Archive for October, 2009

Chicago: Shedd Aquarium, Millennium Park

Tuesday, October 27th, 2009

This was my first full day in Chicago. I’m here with my sister, after spending a week hanging out in her hometown of La Crosse, Wisconsin. That was nice, too, but less eventful.

We went to the Shedd Aquarium, which is huge! Amazon, Caribbean, coral reefs, local lake life, and rivers and lake section. And a brand-new auditorium/whale area, featuring a show called Fantasea, which is a narrative about a group of sea spirits that take a young girl on an adventure to meet a sea lion, beluga whales, penguins, a red-tailed hawk, and dolphins.

Fantasea was so terrible, it made me sad. I understand that some people will tune out a straight lecture on sea life, but this is going all the way in the other direction of all flash and no content. We waste so much time waiting for the sea sprites to finish making sweeping arm gestures when we could, for example, be learning the NAMES OF THE ANIMALS. Which we never do. Who were those belugas? What are they like in the wild, and what are these individuals like in person? We never learn. They are depersonalized and made into props. The music is so loud that I’m worried for the nervous little penguins, who eventually have to be hauled offstage one by one. At one point, one of the penguins is left there, in front of the audience, without supervision– or protection. It’s horrible.

I would say, overall, the Shedd is a very beautiful facility, but they really need to step up on their interpretation. They have these computer touch screens to identify the fish, but you need to click onto several screens before you’ve seen them all, and then click through again to find out any information about them, which turns out to be very thin. Disappointing.

After that, I walked off my heavy heart and ended up at Millennium Park, which is a public art park. There’s also a very nice garden in it, plus a Frank Gehry-designed amphitheatre. But the focus is Cloud Gate, AKA The Bean. It’s a big, shiny piece, and people are drawn to it like magnets. They walk up to it, touch it, take photos of themselves. It reflects also the city behind it, and the park on the other side. It’s exactly what public art is supposed to do: attract visitors, provide a focal point for the city and showcase the city, and allow people to engage with it on a personal level. It’s such a simple thing, but I could stay there for hours.

I’ll post photos once I get home. But The Bean and the other artworks really cheered me up.

Where the Wild Things Are

Monday, October 19th, 2009

How excited were you when you heard about this? And then how scared, when you realized that 10 sentences had to occupy an hour and a half of film? Here’s the thing: they hang a hell of a story onto the frame of those 10 sentences. As a kid, you needed those 10 sentences. As an adult, you get the feature film and the heartbreak of hindsight.

Where the Wild Things Are isn’t for kids. It would probably bore them while they waited for everyone to stop talking. The basics remain the same: Max sails off to the island of the wild things, becomes their king, raises a ruckus, and sails home to the safety of his mother’s arms. Fun and lovely, right? This Max runs off as a response to seeing his mom (Catherine Keener! how wonderful!) on a date with cute Mark Ruffalo, roaring and eventually biting her before running into the woods and sailing off.

The beasts are gorgeous. Jim Henson’s workshop made them, and it’s impossible to tell if their faces are seamlessly CGI’ed or just made with the most incredible animatronics. Regardless, they have done more with puppetry than you could without. Their bodies have a heft to them, their expressions made as if real muscle moved them. We get to know more of them, naturally: Carol (James Gandolfini) is a petulant but exuberant quasi-leader who mourns the absence of KW (Lauren Ambrose), who has left to hang out with new friends, Bob and Terry. I won’t spoil the surprise, but when you meet them, it’s very very funny.

The rest of the gang are Ira (Forest Whitaker) who is in love with Judith (Catherine O’Hara). Douglas (Chris Cooper) is the sensible one, but even he can’t stop Carol from smashing everything in sight. They are children, Carol’s outbursts roughly approximating Max’s tantrum when he realizes that his mother has a boyfriend. But it’s also possible that Carol and KW’s relationship is a metaphor for a failed marriage: the rage of a father who can’t express his feelings appropriately and a mother who still loves a man who hurts her.

Heavy.

And of course all of this is stunningly beautiful, and will easily sail over a kid’s head. Even twentysomething hipsters (the majority of the audience on a late Friday show) won’t really get it. Of course not. They haven’t felt the way Catherine Keener feels, the regret that doing what’s best for her (and ultimately for her entire family) in the short term confuses and hurts Max. Adult life isn’t simple. Where the Wild Things Are isn’t about Max’s point of view, but KW’s: “Don’t go. I’ll eat you up I love you so.”

Dinner Project: Thanksgiving

Monday, October 12th, 2009

This Thanksgiving, I spent the morning writing the introduction to a cookbook. It’s a dream come true! The co-creators are Julianna Mimande (of Bacon and Eatery at the Artery) and artist/designer Gabe Wong (who is not the one I went to high school with; I don’t know what happened to that guy), and photographer Zach Ayotte who has taken some absolutely gorgeous images of the farms that they visited. It’s friendly and thoughtful, lighthearted yet intelligent. Perfect. I am really lucky to have been invited to contribute– literally, since it was a conversation for SEE I had with Gabe about an art exhibition he curated that led to a casual chat about food.

That being done, I set about getting ready for the Sasano family feast. I am usually asked to bring my mac ‘n’ cheese, plus this year I decided to make that coffee cake from a few days ago, since it worked out so well. I hope everyone likes it!

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Dinner Project: Teriyaki

Sunday, October 11th, 2009

This is a recipe my mom gave me, from one of her friends. It’s perfect.

Equal parts soy sauce and mirin, a couple cloves grated garlic, a spoonful of honey and miso. That’s it. Marinate the chicken (I used boneless thighs) for a couple hours, or– good heavens!– overnight. I broiled it in the toaster oven. You could fry it, but it’s less good. As a vegetable, I sauteed the rest of those beet greens, and of course I made some rice and miso soup. Perfect comfort food.

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Snacks! Cinnamon Swirl Coffee Cake

Friday, October 9th, 2009

I had heard on Facebook about my friend Elena Porter’s grandmother’s sour cream coffee cake recipe; it sounded amazing so I harangued her into sharing it. And it’s true: it’s wonderful. Moist yet not dense, spicy and nutty. I will make this again and again!

Mix one teaspoon of baking soda into one cup of sour cream. In a separate bowl, cream a half cup of butter with a cup of sugar. In another separate bowl, beat two eggs with a generous teaspoon of vanilla. Add the eggs to the butter, then add that to the sour cream.

Meanwhile, mix 1 1/2 cup flour, 1/4 tsp salt and 2 tsp baking powder, then mix that into the liquidy ingredients. Make the toppong out of 1/4 cup brown sugar, 1 tablespoon cinnamon, a good handful of chopped nuts and perhaps some cocoa. Next time I’ll probably add some nutmeg or cloves or something; the spices make this good.

Pour half the batter into the pan, then sprinkle half the topping, then pour the other half of the batter and the rest of the topping. Bake 45-50 minutes or so at 350F. Have a little bite while it’s still warm. SO GOOD.

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Lunch: Leek and Potato Soup

Wednesday, October 7th, 2009

It’s forecast to snow today, and it is feeling like it. What’s better than soup then? Nothing. It’s easy and it’ll last me a couple of days unless I can get people to come over. Then it’ll be one nice meal for a bunch of us.

I boiled four potatoes (peeled and cut up) with one sliced up leek, one onion, and several cloves of garlic. Then I mashed it,  added some Better Than Bouillon, a chunk of butter, some chopped thyme and parsley, a little milk, salt and pepper, and THAT IS ALL. If I had a hand blender, I might’ve used it for a smoother soup, but it’s fine the way it is.

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Dinner Project: Noodles

Tuesday, October 6th, 2009

My parents went to Japan this spring, remember? I didn’t. Not until I got all hungry tonight and found this packet of noodles they brought back for me. It’s beautifully packaged, of course. And this was in a box, with several more individual-serving packets.

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Sorry I can’t figure out how to make it right side up. Anyhow, delicious! I made a simple soup with soy sauce and powdered dashi, then threw a bunch of beet greens in. The noodles themselves are silky, almost. You know they’re good ’cause they don’t break when they’re cooking. Or at least that’s something I look for in a noodle.

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