I know. Its been awhile since I've written. I'm sure there are thousands rapt by this blog, tuning in every day to see what's new or to feverishly take note of my grammatical/writing prowess. Anyhow. I've been busy with baseball and the productions I've been assisting on. Today, I'm trying to catch up on laundry and actually cook food rather than buy it, as I've been doing for the past week or so. Below, you'll find two cauldrons that--when melded together--comprise one of my many culinary masterpieces: Dhal Masala.
It was graciously handed down by my good friend Dhanraj Emanuel, from my days in Memphis (picture a grandmother handing her grandchild the secret family recipe to those chocolate chip cookies old Mrs. Wittaker has been trying to get her hands on for years).
What else: Oh yeah, I've been plagued by incredibly unreliable internet stability making it ever so difficult to blog whatsoever. I say this now, b/c I'm actually typing this without internet connectivity. Once, I've written a handy amount, I'm going to reset the wifi device, again. . . for the fifteenth time today. . . then hit 'save.'
Having just saved that last little bit, I'll say that I had the pleasure to work with Reed Brown and Eric 'the Creative Director' in from Nashville, Tennessee this week. The last day of the shoot, I walk in to find Eric drinking a Mountain Dew. My head does a double take b/c when its hot--as it has been for the past few days here in the Emerald City--we from the South reach for Sun-drop which is basically magic in a can.
I remark on his sipping from the receptacle holding canned dew from a mountain, and he remarks about how he has to adapt to his current citrus beverage b/c of dropped sun's unavailability out here in the NW. He also goes on to give me an incredibly informed account of how all of the five or so major citrus beverages differ, based on his sensitive palette which can detect subtle taste nuances in each.
Totally awesome. On another shoot, I ran into Karl Marks who was working security. That, too was totally awesome.
Last night, exhausted and full of Korean BBQ, I watched "Be Here to Love Me" which is a documentary about the singer/songwriter Townes Van Zandt, probably known most for his song "Pancho and Lefty," made famous by Willie Nelson and Merle Haggard.
While watching it, there appeared a short clip out of this broadcast, Nashville Now, that used to air when I was a kid growing up in Nashville. Then I said 'that is where I know him (Townes and his music) from." The show, hosted by Ralph Emery, also brought back another childhood memory of this guy.