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I’m holding in my hand the last bottle of $26 Woodford from Shaws. Tonight after I bought it, they must have realized their mistake and jacked the price back up to $31.99. Boston folks, it was good while it lasted.
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Rice Krispy Treats.
So I saw a photo on my cousin Peter’s facebook page and it was like remembering that Christmas existed. 20 minutes later, I’ve been to the store and back. And now I’ve got RKTs. Seriously, it’s about rediscovering the little joys. You should make ‘em tonight.
3+ T butter 1 bag mini marshmallows 6 C Rice Krispys
Melt the butter on low heat, then stir in the marhmallows until melted. Remove from heat and add the Krispys. Then press ‘em into a pan with a buttered spatula (this part really works).
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I myself’ve run into Ronen on the street in New York on more than one occasion.I just ran into Ronen V randomly on the street in midtown. I think he owns this city.
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Tomatoes at Le Bon Marché
If I can be honest with you (and really, lets be honest), If I was going to buy tomatoes, I’d like to buy them ALL — for the rest of my life — from the Bon Marché’s Grande Épicerie.
I mean, look at that. Yikes. I’ve seen misting at grocery stores, but these seem to be covered in a perpetual nimbostratus cloud.
I guess they look so good that it’s common practice to snap a picture. This is the only one I got before le petit Frenchman asked me to stop.
Silly Americans, always taking pictures of the food. Et merde.
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Music Monday: The Baker Brothers - Don’t Turn Your Back On Me
Around the time I did the score for Brick, I was living in a beautiful little apartment on the coast of Bournemouth and right in the midst of a thriving weird little music scene. It felt like the social life in town revolved around a little cafe called Blu. During the day they served the best grilled Halloumi salad I’ve ever eaten. During the night they turned into a full-fledged, dancing-on-the-tables, beer-on-the-floor, clothes-on-the-benches party.
My wonderful friend Chris Pedley (seen stateside as the bassist during the autumn Annasthesia tour and as the upright bassist for the Brick score) and his band The Baker Brothers were the driving force behind those nights, and when Chris asked me to do the lyrics for a new song they were working on, I jumped at it. So, out came this tune.
I had just spent a lot of time in Williamsburg finishing the Annasthesia record and my imagination was fresh with images of getting of the L train at Bedford so I loosely wrote the words around that feeling. A bit of New York by way of the Baker Brothers self-described country bumpkin dirty funk jam.
The track here is from a live album recorded at the Jazz Cafe in London a long while later, so it sounds quite a bit slicker (find the original here featuring Chris Mears on the chorus), but I still haven’t been to a party in London (or New York, for that matter) that rivals the vibe of The Baker Brothers at Cafe Blu.
