Archive for May, 2007

Pictures that Need a Thousand Words

Tuesday, May 8th, 2007

 I have no interest in eating at a restaurant named after a gland.”
- a local friend
Buenos Aires - … and, I understand that. On the other hand, sometimes words have more than one meaning, and in this case, the dual entry is the genus of an herb. Thyme to be exact, and the restaurant in [...]

It Was… The Salmon Trout

Monday, May 7th, 2007

 In 1992 the steelhead trout, Salmo gairdneri (the species named in memory of Meredith Gairdner, a 19th-century naturalist) was reclassified in the genus Oncorhynchus (”hooked nose”), and mykiss (a Siberian word for the species). There are two races, both native to Western North America. The common name of the freshwater O.m. is rainbow trout, a [...]

The Food’s the Thing

Sunday, May 6th, 2007

 Art is much less important than life, but what a poor life without it.”
- Robert Motherwell, Painter, Printmaker
Buenos Aires - Martín Baquero’s cooking is simply impressive. That’s it. I should stop now and just post the pictures. Maybe with the names of the dishes. Of course I won’t, I can’t stop myself from commentary. It [...]

Taking Tea

Saturday, May 5th, 2007

 Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea! How did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.”
- Sir Philip Sidney, 16th Century British poet, critic, and statesman
Buenos Aires - Apparently, for some out there, SaltShaker has become a part of the morning ritual. Mine as well, yet for [...]

My Ship Has Come In…?

Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007

By sheer coincidence, it’s been a year since I made my long post on the spam I received over the preceding month. I’ve taken to ignoring 99.9999% of it, as is necessary these days. But now and again, one comes by that catches my eye for one reason or another. This morning, the following actually [...]

Midnight in the Jardí­n of Good Eating

Tuesday, May 1st, 2007

 I’ve only been here three days and there’s a shooting. I know you’re my agent, but this place is fantastic. It’s like Gone With the Wind on mescaline. Listen to me, they walk imaginary pets here, Garland. On a fucking leash. And they’re all heavily armed and drunk. New York is boring!”
- John Kelso, in [...]