Showing posts with label locust salon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label locust salon. Show all posts

Friday, December 28, 2012

list

holiday family & friends time:

georgia buchert made this beautiful crown for me.  i was so touched.  this pic doesn't do it justice.  i'll try to get a better one.

1) omg.  food.  out of control food.

2) prime rib & brussels sprout, nativity, very sketchy pick-up rendition (omg.  out of control melismas) of "for unto us a child is born,"  buche de noel, and christmas crackers on christmas eve.

3) matching swiss nightgowns for me and all the girls.

4) thoughtful "experience" gift certificates (dim sum, play lists, shopping expeditions, pedicures, thrifting and vintage store shopping), cool, creative gift-wrapping jobs & hand embroidered cards.

5) turkey dinner at bam's on christmas day.

6) christmas day migraine.

7) pitch perfect with my sis at the dollars.  yes!  see it.

8) boxing day locust salon featuring:  candy cane cake by ingrid, baked brie with fig and cranberry by kathryn, carrot-jicama salad AND hand made crown by georgia, cheese ball and last minute table arranging by bonnie, olives, cheese and nuts from the belnap-jensens, lots of baking and cleaning by amelia, magical drum solo by greg, stylophone virtuosity by steve, and prepared piano by christian.

el gallo giro is one of my favorite provo restaurants.  check out their molcajete.
9) over-the-top take out from el gallo giro for lunch today--handmade guacamole, molcajete, pollo with pickled pink onions, 29 handmade corn tortillas, nopales, mole rojo, sangria, and, yeah.

10) the hobbit--loved having moses' running commentary, as he sat on my lap for most of the movie, and obviously it was his favorite movie he'd ever seen since it looked exactly like a video game, but, dude, i hate cgi.  it seriously looks like a piece of crap.  sorry fans.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

locust dal

the always rad alex caldeiro.

the jazzers.

reading from my emily dickinson manuscript.  7 days to have it completed by the end of 2012.
here's a little tour of the last locust salon, featuring QNMA, the inimitable alex caldeiro, poet (and utah state poet laureate) lance larsen, and some lentil dal.

also, i finally got around to writing down my lentil dal recipe.  a few people have asked for it, so it's found at the bottom of the post.

so many candles #firehazardous.

more tights.

locust salon spread.
fashionistas lula & anna.  also, martha stewart ladies.
true artist & sonospher alex caldeiro.

a not very appetizing shot of the dal.

lance larsen reading a rad poem about pablo cassals.

locust salon tights:  grape, dove grey, black lace.

QNMA, killing it.

Locust Salon Dal

Christian makes this killer black-eyed pea chilli that used to be our Locust Salon standard, but since we have so many vegetarians in attendance, we’ve moved towards lentil dal.  Also, since I get a little fierce when someone else is in my kitchen, I must have unthinkingly edged Christian out of my territory.  Sorry, hon!

So, given that this is my “serving at least 25 people” dish, you may wish to cut the recipe in half.  If you have enough for 12, you’ll be happy with the leftovers, as this dal develops killer second day swag in the fridge.  I make it in a 6.5 quart crock pot.  It will work just as well on the stove-top.  Bring to a high simmer and then turn down the heat to medium low for an hour or so, or until the dal gets creamy and fairly smooth.

The recipe emerged over a couple of years, and is, I’m pretty sure, a mis-match of north and south Indian cuisine.  I use a pick n’ choose method when developing my recipes, in concert with a high level of improvisation, so I can’t vouch for the perfection of the written down form here.  You all will have to use your tasting skills to get it to your liking.

If you’re the kind of cook who needs exact instructions, know this:  the key to getting your dishes as delicious as you want them to be is the adjustment of salt and acid levels.  For this dish, start with a smaller amount of salt and lemon juice and keep adding, stirring and tasting until you are happy. If you don’t taste as you cook, then I really can’t help you.  Sorry.

Also, depending on the level of heat you like, you can go with a hotter curry paste and more or less curry paste.  (I’m super embarrassed to admit that I use curry paste.  Sometimes I do actually take the time to make a paste of fresh ground spices, garlic and ginger, but more often than not I’m too pinched for time and not well-outfitted enough with all of the spices to make that happen.)

Ingredients:

1 medium bunch of cilantro
2 medium yellow onions
4 tomatoes
2 lemons
2 big spoonfuls of curry paste (I use Patak’s mild curry paste.  You can use a hotter paste if you prefer.
1 T. salt (adjust to taste)
2 16 oz. cans coconut milk
2 c. red lentils
2 c. yellow lentils
1 stick unsalted butter

1.     Wash and finely chop the stems only of the cilantro.  Set aside the leaves for the raita.
2.     Roughly chop onions and tomatoes.
3.     Juice lemons.
4.     Add onions, cilantro, tomatoes, curry paste, salt and coconut milk to crock pot.  Stir until curry paste and salt are dissolved into the coconut milk.
5.     Add lentils and enough water to nearly fill crock-pot.
6.     Place stick of butter on top of lentils to dissolve throughout cooking.
7.     Stir twice during cooking time, adding water if lentils get too thick or dry.
8.     Right before serving adjust salt level and add half of lemon juice.  Increase amount of lemon juice if needed.
9.     Serve with basmati rice, raita, and crispy brown onions.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

chronometric

christian asplund, jesse quebbeman-turley, & aaron mcmurray
christian always promises me that if i stick it out, it will be worth it.  i never want to stick it out.  but here i am, 12.03 a.m., listening to the last 11of the 70 tunes of the monkathon, and i'm getting his thing about transcending chronometric time through music.

dude's got some callouses
it's true.  it's happening right now.  in time.  i'm remembering now that last september in oklahoma at the love feast we heard two feldman pieces, each more than four hours.  i'm remembering a similar experience, where i really had no idea how much time had passed, and how at the end of the experience, i was a permanently changed person.

lula died her hair blue monk right before the salon, or rather, rennen died it for her, as you can see from the blue fingers against her white cup.
we just heard functional & friday the 13th, then bemsha swing.  it involved a kazoo.  the band is getting better with each song, and miraculously aaron the bass player's fingers aren't even bleeding.

it's been an incredible night.

listeners have been streaming in and out the whole time, with different audience configurations every fifteen or twenty minutes.

andi the bread artist and so much more made an appearance.  here we were fighting about who gets to be snow white and who gets to be the wicked queen.
julie, with your love of marathons, you're gonna dig this show next week in nyc.

(if you're in seattle or nyc next you can check it out in one of those cities.  here's a link to a little write-up on the project with details of the nyc/seattle shows.)

christian just played his favorite monk tune, crepescule with nellie.

steven ricks was awesome.
only the younger folks are left in the audience.  i'm the only old person here.

there's a great energy in the room.  loopy, loose, mellow with a backbone, and seriously,

every song is better than the last.

something is rising.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

saturday's void

farmer's market haul.  i'm making an eggplant stew for the locust salon on wednesday
i woke up with that all-too familiar fear of the bourgeoisie:  too many choices--what to do, what to wear, what to eat, how to spend the day.  i freaked out a little, worrying that i would somehow waste a precious day, but it turned out rather nicely.

1) primary series at 3 b yoga with gygi.  she's not my usual teacher, but she's great and it's always nice to work with a different teacher.

2) donuts from day's market & grocery shopping.  i haven't found donuts to rival top pot or mighty-o in seattle around these parts. still, it's something to do of a saturday morning.

3) farmer's market with lula.  we got about 25 pounds of organic locally-grown produce for 11 dollars.  including these absolutely divine cherry chocolate heirloom tomatoes.

saturday luncheon--salad of heirloom tomatoes, armenian cucumbers, lemon basil, sirloin strips and lemon


4) made a salad of market produce.

5) rehearsed cage's merce cunningham mesostics with christian for wednesday night's totally rad salon honoring john cage's 100th birthday.

6) went to salt lake h&m.  bought new dress for salon.  leopard.  & a few other things.  checked out the new city creek mall in downtown salt lake.

7) dinner at the tin angel.  i chose it because they serve tapas and a lot of small plates, which i love because you can try a lot of different things.  the espresso encrusted beef tenderloin with a port reduction sauce and gorgonzola was my favorite tapas, though the tenderloin was overcooked.  pretty much everything was a little overcooked, and some of the flavors were not balanced enough for  my taste, for example, a shrimp skewer wrapped in prosciutto was too heavy on the prosciutto so you didn't get the right mix of sweetish shrimp with a bit of prosciutto for contrast.  it was hard to taste anything but the prosciutto.  service was also meh, but that's normal for utah.  i can't think of any place in this entire state where i've had really great service.  but whatever.  it was fine-ish, and i'm a snob.  nice to know though, after a disappointing meal last saturday at mazza in salt lake, that we've got better restaurants here with communal, pizzeria 712, and black sheep cafe.

8) quick visit from eva.

9) bedtime snack of lula's unbelievably delicious kettle corn, with brown sugar and butter.

10)  watching dark passage with lauren bacall.

good night.


Wednesday, August 8, 2012

preparations: john cage 100

preparations


i don't know why i decided to attend the free concert of cage prepared piano pieces in the MOMA sculpture garden in the summer of '88.  

i had no one to go with, knew very little of cage or his music, and it was very hot out.  but i went anyway, heard this, and became a devoted fan.  and then attended the two other cage concerts in the sculpture garden series that summer.

i


i love the sound of prepared piano, and always hope that c. will have performances of his own very strong pieces with preparations.  alas, it's logistically difficult to program prepared piano music, so it's rare to hear it live.

right now i'm immersed in cage.  studying him for exams, studying him to enhance my inner work & spiritual practices, studying him as i prepare to teach again in the fall, and, (this is the best part) getting ready for a special 100th birthday celebration for cage on september 5th at the locust salon.

some really cool people have agreed to perform so far.

here are some of cage's ideas about teaching and studying that i'm thinking about as school preparations ensue:




john cage: some rules for students and teachers

RULE ONE: Find a place you trust, and then try trusting it for awhile.

RULE TWO: General duties of a student - pull everything out of your teacher; pull everything out of your fellow students.

RULE THREE: General duties of a teacher - pull everything out of your students.

RULE FOUR: Consider everything an experiment.

RULE FIVE: be self-disciplined - this means finding someone wise or smart and choosing to follow them. To be disciplined is to follow in a good way. To be self-disciplined is to follow in a better way.

RULE SIX: Nothing is a mistake. There's no win and no fail, there's only make.

RULE SEVEN: The only rule is work. If you work it will lead to something. It's the people who do all of the work all of the time who eventually catch on to things.

RULE EIGHT: Don't try to create and analyze at the same time. They're different processes.

RULE NINE: Be happy whenever you can manage it. Enjoy yourself. It's lighter than you think.

RULE TEN: "We're breaking all the rules. Even our own rules. And how do we do that? By leaving plenty of room for X quantities." (John Cage)

HINTS: Always be around. Come or go to everything. Always go to classes. Read anything you can get your hands on. Look at movies carefully, often. Save everything - it might come in handy later. 

Sunday, July 29, 2012

saturday summer swag


i finished grading a grueling set of midterms this morning, then


we rode the lift at sundance while eating portabello wraps & seven layer bars & root beer from the deli, then



we met ingrid at her fabulous job at outdoor adventure, then

we rode tubes down the provo river, a thunderstorm ahead and blue skies behind, and then



we came home to the locust salon where we heard t.j. borden, a cellist from buffalo and


christian


and steve and



saw some girls in dresses.

today was the first time in seven weeks that i totally, totally forgot to write my morning pages.  it kind of seemed like a good thing.

today was perfect summer,

perfect.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

game on: the locust salon

lalage performing at karnatic lab in amsterdam--with pre-show dutch yahoos & steven ricks

woke up this morning & cooked.

it felt good.

here's what i made:

lemon tart (from the chez panisse dessert cookbook given to me by me dear friend and kitchen mentor, the artist alice dubiel)

red lentil dal

cucumber raita

hummus & hand made pita

this is all in honor of tonight's locust salon.  i wanted to go all out because

c. has composed a set of the most beautiful bassas which he's playing tonight with drummer jesse quebbeman-turley & bassist zoe jorgenson,

our piano's tuned,

we have some new lalage sounds,

& it's spring time.

every change of season sends me to the kitchen to cook & the notebook for new poems.

that's my inspiration for today.

tonight's outfit is yet to be determined.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

burn/game on/what i did today

burned out on outfits--overwearing my striped t-shirt dress



 
not burned out on vegetgables--asparagus-potato salad with lemon cream dressing
 1. primary series yoga with russ.  c.'s back is better, so he's coming with me again.  (and julie, i know exactly how you feel! i admire that you practice at home.  i can't seem to do an unguided practice.)

2.  chorizo breakfast burrito at beto's after yoga then

3. to provo bakery to get donuts for kids. on the way home i found a lost crying toddler & rescued him.  he had escaped from his backyard without anyone noticing.

4. shopping for yogurt to make raita (i'm making dal for the salon/fireside tomorrow night).

5. practiced with c. for salon/fireside tomorrow night.  i'm approaching music practice more like yoga these days--trying not to think about the gap between where i am and where i want to be, how much better other people are, how different it feels today than yesterday.  musically staying on the mat, if you will.

6.  thought about making a lemon tart for tomorrow night using the huge bowl of lemons we brought back from arizona (c. and the kids picked them from my mom's neighbor's tree.)  didn't make tart because

7.  i suddenly got completely exhausted and burned out.  so

8.  i took a nap.  planned on waking up, doing laundry, cleaning out the kids drawers for spring/summer season but

9.  woke up still exhausted & binge-watched 5 episodes of restaurant impossible (that's what's on in the background of my picture.

10.  mustered enough energy to make dinner (pictured above) and eat with the family.  but still no game on, still feeling the burn, still no lemon tart.  what do you do when you get slammed with burn-out & you really need to get your game on?

legwear:  none

inspiration:  sucking at yoga & other stuff, but doing it anyway

looking forward: to shucking off burnout