First 2008 Gourmet Club Meal

Saturday night was our first gourmet club meal of the 2008 season. This year, our 17th, it was our turn to be first and we only had about 3 weeks time to get things decided from when we assigned dates to everyone. Sometimes this can be difficult but the nice part is your turn is out of the way and you can coast for the rest of the year.

The Gourmets - 2008

The Gourmets – Doug Beach, Lynne Carlson, John and Sue Hawn,
Karen Thorpe, Terri and Steve Howes, and Butchie Boy (Robert Thorpe)

The Menu

The Menu and Wine List

Here is how our table looked…

Table setting

The Presentation

Bloody Mary Soup Shots with Shrimp and Pickled Vegetables Mediterranean Salad with Oranges and Olives

Potato Gratin with Porcini Mushrooms and Mascarpone Cheese Sauteed Brussels Sprouts with Lemon and Pistachios

Dukkah-Crusted Lamb Chops with Pomegranate Molasses, Potatoes Gratin, and Brussels Sprouts

Chocolate Panna Cotta Layer Cake

When we made this cake we needed to have two spring-form pans for the cake part. We only have one so we borrowed others from the gourmets. Try as we may, all the spring-form pans were of different sizes. So we made the bottom layer a little larger and the top layer tiered in a little. We compensated by filling in the gap with the pudding topping. We kept the cake well chilled and I applied the whipped cream florets and raspberries and put it by to stay cold. It still started to warm and shortly after this picture was taken, about an eighth of the top egde slumped to the plate below. At least I got a picture in all its beauty.

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Old Family Friends, Childhood Boredom and Where That Leads

When I was in elementary school we lived on Merle Hay Road in Des Moines. My folks had a couple of friends that lived across the street from us, Margaret and Everett Brafford. I only just remember when they lived there because probably sometime in the mid-50s they moved farther out Merle Hay Road to a farm a little north of Johnston by Camp Dodge. We used to go visit them from time to time. Sometimes it would be for supper, maybe it was just an evening’s visit.

Lisa Thorpe, Margaret and Everett Brafford, Paddy and Ray Thorpe, c. 1962

They had some kids. I was the oldest child in our family. Their youngest child, Carol Anne, was a few years older than me and not particularly interested in interacting with me. I had better luck with her older brother Wayne but he was a teenager (or older maybe) and I was only 9 or 10. I remember having a contest with him at dinner one time to see who could eat the most and I won, but I’m sure he let me. There were a couple of other kids, Norman and Charlene but they were much older and don’t play a part in this memoir.

We would go to visit and basically, they had nothing for us to do and it was pretty boring. But they did have two things that made the time crawl by instead of flat out stand still. They were Russian nesting dolls and shredded wheat.

I’ve loved nesting dolls since I was introduced to them at the Brafford’s. When I grew up and got married I vowed that I would have some. At the first opportunity we bought a set. They have all kinds now. I have seen a kind of 60’s vintage set with pretty girls on it and a set with Yeltsen, Breznev, Khrustchev, Stalin and others back to Lenin (or maybe it was Czar Nicholas, but I think Lenin). But the best is the Russian peasant woman sort. Here are mine…

Russian Nesting Dolls

I don’t remember exactly when we got our set but I think our kids were still little. [pipe in here kids] I have introduced them to our grandkids too. Rachel has spent a good deal of time with them. I think Ben is too young yet, and I think Wyatt wasn’t too interested in them, but maybe I’m wrong there.

The other thing the Braffords had was shredded wheat. I personally happened to like shredded wheat which probably got the number of kids in America who liked it up to 2 total. But it wasn’t just the taste of the shredded wheat that was the attraction. No, it was their packaging. Now by shredded wheat I mean Nabisco Shredded Wheat. In olden times regular shredded wheat came in “loaves”. I don’t know if the loaves have an official name but they were about the size of a bar of soap. Nabisco packed them in layers. Three or four “loaves” were laid flat in the bottom of the box, no waxed paper or plastic or celophane or anything wrapped around them, just the product. Then they would put in a cardboard divider layer, another layer of loaves, a cardboard divider, and finally the top layer of shredded wheat. I’m not exactly sure about how many were in a layer or how many layers there were but you get the idea.

Here is the great part. On the back of the box they would print a TV set or a stage proscenium. You would cut out the opening. On the divider pieces they would print finger puppets. You would cut them out, put them on your fingers, and while sticking your hands up into the box from the bottom you could dramatize little make believe stories. Always good for an hour or two. I think I remember a circus and I did find an example on the internet of one the sets but it was cowboys and indians.

A Typical Shredded Wheat Box

The Theater on the Back of the Box

Shredded Wheat Divider Puppets

Margaret didn’t like me very much and was pretty mean to me whenever she got a chance. I don’t think she did it when the folks were around but there was no love lost between her and me. Everett was a peach however. Always cheerful, always kind. I am honored that I got to be a pall bearer at his funeral along with another neighbor from Merle Hay Road and a distant relative of their family, Billie Lefler.

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Ben Visits

Ben came to visit us this weekend. Lance dropped him off late Saturday morning then drove on to Mount Vernon to leave Rachel with her other grandparents. It was pretty close to his nap time so he went to sleep shortly after he got here and Grandpa had to keep him company during the time he was asleep. I’m not sure how much supervising was done but there were a lot of ZZZZZZZZs coming out of the bedroom.

Then we had a chance to run some errands. That went over pretty well but Ben disagreed with our thoughts that he ought to have the strap buckled when he was in the shopping card. What a trooper. When we got home he had some time for playing with his legos and reading stories.

Ben and legos
Ben constructs a legos masterpiece

You can’t underestimate how important the tongue is to ingenious legos construction.

More high rise work

All through this, we were having sessions of story time. Good Night Moon, Little Quack, and the Wide-Mouthed Frog. Here Karen reads from Charley Monkey. You can always tell when Ben is having a look at this book because the lion page has an electronic chip that makes it sound like flies are buzzing around.

Charley Monkey

Next morning, just before we took him home we got the sled out and tried the back hill. Despite what looks like a certain crash, Karen managed to lean enough to miss the tree. Everything was going fine till Ben got snow on his hands. He wanted to continue sledding but he wanted to go into the house and get his hands warm. The hands won.

Sledding on the back hill. Watch out for that tree!

We packed him up and drove to Mount Vernon to pick up Rachel. We safely delivered the pair shortly after noon.

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Group Photos of Family and Friends

I’m getting pictures from you of your families. Here are ones that have been sent to me so far:

My Auntie Barbara’s Family

Butler Family
Left to right: Frank (a friend of ours from Scotland), Andy (rebecca’s boyfriend), Rebecca, Thomas, Julie, Eileen (Frank’s wife), Amy, Hannah, Doreen (Anne’s mother), Anne (Andrew’s wife), Laura, Barbara, Colin and Andrew. Jennie and Peter not shown.

Our Friends John and Sue Hawn’s Family

Hawn Family
Clockwise from baby, Ava, Matt, Andrea, Nancy, James, Kensey (James’ girlfriend), Aaron, John, Sue, Ben, Nick.

I’m still waiting to hear from the rest of you. I really do want you to send me a picture of your family.

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Call of Dudy

Last Sunday I had the chance to see something you don’t get to see too often, a concert and documentary about the Czech bagpipes that they call the Dudy. We have the National Czech Museum right here in Cedar Rapids and the group was on a tour of Midwest Czech communities promoting the film. These pipes are a lot like the Scottish smallpipes and also similar to the Northumbrian small pipes, although they are a little simpler functionally. Decoratively, they hold their own however.

Czech Dudy made by Pavel Cip

The concert consisted of the piper, Michael Cvach and his partner, Alice Janatova, Cvach playing the dudy and Alice accompanying on the violin. Occasionally she would put the violin down and do a folk dance to the tune. Both of them sang along with the music from time to time. In the middle, a screening of the documentary about the annual international bagpipe festival in the Czech Republic was shown. The show concluded with more of the concert. Now and then Alice would let out a very high pitched squeal. It was surprising at first. In the question and answer period she was asked about it and said it didn’t mean anything, it was just an expression of fun and was pretty standard in this type of music.

After the show I got a minute to talk to Cvach about the construction of the pipes which was particularly interesting to me.

The Cedar Rapids Gazette photographed portions of the event and put it up on YouTube. There are a couple of places in this clip where Alice’s squeal is captured so for those of you who are not faint of heart, here is a link to the video…

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Family Portraits

When I sent out the picture of the family on New Year’s Day, I got a nice email reply from my cousin Michael’s wife Sasha. She sent me a picture of their family. Here it is…

Michael and Sasha Bellamy Family
Warwick (Eva’s boyfriend) and Eva, Milo, Zosia, Michael, and Sasha Bellamy.

It was great getting it.

So here is my challenge to all of you on this list. Send me a portrait of your family and I will post them here too. This includes the friends who receive this as well as the relatives and yes, I mean each and every one of you. I will put them up as I get them.

Butch

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Caucus Night

Barack Obama, John Edwards, and Hillary Clinton

We never dreamed this night would finally arrive. After a year of constant bombardment the end has come. It is an evil portent of what it will be like next time. We Iowans joke that we never decide who to vote for till we have had each of the Presidential candidates over for dinner at least 3 times. For the last month, all the commercials around the newscasts have been political. “I am Barack Obama and I have approved this message”. The worst is the phone calls. Towards the end we were getting in excess of 20 calls a day. The good part is that we have “caller ID” and you can tell which are the political calls which we never answer. The bad is that sometimes they leave taped messages on the phone and you have to listen to the drone till you can get to the answering machine and stop it.

After seeing the hopefuls last year (documented in this blog) we liked them all and would be happy to vote for even the worst one against any Republican. So to pick one was very difficult. Each has their own appeal but in the end, we felt that Edwards was the best pick.

In the caucus process the participants gather in groups for the candidate they support. To go on in the process, a candidate must be viable, which means they have to have at least 15% of the people attending. In our caucus that meant 44 people. Those participants that don’t have enough supporters to make their candidate viable can realign themselves with another candidate or group together to form a viable “undecided” group. The undecided option didn’t happen at our precinct. For us, everyone was eliminated except Obama, Edwards, and Clinton. In the end, we will be sending 10 delegates to the county convention; probably 4 for Obama and 3 each for Edwards and Clinton.

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Movie Reviews – December 2007

Here is what we saw:

Title Made Saw Rating
Letters From Iwo Jima 2007 12/2/07 3
Beowulf 3D 2007 12/2/07 3
The Painted Veil 2006 12/5/07 3
The Last King of Scotland 2006 12/6/07 3
Arthur and the Invisibles 2006 12/9/07 3
Beowulf and the Anglo-Saxons 2006 12/16/07 2
Rocketbook: Beowulf 2007 12/19/07 2
Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story 2005 12/20/07 2
Bridge to Terabithia 2007 12//07 3
The Water Horse 2007 12/25/07 3
Ushpizin 2005 12/31/07 3

Here are my reviews:

Letters From Iwo Jima

This movie is a companion piece to Flags of Our Fathers which I reviewed last month. It is the story of the battle for Iwo Jima from the Japanese point of view and is told by the soldiers in their letters home. There are specific scenes in this movie that correspond to ones in Flags of Our Fathers. Sometimes the connection is subtle so you have to watch carefully. I would recommend that the two movies be seen back to back, like I did. What a dismal place for these people, both our side and theirs.

Netflix – 3 stars

Beowulf 3D

This is the second Beowulf movie I have seen in 2 weeks. I may try to see others. In between these movies I read the Seamus Heaney translation of the epic poem so I was pretty well up on the story line. Both of them followed the story pretty well but took a lot of liberties in the interpretation. This movie was animated and in 3D. The technology just gets better and better but it is still not completely lifelike. It was kind of a cross between a video game and Shrek. One thing the animation allowed was scenes that simply could not be filmed. On the journey to the land of the Danes the ship rides up and crashes down in the swells of the stormy seas in 3D. And of course, how could you do live action of monsters and dragons. I don’t know why they think they need to fiddle with the story line. In this movie they made Beowulf king of the Danes instead of king of the Geats. Why? I suppose it was so they could keep certain characters, Angelina Jolie’s for instance. The look of this movie was pretty good. Authentic. There were some slips like stone castles. Both of these movies had scenes where epic poems were being recited in the mead hall. I think they may have actually been the old English poem being recited. I might have given this a 4 if they hadn’t fiddled the plot as much as they did.

Theater – 3 stars

The Painted Veil

Set in 1925, a spoiled society girl marries a doctor who does bacteriology research. Not long after, she enters into an affair with a womanizer which the husband discovers. The husband says he is going to China to help with a cholera epidemic and she can come too or he will divorce her and name the womanizer as her lover. She says she will not go but when she talks to her lover she discovers she means nothing to him and he has no intention of leaving his wife. She goes to China and is leading a miserable life until she starts working at the convent hospital where her husband is doing his research. They eventually fall in love again but tragedy strikes at the end. The scenery in China is just beautiful and being set in 1925 makes the look of the movie interesting, but I didn’t feel any attachment to any of the characters. This is a low 3.

Netflix – 3 stars

The Last King of Scotland

A fun loving young Scottish doctor is out for adventure and escape from home after he graduates in the early 1970’s. He arbitrarily picks Uganda as a destination. Working in a remote clinic where his help is very valuable he runs into the new president, Idi Amin. Amin invites him to the capitol and makes him his personal physician. His behavior is fairly reckless and you know bad things are coming. [spoiler] As Amin becomes more and more despotic, the doctor’s personal situation becomes more and more grave. Finally, Amin turns on him and in the confusion of the Entebbe hostage situation our hero barely escapes. I don’t particulary care for movies like this. The tension drives me nuts. You say to yourself about the characters, “How can you be so stupid?” Low 3.

Netflix – 3 stars

Arthur and the Invisibles

This animated/live action movie is about a boy who lives with his grandma. His parents are in the city looking for work. The mortgage is due. If only they could find the missing rubies hidden somewhere on the property. His grandpa disappeared a while back to go look for them. The boy discovers his grandpa’s journals and learns the back yard is populated by teeny tiny people 1/4 inch tall, the Invisibles. The boy learns the secret of shrinking himself and goes to the miniature world in search of his grandpa and the rubies. On his quest he runs into the princess and her younger brother and has many adventures with oversized everything, ants, caterpillers, flowers and amazingly, soda straws. He ends up at the evil king of the seventh kingdom’s place just in time to save the day, find the hiding place of the rubies and rescure his grandpa. This movie couldn’t hold Karen’s interest but I thought it was OK. The animation had an appealing style and the story line was ok in a fairytale sort of way.

Netflix – 3 stars

Beowulf and the Anglo-Saxons / Rocketbook: Beowulf

Once I got on the Beowulf kick, I couldn’t help myself. I checked out all things Beowulf except the Christopher Lambert version. Someone told me it was good, by the way. Well I got these two and a mistake it was. They are extremely boring. They are meant to be documentary type films that give the student a deeper understanding of the poems and the times the characters lived in. The first one, Beowulf and the Anglo-Saxons, was a little better. It had a group of reenactors who populate an Anglo-Saxon village. Informative, but a snooze. The second one, Rocketbook: Beowulf, is like a video Cliff Notes. For each of the 6 or 7 sections of the poem they give a plot summary, an analysis, and a quiz. The summary is ok. The analysis was not particularly good or accurate and the quiz was so easy it was a laugh. The illustrations were cartoons of the characters and not even animated.

Netflix – 2 stars

Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story

What a muddled mess. The plot is a movie within a movie. The production company is shooting Tristram Shandy. The action switches back and forth between the story line of the movie and the antics on the set. It’s a lot like the French Lieutenant’s Woman but about 5% as good. By the end you are completely confused and wonder why anyone even bothered to make this film. Gillian Anderson and David Frye should be ashamed they even participated in this clunker.

Netflix – 2 stars

Bridge to Terabithia

I will review this one next month. I checked out two versions of the movie and will compare them when I have seen them both.

Netflix – 3 stars

The Water Horse

A lonely boy, Angus MacMorrow, finds an egg which hatches and turns out to be a water horse. This being the Loch Ness Monster. Set in WWII, the father has been lost at sea for over a year and a British army unit is billeted at the estate where Angus’s mother is the head housekeeper. Also showing up at the same time as the troops is the new handiman. Efforts to hide the creature that is hiding in the bathtub and toilet are to no avail and they have to release it into the loch. The army captain who has taken a shine to the mother starts making life hell for Angus by giving him jobs to instill some discipline when Angus needs every spare moment to deal with the water horse. The soldiers start some heavy artillary practice which maddens the monster and when he is mistaken for a German submarine, the fun really begins. The movie couldn’t have anything but a happy ending, but you are left wondering about the biology of the whole business; see the movie to understand what I mean.

Theater – 3 stars

Ushpizin

Moshe and Mila are an orthodox Jewish couple living in Jerusalem. He’s a poor rabbi and they can barely make ends meet. The Succoth holiday is upon them and they can’t build their shelter or stock it. The miracle they are desparately praying for arrives in the form of $1000 gift and a shelter their friend has stolen unbeknownst to them. But some of Moshe’s old friends arrive and serve as the ushpizins, honored guests. Only problem, they are escaped convicts that Moshe knows from his less law abiding early days. The friends turn the whole business up side down and make trouble for Moshe. This is a movie you just won’t see every day. I’m sure it was shot in Jerusalem and when do you see orthodox Jews unless they are diamond merchants in a caper flick? This is a small, light hearted movie with subtitles but you will be happy you’ve seen it by the end.

Netflix – 3 stars

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Happy New Year

Like last year, my first entry for the year features our traditional holiday family portrait. We took about 20 shots and realized that the ASA setting was too low so many of the shots were a little blurry or had shallow depth of field. We made some adjustments to the camera and shot about 20 more. The picture you see below is one shot, complete unto itself. In previous years we have had to PhotoShop in someone’s head from a different picture because their eyes were closed.

2007 Christmas Portrait
Left to right: Zach, Wendy, Wyatt, Butch, Lance, Rachel, Ben, Karen, and Cherise

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Christmas 2007

This will be a quick entry. It’s more of a wrap up that anything of any real substance. We had a great holiday that was extremely well documented in Wendy’s blog “Our Boy Wyatt” so I don’t see much point of duplicating it here. Especially since many of you subscribe to that blog too.

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