Domesticated turkey’s can’t fly, which is at complete odds with my family’s celebration of Turkey Day. Thanksgiving is the holiday most likely to see my family hitting the road or taking to the skies
to gather together in our homeland, St. Louie, MO. Sadly for us, American Airlines has decimated its flight
schedule to/from St. Louis, but we persevere. Herewith, the travel dossier of my family for this year’s Gateway
City Thanksgiving. Fingers
crossed for clear skies. Cause I’m
connectin... Read Full Story
Jeanne-Claude, wife and artistic partner of better-known art-wrapper Christo, died this week at 74. Jeanne-Claude and Christo were known for their temporary art projects in which they used materials on a monumental scale to change our perception of things, to make us think and (more often than not) to lead us to a smile. The Gates was their last substantial project, located in Central Park in 2005 (pic is me and my friend Steve at The Gates). In describing their work and Jeanne-Claude's... Read Full Story
I read an article in the Times this week reporting that
several major NYC apartment buildings are about to ban smoking… IN PEOPLE’S OWN UNITS. Kind of shocking, and also kind of
cool. The evidence is clear that
second-hand smoke causes cancer. And
smoke definitely wafts through apartment hallways. I just love that smoking ban policies keep getting stronger
… saving lives in the process.
All of which reminds me of the bad old days when passengers
could smoke in airplanes. How
insane doe... Read Full Story
Yep, I baked a pie.
And here’s the evidence.
Underneath that shiny butter and almond-flour crust lies a blend of apples,
cranberries and ginger. The pie was a stunner in the looks department. Not bad on first eating. And awesome after a couple days sitting in the fridge. Can you tell how proud I am of myself? In these recessionary times,
we must focus on life’s little pleasures to get through the day.
Next up? Punkin', of course.PS: Blame my friend Howard for the crappy image.
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The Empire Diner is a New York dining legend. For 35 years it has occupied one of the
city’s most perfect corners (22nd and 10th) while
preserving its most iconic railcar diner.
Alas, for most of those years it has also served some of the city’s
worst food and possibly its very worst service. Appallingly rude, 24 hours a day. It’s a dining
buzz-kill.
I’ve been closely following the rumblings that the Empire’s lease
is about to change hands. Today I
was delighted to read that the own... Read Full Story
My seasonal preference, in order: Summer, Fall, Spring Winter.
My fantasy seasonal recalculation: Summer (5 months), Fall (3 months), Spring (3 months),
Winter (1 month).
While I wait for global warming to turn my fantasies into
reality (or move to South Carolina), I will continue to enjoy living in a place
with four fully distinct seasons. It’s
one of the things I missed most during my years in San Francisco.
I revel in the change of seas... Read Full Story
We march because all men are created equal. We march because history says we must. We march because we want to teach our kids well (go Rose!). We march because we are all brothers (and sisters).We march to make change with our friends. We march cause there's lots of great art in DC (and cute boys, at least at gay marches) We march so that peace can rule our days. Read Full Story
I graduated from Clayton High School 30 (gasp) years ago. These were some of my friends back then, and they remain so today. We had a fantastic reunion. Among the highlights was attending the CHS homecoming game, played here on Gay Field. Yes, you read it right, Gay Field. Perhaps that has something to do with our losing every game played there during the four years of my high school youth. Go Greyhounds!!!! Oh, and just because I'm a good sport, here I can be seen picking up my date... Read Full Story
