Hey Jerems!

April 16th, 2020 § 1 comment § permalink

Sadly, HG/BSK’s son, Jeremy, will no longer hear that greeting from Adam Schlesinger, his lifelong best friend and virtual brother. For HG/BSK, Adam was a second son, watching him from birth to growing up on New York’s Upper West Side and Montclair, N.J. . From his earliest years, Adam was precociously musical. HG will not comment on Adam’s musical career. There have been numerous obituaries (from the New York Times to Rolling Stone) praising his contributions to popular music, movies, and the stage. The best critical analysis of Adam’s work was by Jody Rosen of the New Yorker. What HG can comment on is that Adam was brilliant and funny, a serious wit. It is very hard for HG and BSK to write or think about our second son without becoming tearful. However, we will never forget him. HG/BSK have a memorial grove on HG/BSK’s New Mexico property. There are three pine trees in the grove memorializing three remarkable people: HG’s sister, Beulah Naomi Freeman Katz, beloved by all whose lives she touched; BSK’s father, Roy Kent, a decorated bomber pilot in World War Two. A true war hero; BSK’s uncle, David Kent, a Canadian judge specializing in family and juvenile law. He focused his Christian beliefs on justice and mercy. When the pandemic allows, HG/BSK will plant another pine in the grove. In memory of Adam Schlesinger. Be assured the tree will get much sunshine and water.

Comforting Risotto

April 14th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

HG has often posted about the comforting virtues of risotto (see this POST for instructions on how to prepare). HG never orders risotto in American, Paris or London restaurants. The exception is Venice where risotto is good. (The best, although wildly expensive, is at Harry’s Bar). Risotto takes a long time to prepare (constant stirring after adding ladles of stock to rice). Obviously, the labor costs are extreme so flavors and textures suffer because of shortcuts. In Italy, making risotto (or polenta) is a job for men. HG follows that example. BSK is in charge of vegetable additions. In spring, it’s asparagus (last night BSK added perfect steamed asparagus which BSK, masked and rubber-gloved, bought at Whole Foods in the morning). In other seasons BSK adds peas or baby spinach. HG is very generous in adding butter and parmesan to the creamy rice. A robust red wine like Sicilian Nero d’ Avola is the best companion.

Hey New York, Please Get Healthy!

April 12th, 2020 § 0 comments § hookup spots near me

New York City is being devastated by the Corona Virus pandemic. HG’s heart goes out to all those who have lost family and friends or are suffering and sick. New York, one of the very great travel designations in the world, is defined by its restaurants, theater, music, dance, art, style, and sports. All of which have been severely affected by the Corona Virus quarantine. The economic ramifications for people that work in these industries have been dire. HG’s restaurateur daughter, Victoria, and chef/husband Marc Meyer have closed their four restaurants (Cookshop, Vic’s, Rosie’s, Shuka) and put the pre-pandemic Shukette on hold. Typical of Vicki and Marc, they are busy raising money via a meet singles online free for their employees who have been without paychecks for weeks. HG/BSK hopes restaurant workers are recognized by the city and state’s leaders when enacting government programs to confront this crisis. We can’t lose these dedicated workers who serve millions with skill, industry and humor.

Semi-Royalist

April 7th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

Unlike millions of people around the world, HG is not fascinated by English royalty. The other day, inadvertently, HG listened on CNN to Queen Elizabeth Two’s speech to her nation on the coronavirus pandemic. Surprisingly, HG was impressed. The Queen was rational, eloquent, reassuring. No medical information. She leaves that to the scientists. And, she looked great (though a few years older than HG). Regal and rather chic. For a while, HG was a semi royalist. Big contrast between her and the former TV reality host and would-be dictator. HG agrees with the St. Louis Post Dispatch editorial. TV media should stop broadcasting Der Trumperer’s “daily briefings. They provide no useful health information and are nothing but campaign speeches our taxes pay for.

More Busy BSK

April 4th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

HG forgot to mention, in a previous post, some additional BSK daily and weekly activities — HG heath: BSK monitors HG’s high blood pressure with frequent testing. BSK changes the batteries in HG’s hearing aids to ease HG’s balance and amplify conversation. Pool house: BSK keeps the pool’s water level at the appropriate depth and runs the fan at timely intervals to prevent undue condensation and resultant mold. BSK also waters the plants in the pool house. Sweeps up all debris and cleans pool-house bathroom and changing room. Night: BSK does the major part of after-dinner cleanup including scrubbing pots, etc. And this is after cooking and serving a splendid dinner. Following the cleanup, BSK finally relaxes while watching Netflix (current favorite is the “Longmire” series.) However, BSK’s tasks are not over. Rain, snow or cold, BSK is off outdoors with Toby, The Wonder Dog, for his before bedtime walk. Finally, BSK goes to sleep in a bed where BSK changes the sheets, pillowcases, etc. every Sunday.

Busy BSK

March 30th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

BSK got up early to let Toby, The Wonder Dog, out for his morning functions. (Toby woke up early bird BSK by jumping on HG/BSK’s bed and licking BSK’s face. Drowsy HG awoke at 10:30). After feeding Toby, BSK made a big thermos of coffee (enough for BSK and late riser HG). Today, BSK breakfasted on scrambled eggs while reading the latest news on the internet. Next: Laid out a dozen vitamins and medicinals for HG (HG gets much health attention from BSK). Next: Gathered and then tossed laundry in the washing machine and later removed and folded the contents of the dryer. Next: Watered the gardens and spread some compost. Next: Into the BSK studio to check financials, read the NY Times online, pay some bills, read family communications. (Ah, that magic internet). Next: Into the beautiful wine room (Designed and decorated by BSK) to check red wine supply. Running low. Next: Called nearby wine shop, Kokoman, and ordered a well-priced Italian Nero D’ Avola. Taking all of the necessary precautions, BSK drove and picked up the good stuff. Next: Back to studio and yoga mat for online yoga. (Naughty Toby has the habit of jumping on prone BSK). Next: Unkempt HG had a studio makeover from BSK. First, a manicure (no nail polish). Then, a beard trim. Finally, using only clippers, BSK gave HG a haircut. The result of these activities was a neat, handsome old fellow. Next: Forgiving Toby bad yoga behavior, BSK took The Wonder Dog for a long, invigorating walk. Next: Into HG/BSK’s warm indoor lap pool for light weight exercises and a swim. (HG follows for exercise and swim). Next: While HG swims, BSK dries BSK’s hair and body before sipping a white wine spritz. Next: Preparing and cooking a splendid dinner. Tonight, HG anticipates a dinner of lamb kefta, quinoa, roasted tomatoes, fried onions and yogurt sauce (HG is writing this as BSK paddles in the pool). In conclusion: BSK is a beautiful energy machine. BSK makes art—glorious pottery that enhances HG/BSK’s home (plus the homes of others). BSK is not only a talented and versatile artist, BSK does all of the mundane household tasks and does them with style.With good grace, BSK allows HG to revel in deep thoughts and serene contemplation. Yes, HG has a glorious New Mexico life. Without BSK, HG would only be a memory. The country song was written for BSK: “What My Woman Can’t Do, Can’t Be Done.”

HG Misses Restaurants

March 29th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

Yes, self-isolation has its rewards (as HG has pointed out in previous posts). However. HG misses the food and ambiance (not to mention the normalcy!) of HG’s familiar, casual restaurants in HG/BSK’s New Mexico neighborhood. El Parasol, Sopaipilla Factory, La Mesita are all closed. As noted many times, El Parasol’s green chili menudo has been HG’s lunch favorite. For breakfast or brunch, HG has favored the cheese enchiladas smothered in green and red chili sauce (Christmas style) at Sopaipilla Factory. Topped with two sunny-side up fried eggs and accompanied by warm, freshly made sopaipillas with honey, this is lusty New Mexican cuisine at its best. La Mesita is where HG/BSK went for a down-home dinner: Fried chicken with home fries or French fries (HG has sometimes chosen mac and cheese). In Santa Fe, HG’s lunch spot is Saigon Cafe and its huge bowls of steaming pho. Sazon has been for special occasions. Very creative Mexican cooking with outstanding moles. HG/BSK avoid the hyper marked-up wine list and drink ale at Sazon.

Comfort

March 26th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

These are terrible times. They are filled with concerns about the health of friends and family. And, worry for those loved ones who are hospitalized with coronavirus or battling the disease at home. HG/BSK are heeding the warning from New Mexico’s Governor: “Stay at home !!”. Much to comfort HG/BSK in self-imposed isolation. Playing with Toby, The Wonder Dog. Admiring the record growth of daffodils and hyacinths in HG/BSK’s garden (tulips will bloom in a few days). Listening to lots of Bach and Mozart as interpreted by Yo Yo Ma, Jascha Heifetz, Pierre Fournier. Swimming and exercising in the pool house (lap pool is a comfy 89 degrees). BSK working in the pottery/painting studio (pausing for online yoga). Walking HG/BSK’s five acres of meadows and orchards. Reading (always a solace). For HG, a stronger cocktail before dinner and more bourbon after dining. BSK drinks more wine than usual. Comfort food: Congee, BSK’s made-from-scratch black bean soup (super); asparagus risotto; vegetable pastas; brined pork chops; chicken in Korean sauce; red lentil soup; pho variation. HG/BSK met in March 1963 (married in July of that year). A 57th anniversary looms. Still together and full of love. That’s true comfort.

Hungry Gerald Followers

March 25th, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

HG’s post “Bronx Slavery” used some information garnered from a book about The Bronx’s Grand Concourse by Constance Rosenblum (NYU Press, 2009). If you share HG’s fondness for Bronx history, good and bad, you will find this book invaluable. Yankee Stadium, Loew’s Paradise, Ascot Theater, Lewis Morris building, Arthur Kober, art deco, Roosevelt Gardens, Andrew Freedman home, Concourse Plaza Hotel, CO-OP City, Kingsbridge Armory, Bronx Park, Poe Park and more, very much more, are some of the topics covered. Buy it and enjoy. Nostalgia for older folk and insightful urban history for the younger generations. For HG: Bittersweet memories.

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Bronx Slavery and Mom.

March 23rd, 2020 § 0 comments § permalink

“The Bronx Slave Market.” That’s what African-American journalists called it when they called the issue to public attention. A shameful period in Bronx history. During The Great Depression of the 1930’s and ending with the USA’s entry into World War Two (brief rebirth from 1947 to 1950), “Bronx Slavery” was a disgraceful fixture in the Jewish neighborhoods of the West Bronx. With unemployment disproportionately high in Harlem (and other African-American enclaves), African-American women would line up on Bronx street corners to be hired by Jewish women for a day’s housework. Top pay was 75 cents an hour (went down to a low of ten cents an hour). Many of the workers were viciously exploited and cheated. Marvel Cooke, an African-American journalist, went undercover to line up with the day workers in 1935 and wrote a fiery article about it in the magazine, “Crisis.” Harlem photographer Robert H. McNeill photographed the Bronx “slaves” as they waited for a job on a bitingly cold day. There were many outcries about the injustice from left-wing whites and African-American activists. But, the “slavery” continued. In 1939, ten-year-old HG was old enough to hate the “slavery” and tried, to no avail, to arouse HG’s friends and classmates to action. That year, there were five in HG’s family living at home: HG, Mother and Father; late sister Beulah Naomi (working during the day and attending CCNY at night); late elder brother Bernard (studying to get his optometry degree at Columbia University). So, lots of work for Mom including hand scrubbing and clothesline drying of laundry. Bernard insisted that Mom hire a Bronx “slave” for a day. The family protested but Bernard insisted. Mom was a socialist (liked Trotsky, hated Stalin), a militant trade unionist (friends had died in the Triangle Shirtwaist fire). Finally, Mom gave in and hired a worker. But, first, Mom cleaned the house (“Don’t want her to think I keep a dirty house”). The dignified African-American woman arrived and polished “company” silverware and washed a light load of shirts and table cloths. Worked a few hours. Mom made her sit down and have a lavish lunch of tuna salad, lettuce, tomatoes and scallions plus rugelach for dessert. Mom paid her five dollars and emptied much of the refrigerator and pantry for the woman to take home “For the kinder (children)”. That was it. Never repeated. One “shandeh” (shame) was enough.