The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
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Tagged bali, bananas, elizabeth bishop, flowers, food, gamelan, indonesia, legong dance, luxury, passion fruit, temples, travel
[Toasted baguette / goat cheese / spicy mustard / shaved parmesan / marinated beets / parsley and artichokes / prosciutto / salami / clementines]
[Red leaf lettuce / grated carrot / manchego / toasted naan]
[Curried kidney beans / garam masala / cumin / tumeric / red pepper flakes / cilantro / minced ginger / garlic / diced tomatoes / Spanish onions / orange zest / butter]
[Leftover chicken cacciatore / handful whole wheat penne / tomato sauce / grated Pecorino / red peppers / capers somewhere in there!]
[Braised new potatoes / veal stock / bacon fat / butter / olive oil ]
[Broiled asparagus / lemon / black pepper / olive oil. Chana masala: chickpeas / garam masala / spicy curry powder / shallots / chicken stock / butter. Toasted naan / black coffee / bad Portland water]
Amidst the flurry of dinner parties, BBQs, picnics and other occasions to cook fancy food, I also eat plenty of meals that are serviceable but aren’t that special or particularly nice to look at. And then I forget to write about them, because serviceable is just not cutting it, you know? These are those lunches. I’m totally okay admitting this because lately I have been on a cooking ROLL — as in, making dishes that I normally wouldn’t (this includes baking! so much baking) and feeling really amazing and proud about the results. More soon…
It’s official. I have no idea where my camera USB cable is. It’s gone. Vanished. Until I find some kind of workable solution, I’ll be posting some photos from my archives, starting this week with some of the food I enjoyed when I was last in Europe (the article about the tour itself is available in this month’s Signal to Noise, which I plan on scanning and posting over here). I still dream about many of the meals I ate while I was there and in many ways food was one of the most important and structuring elements of the experience as a whole.
Photo above and below from La Maroquinerie in Paris, where I saw my friends Mountains play. Pre-show charcuterie plate not bad, either.
Sometimes above all else, I value vivid color in my food. The other night I fried farmer’s market banana fingerlings in butter, smoked paprika and with a handful of roasted beets. The potatoes turned a lovely deep blush fuschia color. The next day, when I cubed the leftover fingerlings for a simple potato/beet hash, I saw that their creamy white insides formed an insane gradient. Ombre potatoes!!!
Three-day old (!) escarole salad still crisp, cold and bitter the next day, with thinly sliced Belgian white endives, roasted walnuts and a mustard-lemon vinaigrette.
Leftover broiled salmon, marinated in cumin, olive oil, lime zest and cilantro.
Any excuse to make guacamole. Salmon and avocado is one of the most blissful combinations ever. Fat, with more fat. Creamy, on top of creamy. Somehow you’ve convinced yourself that it’s all so healthy, too. PS I bought a bag of 9 avocados at the farmer’s market for $2. WHAT! I love so much being back in California.
I sat down to eat lunch inside but right away I saw how beautiful it was outside and fled to the deck.
Ahhh, that’s better. If you could pan out on this shot you would see Joni sprawled on the patio table eyeing my salmon with desire. Reread ‘Self-Help’ for the twentieth time under the clear gaze of the chilly February sun and tried to convince myself that it’s not extravangant and/or pathetic to cook elaborate meals just for yourself.
“KEEPING YOUR FINGERS CROSSED MAKES IT DIFFICULT TO HOLD A PEN, BUT I MUST SAY, IT’S WORTH IT.” -Lorrie Moore
Posted in books, color, food, home, outdoors, winter
Tagged banana fingerlings, beets, food, guacamole, hash, homecooked, leftovers, lorrie moore, lunch, ombre, salmon, self-help
Sigh. The United Bamboo skirt that I was obsessed with has a sister, and she is the color of emeralds and has pockets. I am deeply in love. Would like to wear it with this Vena Cava faux fur, so ‘In the Mood For Love’ - smoky, rich jewel tones and unbelievable texture.
By the way, on the official ‘In the Mood For Love’ website, Wong Kar-Wai lists “Maggie’s Meals When She Eats Alone.”
||Rice in Broth
Preserved Vegetable, Beans, Dried Tofu and Sliced Red Chillies
Preserved Egg (or Salted Egg)
||Preserved Vegetable, Beans, Dried Tofu and Sliced Red Chillies Noodles
Maggie’s meals for her home (Winter)
1. Cloud-ear and Pig Knuckle Soup
2. Salted Pork with Dried Tofu
3. Sea Cucumber and Shrimp Roe
4. Stir-fried Napa Cabbage, Shredded Pork and Rice Cakes
Maggie’s meals for her home (Summer)
1. Winter Melon and Duck Soup
2. Stir-fried Shanghai Cabbage and Shredded Pork with Sliced Red Chillies
3. Stir-fried Eggplants
4. Fried Pancakes with Red Bean Paste
1. Noodles in Oil with Meat
2. Parboiled Shrimps
3. Steamed Fermented Tofu
4. Preserved Vegetable, Beans, Dried Tofu and Sliced Red Chillies
1. Meatballs (with Bakchoi)
2. Yellow Squash
3. Steamed Fish
4. Tofu with crab flakes
Maggie’s snacks for her home (Summer)
1. Dumplings in Soup
2. Wine preserved dumplings
3. Date Soup
4. Fried Shanghai Bun
Maggie’s fruits for her home (Summer)
Maggie’s snacks for her home (Winter)
1. Sweet glutinous rice
There are so many things about this that I love. The fastidiousness and simplicity of how she eats; the beautiful orderliness of this list; the utter sensuality of food.
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Tagged dress, faux fur, food, in the mood for love, lists, maggie cheung, shopping, united bamboo, vena cava, wong kar-wai
there are so many photos from my recent new orleans trip. let’s start with the consumables.
bottles of miller high life seem to be the de facto beer of choice in nola bars. i approve.
local microbrews from zea’s & spicy shortribs.
we went to a john besh restaurant, luke! it was so exciting. crisp, dry chardonnay in cute glasses paired with a roasted beet, roquefort, and pistachio salad.
oh. yes. red fish and shrimp gumbo over rice, served in a cast iron skillet piping hot. this is what i came to new orleans for.
i take that back. THIS is why i went to new orleans for. strong espresso served with profiteroles with coffee ice cream and caramel brittle.
we stopped by an urban farm in the middle of new orleans. lush gardens sprung out of the cement pavement. it was a sight to see. although we didn’t buy the arugula shown here, we picked up a bagful of jars of their homemade jams – fig spreads, blueberry and sage compotes, guava preserves.
mexican food, new orleans style, at a place recommended to us by one of the urban farmers. described as a ‘creole taqueria,’ where i drank the saltiest margarita i’ve ever had (that’s a good thing). the guacamole was bizarrely off, but the spicy slaw and pulled pork tacos were pretty good.
Posted in food, outdoors, travel
Tagged creole food, creole taqueria, food, gumbo, john besh, miller high life, new orleans, seafood, travel, urban farming, weekend getaway
THE WEDDING TO END ALL WEDDINGS
QUEENSBORO BRIDGE AS ENJOYED FROM LONG ISLAND CITY
‘THOSE ARE BABY WATERMELONS’ [THEY WEREN'T.]
WITHIN AND WITHOUT YOU
12 YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP, AND COUNTING
HELL YES, I ATE THE SHIT OUT OF THAT NECTARINE
FOR GOOD MEASURE, ONE MOORE TIME (ONE MOORE TIME)
I WAS SEATED AT THE ‘WATERMELON RADISH’ TABLE. PICKLED TREATS WERE CONSUMED.
HOTEL HIJINX. MY CAMERA IS SHOOTING RAYS OF CAR TRAFFIC, WEIRD. BRIEF HIATUS FROM WEDDING FERVOR TO CELEBRATE A BIRTHDAY. FRENCH CHAMPAGNE, SALT & PEPPER CHOCOLATE, AND PHOTO SESSION FOLLOWED.
SWEDISH FISH ARE THE KEY TO HAPPINESS
4AM AND STILL AWAKE
NO NIGHT IS COMPLETE WITHOUT A SUMMER SQUASH WAITING FOR YOU IN BED. XOXO
Posted in celebration, food, music, outdoors, people
Tagged feast, food, hotel, old friends, queens, squash, wedding
i adore cooking. whether it’s the first bbq of the summer at a dear friend’s backyard
(yes, these were as good as they looked)
whether it’s making fresh pico de gallo from a friend’s enormous garden bounty (yes, i’m aware it’s early for tomato season; this photo is from last august),
or whether it’s simply dinner for one (i cooked myself spicy salmon with navy beans & whole wheat penne).
but i equally love eating out (this was a particularly epic chocolate cake – it’s the best thing wegman’s sells. trust.)
especially when it’s chicken teriyaki at a cheap hawaiian diner in lanai,
or a divine cheese plate and bottle of mellow bordeaux at my favorite french bistro on the lower east side. i still have dreams about their brie and frisee salad.
it is lunch time yet?
Posted in food
Tagged chicken, chocolate cake, diner, eating, food, garden, grilling, hawaii, homecooked, kebabs, lower east side, lunch, pasta, salmon, teriyaki, tomatoes, vegetables, wegmans, zucco's