HUNGRY GERALD

Bruce Maguire and his lovely companion, Tracy Parsons, visited HG/BSK some days ago (Read the post about that happy occasion).  And, on Sunday another jolly reunion. Donald Kitchen and enchanting wife, Susan, arrived at HG/BSK’s Central Falls, RI. for a luncheon get together. Donald was a Gerald Freeman, Inc. (name changed to Freeman Public Relations) trainee after he spent some years in the Middle East. A Columbia U. dean (friend of HG’s) recommended him. A happy hire. A brilliant, engaging fellow. He became a partner when HG sold the company to his executives. Donald soon left and founded his own PR firm in Manhattan. (married Susan at that time). As anticipated, the company was super successful before he sold it to his employees and went on to pursue other interests. These included a trip around the world on his seagoing sailboat (he is a world class sailor). On land (his home is in Rochester, NY) he made elegant classic furniture and he and Susan tended sugar maple trees (don’t know where the grove is–upper New York State or elsewhere). Don is a true Renaissance man. BSK’s luncheon was much enjoyed–whitefish salad, halibut salad, BSK’s “Green Soup” (recipe promised); ginger snap cookies and coffee. Spirited conversation and memories. Coincidentally, Don and Susan brought a gift of smoked salmon and whitefish salad. Obviously, we  have similar tastes. Don and Susan are avid cyclists and have had long journeys on their bikes (both are very fit and trim). In June they will be cycling in Nova  Scotia. Luckily, they will ferry to Prince Edward Island and check in with summering HG/BSK. Seafood and joy await before they bike the Island.

Heinrich Heine was one of the greatest German poets and writers. He was Jewish and quotable–“That was but a prelude. Where they burn books, they will ultimately burn people as well” is among the most famous. On a lighter note, after eating a meal at a Jewish restaurant, he exclaimed: “What a noble religion!!!”. HG was reminded of this after eating a wondrous dinner of chopped liver and matzo ball soup leftover from the Passover Seder in Brookline, Mass., hosted by HG’s nephew Jonahathan Katz and his beautiful, super chic wife, Barbara Ito . Barbara is a great cook and is adept at preparing iconic Jewish dishes. She and Jonathan are experts with French,  Italian, Asiatic, and American food. Barbara makes tantalizing desserts. Here’s the mystery. Barbara has a big time appetite and eats heartily. She doesn’t gain an ounce, is impossibly svelte and young. Go figure.

When HG/BSK lived in Montclair, NJ. HG commuted to HG’s public relations office by express bus (Then a brisk Manhattan walk to HG’s destination). However, HG had time to stop at the Midtown Bus Terminal Frankfurter counter for the best hot dog in the world. It was topped with tangy sauerkraut and yellow mustard on a steamed bun and washed down with a not too sweet root beer. (HG has never had a bow-wow snack to equal this Midtown treat). Other quick Manhattan treats were the tacos served from a doorway in the West 30’s (It was the only taco stand in New York) and the Italian grilled sausage and peppers served on Italian bread from a truck in Greenwich Village. During warm summer months, HG visited a gloomy little shop on lower Madison Avenue (owned and run by two Holocaust survivors–husband and wife–  whose Nazi number tattoos were visible on their arms). Among other things they sold Schav (Ice cold sorrel soup). It was as good as the Schav made by my late Mom. Nothing could be more refreshing on a sultry day.

BSK knows when a Melissa Clark (NY Times) recipe is a winner. BSK does creative tweaks and makes enough for two dinners–a “doubleheader”–one night of cooking and two nights of pleasure. The recipe is “Indian Butter Chickpeas”. Melssa calls it “a riff on Indian butter chicken” (Chickpeas replace the chicken). It’s a rich stew of tomatoes, ginger, onion, garlic,coconut milk, garam masala and lots of other spices. BSK added cubed eggplant and two favorite BSK spices–turmeric and aleppo pepper. At the last moment, BSK tossed shrimp and cooked rice into the sizzling stew. Sensational. Best curry ever, HG looks forward to the “nightcap” tonight  Two chutneys–hot and sweet–on the table. Ale is the drink. Happy,happy,happy!!!

BSK is influenced by BSK’s memories of HG’s robust appetite of yesteryear. That appetite has diminished as the old guy (95 in November, hopefully) keeps getting older. So, BSK cooks an exuberant amount of food resulting in many containers of leftovers in the fridge. Anticipating lunch, HG examined the leftovers: chicken soup; fish stew; polenta; couscous; sheet pan hake;roast chicken. HG chose the lusty chicken soup and it was splendid when reheated with a splash of sesame oil and sriracha.  HG’s son-in-law, Massimo Riva, the brilliant Professor/author, is keen on leftovers. He eats them all accompanied by chunks of bread. His lunch drink is tea or water–wine if it’s a leftover dinner. HG doesn’t classify a second night (double header) as a left over. Just a dinner cooked in an amount for dinner two nights in a row (a BSK specialty).                   

A wonderful  Rhody visit  from Bruce Maguire and Tracy Parsons. HG thinks of Bruce as HG’s “Irish Son”. Bruce was fresh out of college some 45 years ago when HG hired him as a trainee at Gerald Freeman, Inc. (name later changed to “Freeman Public Relations”). Bruce soon became invaluable as a publicist (specializing in the toy industry); financial and pension fund manager; bringing the company into the computer and online age. He also did the disagreeable tasks of firing and enforcing personal hygiene rules. He has continued as owner and CEO of Freeman Public Relations and has outstripped HG in leadership and business acumen. An outstanding success. The visit was the first time HG/BSK met Tracy, Bruce’s loving companion. A lovely, handsome woman (Bruce also looks much younger than his years). Tracy is owner and design director of Parsons Cabinetry, headquartered in Upper Montclair, NJ. (Freeman PR is in Fairfield, NJ). Parsons Cabinetry, founded 36 years ago, specializes in high end custom cabinetry and millwork. Bruce is teetotal and Tracy is not–she brought two splendid  wines and Bruce gave HG bottles of non-alcoholic Phony Negroni, a tasty substitute for an alcoholic cocktail. Dinner began with prosciutto and fig appetizers plus toasts topped with halibut salad, Main dish was BSK’s delicious Barcelona stew of cod, potatoes, onions, garlic, and herbs (a pungent bowl of rouille enhanced it). Key lime pie for dessert. HG drank much Napa Valley red wine (Tracy gift) and it was sublime. Yes, fabulous dinner and reunion. Want a repeat.

HG//BSK joined gifted daughter, Lesley R., and her husband, the illustrious Professor/ author, Massimo R., for a joyous sea feast at Bristol Oyster Bar in the historic town of Bristol, RI. Yes, the eatery’s specialty is oysters but there are many other good things on the menu. Taking advantage of half price raw bar offers, HG ordered 30 oysters  (Big, medium sized and all perfectly shucked). HG obeys the injunction: Only eat oysters during months with an “r”. So, April is okay for lush, briny oysters from Rhody’s cold waters. This was followed by: Yellow Fin Tuna Poke–the chopped tuna was mixed with avocado, fried soba noodles and sriracha aioli. It was the best poke HG ever tasted; Fluke Ceviche– thinly sliced fish was mixed with strawberries, lime juice and shallots. Delicious. HG ate the two fish dishes (shared a small amount).  The other folks had a giant Jonah crab cake with remoulade and an herb salad plus calamari with fried pepperoncini. Desserts were generous creme brulees and chocolate mousse. BSK used HG/BSK’s $100 gift certificate (a Christmas present from Lesley and Massimo) to pay for the food and the dazzling bottle of Muscadet that accompanied the meal. Wonderful restaurant, Wonderful time. (If you want to take advantage of half price raw bar items these are the days and hours—Monday to Thursday 4PM to 6PM. Sunday 12PM-2PM. Get there any time at the noted hours and order from the raw bar, Our group was seated at 5:30 on a Thursday eve).

When HG began his many decades of restaurant dining, there were only two Japanese restaurants in New York–Suehiro (near Columbia) and another (forgot the name) in the E. 20’s. The menus were almost identical—Miso soup; Sukiyaki, bowl of white rice; tea; orange or lemon sorbet for dessert. (Sukiyaki was composed of thinly sliced beef, vegetables, soy sauce, mirin and was simmered at the table). A very exotic, filling and inexpensive meal. There were no sushi bars or restaurants in New York. First time HG ate sushi was in the 1960’s. The eatery was located in the Jewish/Hasidic jewelry district of W.47th Street. HG thought his first taste of sushi was vile but gave it another try and became addicted. (BSK gave HG a treat yesterday by purchasing excellent salmon and tuna sushi from Market Basket  Supermarket near HG/BSK’s Central Falls, RI, loft). Sushi has conquered America. It’s available in almost every supermarket coast-to-coast. Japanese restaurants have proliferated and some offer Omakase sushi tastings for as much as $1000 per person. HG contents himself with more modest arrays.

Lesley R., HG/BSK’s gifted daughter, managed a memorable Sunday for HG/BSK. Lesley’s husband, the distinguished Professor and author, couldn’t join us because he was editing his most recent book before it’s published in Italy.  HG/BSK  met Lesley at her Riverside, RI, home and were off to a Rhode Island treasure–Blithewold Mansion Gardens and Arboretum–33 acres of nature magic in Bristol, RI.  The gorgeous floral displays there are seasonal–thousands of colorful yellow daffodils in  April. (Roses take over in May). Hyacinths perfume the air. But, most thrilling for HG are the trees–magnificent examples from all over the world—there are lofty sequoias plus trees that are riveting sculptures. It is all enlivened by stirring stone walls and arches plus paths lined with variegated shrubs. Blithewold means “Happy Woodland”–and it is that and more. The raw acreage was purchased by the Van Wickle family in 1894 (Their fortunes came from Pennsylvania coal). They engaged landscape architect John Dewolf and he created his masterwork. The mansions (The first burned down) were designed by eminent architects. Blithewold has lengthy frontage on Narragansett Bay and that’s where the family yachts and other vessels were docked. Blithewold remained a private summer property until 1976 when the last occupant, Marjorie Van Wickle Lyon, died at 93. In 1978, Blithewold was donated to Rhode Island and the public. BSK and Lesley  did much walking in intermittent rainy, cloudy and sunny weather. HG, wrapped up warmly, was in a wheelchair pushed by Lesley. HG/BSK and Lesley left fantastic Blithewold without going into the mansion–too challenging for an old guy in a wheelchair. A hungry trio was led by Lesley to Sakuratani –a Japanese restaurant and Izakaya in Bristol. Delicious food–Agedashi Tofu, pork belly in a fold of steamed bao and the biggest bowls of tonkatsu ramen ever–filled with pork, rice noodles, vegetables, etc. (Took some home for a late dinner).