Thom is taking me with him on a business trip to Chicago for the largest horticultural trade show in mid-America. You know you're jealous. We're taking Amtrak and staying on Michigan Ave. Mmmmm...Chicago in January. Cannot wait.
I'm leaving 4:00 Saturday morning, back by midnight Sunday night.
One of Thom's oil paintings from undergrad. Stay tuned for a piece I like to call "Thom with Boobs."
Our friend Ann is a contract photographer with our business, Nuclear Family Photography. She started making jewlery last year, and these photo transfer bracelets she makes are just gorgeous. You would be darn lucky to get one of these St. Louis-themed bracelets. Each one is a work of art made up of works of art!
Obligatory Friday cat blog. As of this update, Rudy is still growing. Stay tuned for the likely-harrowing account of Pammy's vet visit tomorrow.
I'm more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants sort of gal, but for all you planners, here's the fudge on St. Valentine's Day, Wednesday, February 14, 2007.
Love is Observable: Observable Readings Does Valentine's Day @ the Royale, 8:00 p.m.
I've been through diamonds, I've been through minks, I've been through it all: love stinks. Are you single? Cynical? Both? Come congregate with your kind at The Royale on the night of Valentine's Day, with your Delilah-style hostess, Julie Dill. Sign up to vent your spleen on stage, or just watch as the loved and the lost render their favorite love songs, torch tunes, and kiss offs into performance poetry. You'll laugh. You'll cry. You'll drink beer and cocktails. And you'll forget all about what's-his-name. Come because you're angry, come because you're bored, but most of all, because love is like a cloud, it holds a lot of rain, oooh, love hurts.
Seriously, though the catharsis is more complete if you pick a gutwrencher, your song doesn't have to be a downer. We'll need a change-up after one of us polishes off her Debbie Gibson hat and lays her pain on the stage.
I'm stopping by Costco for a case of Kleenex.
Tell your friends! Even better, bring them and don't tell them what it is! And who really needs an excuse to go the Royale?? Good food, great drinks, and superb company. You are welcome.
1. The Unidentifiable Ringing Noise on Neosho Between January and Macklind.
2. Referrals to Reputable Babysitters.
3. Neighborhood Potluck Wednesday at the Southampton Presbyterian Church.
4. The Attempted Break-in at our House on Monday.
5. The 60 pets removed from the condemned house at on Macklind that was apparently stinky every summer, but I never noticed.
6. The exercise equipment place at Kingshighway and Murdoch shut down and is being replaced with a donut shop. 'Cause I was just thinking, you know what St. Louis really needs?? Another 2 bit donut shop!
We caught the last 20 minutes ofLiterature for the Halibut last night on KDHX, your community radio station. Stefene Russell does such a great job on the air. It's so much fun hearing friends' voices on the radio. I wish we'd caught the program earlier because I don't know who was reading the fiction segment and it was driving me crazy. She sounded so familiar to me. Community radio is crazy important to me and my people (see the linkable peeps to the left). Rob Levy kept me company during two years of Wednesday night drives home from SIU Edwardsville, and Monday mornings just wouldn't be the same without the bagpipery I've grown to know and love. Today at 2:00, I'll be glued to my radio for Sherry Danger's Dangerous Curves.
Dateline: South St. Louis The fish funk lingers a bit and the new owners of the old Long John Silver's on Kingshighway had to pull up the concrete to get rid of the grease stains, but Ba Le Bakery & Cafe has proved itself an outstanding addition to the 'hood. If memory serves me, the new St. Louis Ba Le Bakery is one of a small chain of Vietnamese French Bakeries of the same name, in Chicago, Atlanta, Austin and Orlando.
Laine and I have descended upon these fine folks five or six times so far, and Atkins spins in his grave at the number of their carbs we've consumed. BUT, since, in the world of pastry, St. Louis is largely famous only for its donuts, this choice is far superior. It even stays open until 11:00 at night, people! And I am loathe to discuss the affordability of the restaurant, for fear that they'll be all out of baguettes by the time I drag my happy butt out of bed Saturday mornings.
Saturday, right before noon, we stopped by Ba Le. Laine got the barbecued pork spring rolls and I got a cranberry muffin. She was on lunch, I was on breakfast. It happens. Absent was the usual vendor who (adorably) harangues us mercilessly until we buy more than what we came for. We had to go back at three o'clock, however, to get baguettes for a soup & tea party, and he was there that time. He forced me (yeah right) to try a bit of their flan and I wound up buying six orders of it for the dinner party. AND he threw in a tapioca, young coconut, mung bean dessert concoction for free. Ba Le's flan is not as sweet as Lily's (which is decadent and totally worth the $$) but I got 6 orders of flan from Ba Le, plus two huge baguettes for $21.00.
We've also tried their croissants, which are light, airy, and not nearly as greasy as the St. Louis Bread Company version. The plain ones are delicious, but the cheese croissants, OY. To die for, honey. The cranberry muffin was light and subtle in its sweetness.
Long story short, their food isn't St. Louis food, and that's a good thing. Unlike Long John Silver's (and most STL native foods, I'm looking at YOU, Uncle Bill!) it's not heavy, it's not greasy, it's not fatty, and it doesn't sit in your stomach like a rock wrapped in bacon. For extra points, walk there!
In a world where nobody pays attention to poetry, a brave and simple man happened upon a gimmick. It all started with Three Stephanies (or two Stephanies and a Stefene)...
Stephanie Young, Stephanie McKenzie and Stefene Russell.
...then came last year's sensational, brilliant, and critically acclaimed, The Five Aarons Reading.
McCollough, Tieger, Belz, Kunin and Kiely
...and this Thursday (January Fourth [happy birthday, Mom!]), Aaron Belz and his Observable Readings series presents "Rockin' Robins," the feel good reading of the month. Robyn Schiff makes a return appearance on a St. Louis stage (readings@the contemporary with Julie Dill and Nick Twemlow), while Robin Behn and Robin Schaer come to us for the very first time. Farm Team opens with an acoustic set prior to the poetry. The event starts at 8:00 at the Schlafly Bottleworks. Come on, it's Thursday. What else could you possibly have to do? Besides, you don't want to leap into the 10 Jenswithout a Rockin' Robins warm-up.
Robin Behn was wow. I can't wait until she comes back to St. Louis. I've never been so enraptured at a poetry reading as I was Thursday night. Her reading reminded me of interpretive dancer Suzanne Muldowney, with whom NPR did an interview around last Halloween, on her performance art portrayal of Vlad the Impaler. Robin Behn wasn't nearly as insanedifferent, but as engaging and absorbingly fascinating.