip. The exploits in Paris with a gaggle of entertaining characters are intended to be a farce and certainly come off that way. It reads like a cross between a witty Noel Coward play and a quirky Wes Anderson movie. I’m not a big fan of either (can never understand why Denny thinks the Anderson movies are so hilarious), but did enjoy the book overall as a light and entertaining read – just what’s needed during the holidays.
I’ve been working my way through Quincy Jones recordings after watching the biography a few weeks ago. Here’s one of his early big band recording sessions that I enjoy – “Walkin'”, with a classic walking bass line at the core of the recording.
And here’s a beautiful song from the Band of Heathens that reminded me of their excellent concert a few weeks back:
It was back down to Austin again early on Monday morning. I found a new podcast, “My Favorite Album” with Jeremy Dylan, that made a good portion of the trip pass quickly. Dylan interviews folks from all walks of life about their most treasured albums. I started with Brian Koppelman, creator of the TV show “Billions”. I’ve commmented a few times to Diana about how impressed I am with the music selections on this show and enjoyed Koppelman talking about how they were selected and why. See the bottom of this posting for several examples. The next episode was the drummer from Australian band Augie March talking about Dire Straits first album (also one of my favourites). I really enjoyed his thoughts on Pick Withers nuanced drumming on this album and his views on Mark Knopfler’s guitar work. The first half of my bus ride finished up with Amanda Shires (wife of Jason Isbell) talking about Leonard Cohen’s “Songs of Love and Hate”. Amanda had quite different views about Cohen’s music than Jeremy (the interviewer) which made for an interesting listen. She’s clearly spent a lot of time thinking about Cohen’s songs.
The other highlight of my bus trip was receiving this picture of Will’s new car by the Golden Gate bridge on Sunday afternoon. I think he did an amazingly professional job.
Monday night brought a classic Austin music experience my way. The band “Sis DeVille” was playing at the “One to One” music club.
We’ve enjoyed Carolyn, Shelley, and Floramay at the Kessler and Poor David’s Pub and I had never seen them all together in this incarnation.
This was much more of a rock ‘n roll band than the folkier versions of Shelley and Floramay in particular. I had dinner at a Korean barbecue place next to the music venue and was pleased to have Carolyn and Floramay at the table next to me. They left around 7:30pm and so I expected an on time 8pm start and wasn’t disappointed. Here’s a couple of videos to give you a flavour of the evening. The ladies clearly enjoyed playing together very much.
I was entertained to see Marcia Ball sitting in the audience as the show finished up and told her how much I was looking forward to seeing her, Carolyn, and Shelley at Poor David’s Pub later in December for their Christmas show.
The “revealer” clue from the New York Times crossword on Tuesday gave me a chuckle. “Parting words” from Fried Egg, Candidate, Computer Program, and Editorial -“Gotta Run”.
The boss decided to have an impromptu Christmas dinner on Wednesday. Most folks won’t see him again until after the holiday and so I made a reservation for us at Swift’s Attic. This is the tapas restaurant that I enjoyed so much a few weeks ago and it was great to go with a group and get to enjoy so many more dishes. All the food was wonderful and we had a very enjoyable celebration.
After dinner we enjoyed a trombone fest at the Elephant Room downstairs. Two separate groups of five trombones performed. A rare treat.
After all of those trombones, a couple of us went for a quick wander down Sixth Street to find some other kinds of music.
To round out the trombone section this week, here’s an amazing video of 28 tromobonists collaborating remotely with each other to play Bohemian Rhapsody:
I caught the bus back to Dallas on Thursday and the evening brought the much anticipated football matchup of the Dallas Cowboys and the New Orleans Saints. What a great game from the Cowboys! Most fans were very nervous that the 10-1 Saints would establish a big lead quickly, but the Cowboys defense played an excellent game. The Saints couldn’t get anything going offensively at all. The final score Cowboys 13 Saints 10, bringing the winning streak to 4 games in a row.
Saturday was a lovely 72 degree day, and so we had an early dinner on the patio of Rick’s Chophouse in downtown McKinney. This was probably the last al fresco dining day of the year, before winter sets in.
Sunday was a relaxing day at home catching up on things after a morning workout followed by coffee and crossword.
I didn’t know much about any of these artists until listening to the podcasts that I started this post discussing. A good week for new music finds. An appropriate song in here for Finn from Garrett T. Capps.
After seeing a new movie covered on morning TV on Monday, I decided to use my retirement day to catch an early showing. “Free Solo” is about Alex Honnold completing the first solo climb of El Capitan in Yosemite, with no ropes or assistance of any kind. He completed the 3000 foot climb in under 4 hours – a feat that takes most climbers several days, with assistance. The movie is from National Geographic and the cinematography is outstanding. There were several very tense points as Honnold hung from his finger tips in the middle of some highly complex manoeuvres. This movie gets two thumbs up for folks that aren’t too nervous about heights.
After the movie, I drove down to Interabang Books to choose some reading material for my trip to New Orleans. Anybody know what an Interabang is? I didn’t either. It’s this: “?!” (an emphatic question I suppose).
Monday night football provided a big stage for the New Orleans Saints quarterback, Drew Brees, to set the all time passing record for the National Football League. Denny and Greg were at the game and featured in the newspaper when the receiver who caught the record setting catch jumped up into the stands with them. The whole thing was a very big deal in New Orleans.
I arrived in New Orleans on Tuesday evening. Denny picked me up at the airport and we met Anne for some excellent Vietnamese food at a place close to the soccer practice location by City Park.
Wednesday began with lunch at Manolito in the French Quarter. This is a small Cuban restaurant with great food and daiquiris. I love croquettes and they had the best that I’ve tasted. That was followed with an excellent Cuban sandwich.
A ramble through the Quarter ensued with stops to shop for a birthday gift for Will (shh!) and to sample the champagne cocktails at the newly remodeled Brennan’s bar. Diana was missed very much at this stop.
After a quick regroup back at Webster St, we caught a show by the Iguanas at the Circle Bar. The Iguanas is a New Orleans based, roots rock band, formed in 1989. Their sound has been described as “combining Chicano rock, R&B, Conjunto and various Latin styles into a deep groove”.
The Circle Bar is a tiny venue, where you feel as if you are experiencing a show in a small living room. I enjoyed the show very much and particularly Papi Mali as guest guitar player. Here’s a link to one of their more popular songs.
And here’s my favorite:
A quick Uber ride over to the Chickie Wah Wah music club and we were at our second excellent show of the evening. John Fohl and Johnny Sansone performed a singer/songwriter show that was beautifully nuanced and varied. I remember a John Fohl show that Diana and I saw with Denny at Dos Jefes a few years ago very fondly. Both artists have impressive pedigrees with Fohl playing in the Dr. John band for years and Sansone in Blood, Sweat and Tears. Here are my two top picks from an excellent show:
A late night pizza on Freret Street and a typically outstanding New Orleans day wound to a close.
Awakening on Wednesday morning, I was very impressed to find Denny returning from an early morning tennis match. We met their tennis opponents, Fred and Kelly, at Saba for lunch. This is the new restaurant from the James Beard award winning chef behind Shaya, and is located in the corner spot previously occupied by Kenton’s. Lunch was very good but just not quite up to the level of ambience, service, or quality of Shaya.
Later in the afternoon, we enjoyed this panoramic view of New Orleans from the “Hot Tin Roof” bar atop the Ponchatrain hotel. This is a recently restored hotel and apparently is where Tennessee Williams wrote “A Streetcar named Desire”. The music oscillated between very enjoyable brass band songs and horrible hip hop nonsense. We joked that the rap music was inserted to stop slow drinking old folks from staying too long.
Anne left to go and take care of the boys, and Denny started taking me to all of my favourite places one after another. We enjoyed the patio at Bacchanal, an excellent dinner at the Bywater American Bistro that included country pate, an excellent middle eastern style curry, and bottled Negroni (that sadly is only available at the restaurant).
This was followed by a quick stop at Molly’s before crossing town to the Maple Leaf to see a piano show by CR Gruver in the back bar.
Here’s a short video of Gruver (it was dark again):
The late night music was at the Bon Temps bar with the Thursday night standard Soul Rebels Brass Band. The back room was the most packed I’ve seen it and included a lot of Georgia fans in for the LSU game on Saturday and avoiding the hurricane.
Friday was another beautiful day in New Orleans with very low humidity. I enjoyed some yummy breakfast tacos a la Denny and then made my way to the airport. What a lovely couple of days!
I made it back to Dallas in time for dinner with Patty (on her second to last visit to Dallas – the next one will be to move) and Brent at Mesero in the Legacy West area. The front room was very loud and so it was difficult to carry on a conversation. I downloaded a decibel meter and clocked the din at 95 decibels.
On Saturday we attempted to fly to Boston in the morning – Diana has a work meeting on Tuesday and we planned to spend the weekend exploring the city. After too many hours on a plane that didn’t take off due to a thunder storm and then pilots with too many hours, we gave up and headed home. The flight was ultimately canceled in the evening – poor people that hung around all day to go nowhere.
Sunday was back to normal routine – reading in bed, workout, coffee and crossword, facetime with my Mum and Dad (who were visiting Elspeth and family in their new palace outside of Aberdeen), and watching the Cowboys game. The Cowboys are currently in the lead with a long way to go in the game. They really need to win this one to keep a decent season alive.
My book this week was “Cathedral Stories” by Raymond Carver. This has received rave reviews for years as an exemplary short story collection. The first few stories didn’t impress me, but then things really picked up with a few excellent short story examples. “The Compartment” was my favourite.
I’ll finish this week with a song by the one of a kind James Booker who was honored with the back bar Maple Leaf piano shows.
Monday was my last day of work for AIG after 6.98 years (graciously rounded up to 7 for benefits purposes) and I’m enjoying a few weeks off before starting my next work adventure. More about that in a few weeks. McD, on the other hand, worked hard all week long, spending most of her time in downtown Dallas by the Trinity river.
Brent and I celebrated National Taco Day on Thursday in style at the Velvet Taco in Dallas. The shrimp and grits taco and the margarita were both excellent. After lunch, I took Brent across the street to Audio Concepts, where Diana purchased the Linn turntable that became the heart of my office sound system that I enjoy every day. We spent a very pleasant couple of hours auditioning speakers for Brent’s new office in Corning. The slight challenge is that Patty is requesting bookshelf speakers for flexibility of placement in a future retirement home. Landon did a great job of demonstrating various digital streaming player and speaker combinations for us and we’ll see what Brent decides. “Private Investigations” by Dire Straits was the track used most to compare and what a great piece of music that is. I remember being amazed by the quality of the recording when first hearing it back in my University days.
On Friday afternoon we flew to San Francisco for the much anticipated Good Shepherd 8th grade 40th anniversary reunion event on Saturday evening. We decided to take Clorinda (Diana’s Mom) for dinner at the local Peruvian restaurant, Puerto 27, but changed our minds when greeted by extremely heavy traffic on Highway 1 South. Clorinda suggested we make a quick adjustment and try dinner at the local golf club – “Kevin’s a good cook”. Turns out Kevin is a really good cook – my Dover sole, Diana’s beef medallions, and Clorinda’s lamb shank were all delicious. Left overs were used in several breakfast omelets over the remainder of the weekend. Here’s a write up on Sharp Park gold course which was designed by a very famous Scottish architect and a video that adds some more details.
Of all the public golf courses in San Francisco, Sharp Park, which opened for play in April, 1932, arguably has the most distinguished pedigree and the deepest historical roots. Located 10 miles south of San Francisco alongside Salada Beach in Pacifica (San Mateo County), the course was designed by Dr. Alister Mackenzie, the Golf Hall of Fame architect who also designed Augusta National (home of the Masters Championship), Cypress Point (often ranked as the finest course in the world), as well as scores of other famed courses around the globe.
But even among that famous company, Sharp Park is utterly unique. It is the only MacKenize course that is both public and by the sea. The layout is spectacular, featuring stunning mountain and headlands views and a host of MacKenizie’s signature design features: the use of camouflage; cloud-shaped bunkers; sprawling greens; double fairways, and shotmaking options that require careful strategic thinking by the golfer. U.S. Open Champion Ken Venturi, who grew up on San Francisco’s public courses, called Sharp Park “Dr. MacKenzie’s great gift to the American public course golfer.”
In a sense, MacKenzie transplanted a bit of Scotland and placed it on the California Coast. Sharp Parkrepresents a true public links venue, reminiscent of classics such as North Berwick and St. Andrews itself. The old-time Scottish flavor of the place is accentuated by the 1932 Spanish Revival-style clubhouse, designed by the Willis Polk office, which today houses a lively neighborhood pub.
Saturday began as a classic foggy Pacifica day. We spent the morning visiting the nephews and Amy while Adamo was lobster diving off Southern California. Those kids have way too much energy for us old folks.
I got a lot of enjoyment from watching Massimo trying to put on his socks so that he could go and play outside.
Clorinda put together what I call the “Progression of D” ahead of the reunion and I enjoyed reviewing her school photos.
We also reviewed the year book pictures to see who Diana might remember from 40 years earlier.
Diana drove her Mum to church on Saturday evening just ahead of the reunion. When she asked who was giving a ride back home, the answer was: “I’m not going home – I’m joining you at the party!” She did indeed join the party and was mentioned as a “highlight” in an email today from one of the organizers.
8th Grade Graduation
It was great seeing everyone getting reacquainted and enjoying old stories. I particularly enjoyed a video of a band that three of the classmates had played in back in the day.
Sunday was a nice sunny day – always seems that the fog leaves right as we depart Pacifica. Our flight was delayed a few hours for unknown reason, and so we were able to enjoy some of the lobster that Adamo had just caught before leaving.
There was plenty of time for reading this week and I finished a couple of books with some similarities. The first, “Little Fires Everywhere”, by Celeste Ng takes place in the suburban town of Shaker Heights, Ohio, where she grew up. The lives of several families become intertwined through their children and Ng’s tale of what happens behind perfectly manicured suburban lawns takes off. The characters and the story telling are excellent with just enough believable twists to keep me hooked. While reading, I wondered if a movie version was planned as the story and characters seem ideal. I just read that Reese Witherspoon and Kerry Washington are planning a TV series.
The second book, “Ordinary Grace” by William Kent Krueger, is based in New Bremen, Minnesota in 1961 and is narrated by Frank Drum. He recounts the story of his teenage years from the perspective of a 40 year older version of himself. 40th anniversaries are a theme this week!
“That was it. That was all of it. A grace so ordinary there was no reason at all to remember it. Yet I have never across the forty years since it was spoken forgotten a single word.”
I didn’t enjoy this quite as much as Little Fires, but it still kept my interest well and was a quick read.
I was introduced to Radio Paradise by the guys at Audio Concepts and have been enjoying the varied mix of music all week. You can choose a high fidelity FLAC stream which sounds great. Here are a couple of the songs I enjoyed.
Diana stayed in Florida for work on Monday while I flew back up to New York in time to attend a show at the City Winery.
The Loft is the smaller venue upstairs at the winery, which is located in the SoHo neighborhood. I heard that the whole location is closing at the end of the year as Disney has purchased the entire block to consolidate their New York locations. The entertainment was provided by the Ana Popovic band and I had limited expectations, not having seen or heard much about her.
Popovic is a blues singer and guitar player who grew up in Serbia and now records and resides in the United States. I was very pleasantly surprised by Ana’s music and particularly by her excellent band, which included trombone, saxophone, and keyboard players from New Orleans. It’s always interesting to notice someone who speaks with a very noticeable Eastern European accent, singing without any trace of an accent. Here’s one of my favourite performances of the evening, “A New Coat of Paint”, a cover of the Tom Waits song from the classic “The Heart of Saturday Night” album.
Another song that I enjoyed was “Slow Dance” from her most recent album, produced by the fantastic Keb Mo:
Finally, here’s a jam between Ana and the brass section:
This was a very enjoyable evening of high quality music performed in a very nice, intimate venue. I’m sorry the club is closing, but understand they are looking for a new location to open in the New Year.
A typical New York scene greeted me on returning to my hotel – dueling jackhammers digging up the street right outside several hotels at 11pm.
I flew back to Dallas on Wednesday evening and always enjoy the view of the New York skyline from La Guardia airport.
Around the same time, Will and Christine were arriving in Stewarton, Scotland to visit my Mum and Dad for a couple of days.
Here’s what Will had to say on text about this visit: “Had such an incredible day today with Granny and Grandpa! Woke up to a homemade breakfast of haggis and black pudding. Then went to the coast to see Ailsa Craig. Walked the coast, got haddock fish and chips and smoked salmon at the famous ice cream shop. Found a little shop with authentic curling stones and these stones made from compressed heather that were really cool! Went into some old churches. Then headed home. Had homemade cottage (Cumberland) pie for dinner and meringue for dessert then ended the night with some Arran single malt scotch. Also had some really good Dunlop cheddar and oatcakes with dessert!!” The way to Will’s heart is clearly through his stomach.
The next day they all met up with Struan in Glasgow, where Will treated himself to a Hunting Robertson kilt and accessories. I enjoyed my Mum and Dad telling me today that Will reported having “done” Scotland, England, and Spain in the couple of days he spent in each.
The Dallas area was treated to around six inches of rain overnight on Saturday, which resulted in some pretty bad flooding. We thought the rain was mostly finished in the afternoon and I took Diana to see a movie without letting her know the name or what it was about. The trailer led me to believe this was a light, romantic comedy which was just what McD needed after a very long work week. See what you think:
It turns out the movie, “Life Itself”, had a significant amount of tragedy embedded in a very well done story of three generations of two families. The creator of the TV show, “This is Us”, had a major role in the film and you could certainly see the similarities in story telling techniques. We’re looking forward to “This is Us” starting a new season this week as it’s our favourite TV show these days (sorry Brent). I enjoyed the references to Bob Dylan’s “Time Out of Mind” throughout the movie and how it played into the story. Here’s a song from that excellent album:
It was still raining heavily when we exited the movie and Penelope was so suitably miffed with this that she shut down one of her window wipers.
I saw this video on TV this morning and thought it was hilarious – a Great Dane mimicking his owner doing lunges.
Back to New York again this week. The hotel that I usually stay at was transformed into “The Macallan Manor” for several nights as the club members there enjoyed a very fancy scotch tasting experience with some good bands playing.
It’s always very sobering to be in New York on September 11th, as we all remember watching the horror unfold on our television sets in 2001 , while the New Yorkers lived through it. My colleague took these pictures at the memorial – the only night of the year when lights outline the silhouette of the fallen twin towers.
Meanwhile, I was attending a Jethro Tull concert at the Beacon Theater on the upper west side. This was a sold out, 50th anniversary concert by a band that I enjoy very much but have never seen live. My pre-concert meal was at an excellent Mediterranean restaurant, the Hummus place, that is right behind the Beacon theater.
The mushroom hummus was amazing and the falafels were some of the best I’ve had. On exiting the restaurant, I was amused to see the Jethro Tull equipment truck – “Scotsman & Clan Transportaion”.
The concert was very enjoyable with a lot of video accompaniment from the 50 year history of the band and of world events.
It’s fairly amazing that a band with a flute as it’s main lead instrument and with a very classical bent has survived this long. Here’s a video of their Bach cover, “Bouree”.
The concert lasted well over two hours, with an intermission. The Beacon is such a gorgeous old theater with great acoustics – here are a couple of pictures from inside.
Predictably, the last song of the show was “Aqualung” which came with an entertaining video backing.
Hurricane Florence caused me to change my plans and travel down to rendezvous with McD in Florida a day early on Thursday. My flight to St. Petersburg arrived with no issues and a smooth ride overall. Diana’s hotel was within walking distance to downtown and we enjoyed exploring the area. Dinner was at the Copper Shaker which had excellent cocktails, service, and food.
Diana worked most of the day on Friday and so I was able to explore the breakfast joints, bookstores, coffee shops, and cigar bars of St. Petersburg reasonably thoroughly. I found it to be a very friendly, eclectic, walkable, and enjoyable city overall.
On Friday night we moved over to the Sandy Pearl resort in Clearwater Beach. The beaches there are made up of beautifully fine white sand. We enjoyed dinner at the very casual Frenchy’s Café, known for the grouper sandwich and “Crabby fries, and then enjoyed a lovely sunset.
Saturday started with lobster benedicts at Clear Sky café next to the hotel – very good. It was very hot and humid by the pool and so I didn’t last very long before retreating to air conditioning. I heard some great music coming from Clear Sky in the afternoon and so wandered over to listen. Diana joined me, and we met a fun couple from the nearby town of Dunedin. It made me smile because a work colleague recently moved back to Dunedin in New Zealand to run his family businesses. The couple had known each other from Kindergarten until the end of middle school and had recently reconnected – some good stories. They also recommended “Bon Appetit” in Dunedin for dinner.
We enjoyed dinner and the Dunedin sunset very much. Our waiter, Michael, had been in the restaurant business for 52 years, and certainly knew what he was doing. We shared a steak tartare starter, and then Diana enjoyed a nicely cooked lobster tail while I had the Dover sole (deboned table side by Michael). This was very much an old school restaurant.
In an effort to coax me out of air conditioning and down to the pool, Diana treated me to a poolside cabana on Sunday. This was a very special and luxurious way to relax and enjoy football and a book all day. I’m writing his post from the luxury of the cabana couch. Thanks Diana!
The Cowboys don’t play until later today, but the Tampa Bay Buccaneers (the local Florida team) just beat the Eagles, which always helps the Cowboys playoff chances.
I’ve been absolutely loving the book “Rules of Civility” by Amor Towles this week. This is about the exploits of a young lady in New York during the years surrounding the Great Depression and is exceptionally well written. I loved “A Gentleman in Moscow” which was Towles most recent novel and this, his debut novel, is even better in my opinion.
On the music front, I was reacquainted with this amazing Ray Charles song – a tribute to Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King, and John and Bobby Kennedy.
Diana made her first business trip for her new job on Monday and Tuesday. The destination was San Jose and the meeting seems to have gone well. She was entertained to find a picture of an old typewriter in her room – they show up everywhere since we saw the California Typewriter movie.
Typewriters everywhere
San Jose from McD’s hotel
This picture from her flight home shows the layer of smoke from the massive California wildfires that continue to burn. The Mendocino fire is now the largest in recorded history with close to 300,000 acres burned.
I dropped Diana off for her flight and we stopped into my favorite Dallas area coffee shop, Redefined coffee in Grapevine, for coffee and a crossword on the way. When I arrived at my office I found a nice new mousepad on my desk – a gift from Mike Mead that merges the Scottish and American flags in a creative way.
Redefined Coffee
On Thursday we flew to Pensacola, Florida to rendezvous with Denny, Anne, Jack, Mason, and Sabine for a long weekend in Navarre beach. Anne’s parents, Carolyn and Jack, have a condo there that they live in during the winter months. Navarre beach is located on a very thin sliver of an island that parallels the coast – it takes just a couple of minutes to walk from the leeward to the gulf side of the island.
We stopped at the Union Public House in Pensacola for a drink and a snack before making the drive. The crab fingers and scotch eggs were very good.
Our next stop was at Joe Patti for fresh seafood. This place had the largest and most impressive array that I’ve seen – amazing variety. Denny picked up some scallops and lump crab meat.
Diana captured this picture of the gorgeous sandy beaches as we drove along the island. Here are some of the lovely views from the condo after we arrived.
Denny and Anne cooked up an amazing feast for dinner including perfectly cooked fresh scallops with tzatziki sauce. That was followed by a pretty wild game of cards against humanity which Mason won, just edging Denny and me.
Diana and I did some work calls first thing in the morning and after a late, lazy breakfast, we headed over to the beach on Friday and stayed there until a thunder storm rolling in from offshore seemed ready to soak us. Then we headed to T.J.s in Navarre proper on the mainland for a late lunch.
Our Friday night entertainment was a walk down to Juana’s to listen to the live band. The music was classic rock which everyone (except maybe Denny) enjoyed. The people watching in the music section of the bar was some of the best I’ve seen in a while with all kinds of characters involved. It became clear why the floor of the bar was nice soft sand.
Saturday morning was a repeat of Friday with a trip over to the beach. The current and waves were much calmer and so we were able to spend some more time playing in the sea. Lunch was at Windjammer on the pier where Anne and Diana had found some impressive sand art on their earlier walk down the beach.
Sunday morning brunch was amazing crab benedicts assembled by Chef Denny, Anne with a small contribution from me. After brunch we enjoyed some quality time on the massive blow up island in the water out behind the condo. Diana tried out Anne’s paddleboard and did very well – no falling at all.
D paddle boarding – should she be that far out?
Then it was that awful time again – time to leave the Ogans and fly home to boring, land-locked McKinney. Thanks to Mr. Denny for driving us to the Pensacola airport. The candle that Anne gifted to Diana caused some brief interest from the Pensacola TSA staff.
My cigar cutter and ashtray set up caused me to be stopped for a bag check on the way out of Dallas to Pensacola and I was lucky to get a TSA agent who was also a cigar aficionado and let it pass. So we were able to get extra screening on both legs of the trip.
Jack had Anne send us home with a gift from him (one that didn’t alert TSA) – a piece of wine cork art that is now hanging in our bar area.
A huge thanks to Jack and Carolyn for the use of their condo for an excellent long weekend!
My reading this week has been from the new Paul Simon biography. I’m about half way through and around 1974 when “Still Crazy After All These Years” was released. This has been a very interesting read – I enjoy hearing about the inspiration for the songs and the special recording techniques and musicians used on the various albums. I was interested to learn that the Muscle Shoals “Swampers” were the key musicians on the “Rhymin’ Simon” album – one of my favorites. It’s amazing how many of the records that I love were recorded at Muscle Shoals with that great cadre of musicians.
Here’s a song from that album:
Denny turned me on to a great version of “As Long as I Can See the Light” by My Morning Jacket while we were in Navarre:
And to finish out the music section this week, here’s an excellent song by Little Richard with Jimi Hendrix on guitar and Billy Preston on organ that I heard about through the Immortal Jukebox blog (highly recommended):
The week started out with a pretty significant packing oopsy! I arrived at DFW airport and realized that I hadn’t packed any trousers for my trip to New York and was wearing shorts – not ideal for the office environment.
As a result, Monday started with an early morning walk to Target, which didn’t have any dress pants at all, and then a walk to Century 21 where I was successful. It was rainy and very humid for the walk as you can see from the misty top of the Freedom Tower. I did find a great coffee shop to dry out in next to Target where I enjoyed a delicious beet humus (seems to be an increasingly popular option) and avocado toast and heard this interesting music playing.
Tinariwen is a Grammy Award-winning group of Tuareg musicians from the Sahara Desert region of northern Mali. The band was formed in 1979 in Tamanrasset, Algeria, but returned to Mali after a cease-fire in the 1990s. I like the rhythmic and repetitive guitar sound and it reminds me a lot of an album I have from 1994 with Ry Cooder and Ali Farka Toure (also from the Saharan desert region) titled “Talking Timbuktu”.
My first New York musical outing was to Birdland to see the Birdland Big Band. They are a 16 piece band with lots of brass and perform at the club every Friday evening and for a two week residency in the summer. I enjoyed the mix of musical styles they offered and even one of a few songs they did with a singer named Veronica swift – “Someone to Watch Over Me”.
A couple of evenings later I was able to catch a performance by the blues guitarist Walter Trout at the Highline Ballroom next to Chelsea Market. Trout had a liver transplant a few years ago and was so sick that he had to learn to talk and play guitar after surgery, taking several years to regain all of his skills. I didn’t love the show but did enjoy the venue and particularly a young guitarist named Solomon Hicks whom Trout invited to join him for a couple of songs.
I finished out the work week with a delicious Mediterranean dinner with colleagues at a new find named “Nish Nush” on John Street. The falafel trio was excellent with the best falafels and sauces that I’ve had. I’m looking forward to returning when I’m back in the area.
On the short walk back to my hotel, I thought I heard a band playing on the plaza outside the JP Morgan building, but further investigation showed that it was Thursday movie night with “Back to the Future”. I walked up right as the “flux capacitor” was being introduced.
I had a full day of meetings on Friday and headed to La Guardia airport at 5pm in a rain storm. My flight was scheduled to leave at 8pm and was constantly pushed back as the thunder storm continued to hover above the airport. The incoming flight was eventually diverted to Pittsburg for refueling and ultimately arrived around midnight. We landed in Dallas after 3am and it was close to 4:30am when I got home – a long day to say the least.
I was able to rally for a workout, coffee and crossword with Diana on Saturday morning but got very sleepy in the afternoon.