Friday, August 18, 2017

Suppose it were Friday cxxxvii: motive's feast

Handle the ground beef as briefly
as possible - in other words, 
don't knead the meat - because o-
verhandling changes its texture,
moistness, and flavor. Shape the
meat firmly into a uniform patty
about one and a half inches thick.

Brush both sides with olive oil
and sprinkle with salt and pepper.
Brush the grill lightly with olive
oil, and grill over a medium flame
about 5 to 6 minutes on each side
for medium rare.

Add dried thyme to 1/4 cup olive
oil and brush the ciabatta, tomato,
and onion slices, each 1/2 inch
thick, with the thyme oil. Salt
and pepper the onion and tomato;
grill all lightly on both sides.

This is Michael Lomonaco's take
on the hamburger that made '21'
famous, before his own years as
Chef at this power trough on the
near-West Side of Manhattan. With
the place's impossibly rich chick-
en hash, this open-faced concoc-
sion underwrote social standings
for visitors from all over America,
not for being especially witty, but
for being prohibitively expensive.

Yet it kept alive a gastronomic ac-
cident which has fueled prolific
invention ever since, and shows no
sign of withering in cachet. After
meetings of ACT UP each week, the
present writer would repair to the
bar at Jeremiah Tower's version of
'21,' for his superlatively simple
hamburger with a jigger of pepper
vodka. A pleasure denied is resis-
tance without a cause. This is why
repression can always be beaten.

Michael Lomonaco
The '21' Cookbook
  Recipes and Lore from
  New York's Fabled Res-
Doubleday, 1995©

Jeremiah Tower
Jeremiah Tower Cooks
  250 Recipes from an
  American Master
Stewart, Tabori & Chang, 2002©

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Summer negatives

                   A man, of no particular interest,
                   in seeing civilization inherited, 
                   can ill be trusted to see that it

ii  Ernst Haas

iv  Josef Sudek

Friday, August 11, 2017

He's come alive

     Who can forget Michael Corleone's
     pride, promising his father that
     he'd be able to handle the blood-
     bath they had planned when he took
     power, that 3-year-old Anthony is
     already reading the funny papers?
     But even he does not rest his case
     on the oxymoron, military solutions.

     We'll get there, Pop.
     We'll get there.

Francis Ford Coppola
Mario Puzo and
  Francis Ford Coppola
The Godfather
Paramount, 1972©

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Exhausted stars

The columnist David Brooks confided to his nearest and dearest hundred thousand in The Times (NY) today, that he has joined that cadre of seers whose spirit is drained of respect at last, for the task of resisting the new government. Much better, he avers, to turn one's specula-tions on the likely extent of the wreckage as its eventual legacy; and, far from expecting any restorations, to build the new expression of a national value system, from what one may find.

I hope one joins the field of gravity in the Letters, excusing him from further illuminations.

Cy Twombly
Note 1

Otto Lotz

Monday, August 7, 2017

Expected somewhere?

Let us strive together to part
with time more reluctantly, to
watch the pinions of the fleet-
ing moment until they are dim
in the distance & the new com-
ing moment claims our attention.

Emily Dickinson
8 September 1846

Peter Shear

Josh Olins
Tim Schuhmacher

Sunday, August 6, 2017

A story of force without power

Almost every day, under their new government,
Americans have awakened to a farrago of bar-
stool braggadocio of the next momentous res-
toration of their birthright to domination,
in the personification he offers, of their
triumphal embodiment. White racialist joy.

There is no good literature of power, which 
ever so depended on a resort to force. Now
they see an infant with his rattle, offering
force persistently, without access to power.
All he holds is an office. How pathetic for
him, it's but one of several in a republic.

And of the rats, these days, hippety-hopping
about that barque: so many, with such hopes.
So many, striving to preserve the illusions
that produced him, in presentable behavior.
Yet we have seen a literature of power with-
out force, and wonder, who'll defend that?

Herbert List
Temple of Poseidon
Cape Sounion

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Saturday commute cxliv: August air

. .

but everything convulses under the silver tent of Spain
the dark
        the dry
               the shark-bite sand-colored mouth
of Europa, the raped and swarthy goddess of speed! o Spain
to be in your arms again
                        and the dung-bright olives
bluely smiling at the quivering angulas 
                                against the wall of mind

where the silver turns
against the railroad tracks
                           and breath goes down
and down and down
                 into the cool moonlight
where the hotel room is on wheels
and there all buttocks are black and blue
is the color of the streets and sacks of beer
where dopes lead horses with a knight on each

         do you care if the rotunda is sparrows
caught behind the arras of distaste and sorrow
                                              did you
                  wait, wait very long
                  or was it simply dark and you standing there

   I saw the end of a very long tale
   being delivered in the Rastro on Sunday morning
   and you were crying, and I was crying right away too

all Retiro confided in us
in those betrayals
                  we never meant but had to do, the leaves
           the foolish boats like High School
                                  before the Alhambra
                            before the echo of your voice
I have done other things but never against you

           now I am going home
           I am watering the park for Violetera
           I am cherishing the black and white of your love

Frank O'Hara
The Collected Poems
  of Frank O'Hara
August, 1961

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Origins of Wednesday lvi: Huzzah for the old bloody shirt

No sooner does the Presidency
resume speaking with the Jus-
tice Department than the long
arm of the law launches a new
crusade for white boys, dream
children of reaction to affir-
native action since the '70s.

But, to be fair, has any cru-
sade ever had another client?

How many generations of casu-
istry any People could endure
(without genetically altering
itself forever) is a question
about to undergo another squa-
lid update, for light reading
by Betsy De Vos at Mar-a-Lago
between seigneurial servicing.

Noah Lajer