I Googled to see if there was some verse in the Christian Bible (I'm Jewish so maybe it's something I'm not familiar with) that had to do with Jesus and tomatoes -- didn't find anything, but apparently Kate Campbell saw this or some other sign with the same message and wrote this song.
Here, the 1942 Ross E. Braught oil on canvas "Waynesboro Landscape" at the post office in Waynesboro, Mississippi (another of the Section projects). Ross Braught had attended the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts and in 1921 traveled to England and Italy after winning the Emlem Cresson Memorial Traveling Scholarship.
Thomas Hart Benton called Ross Braught either "the greatest living American draftsman" or "the greatest living American craftsman" which is quite the compliment (and from Benton, no less) no matter which quote is correct. It was Benton who replaced Braught at the Kansas City Art Institute in 1935. While Braught works had been exhibited regularly in his younger years (including Corcoran, and Dudensing) he adopted a more secluded lifestyle in his last two decades, and was apparently reachable only via his post office box.
It was Hirschl and Adler Galleries who in 2000 put on the Braught's first major exhibit in 40 years, "Ross Braught (1898-1983): A Visual Diary" with over 45 pieces of his dated 1921-1960.
From David Cook Galleries:
Yet no one was able to track down the mysterious figure, and thus his life's work became the source of legend rather than of history. In a way this was fitting for an artist who portrayed ancient myths and saw their resonance in nature...
From last summer: the boys at the state line in Texarkana
Next Friday (7/29), This Week's Various will be back! More posts in the meantime, but look for TWV then!
Takashi Murakami, Untitled (but so happy!)
Beth Lipman's Flowers, Bread, Chalice and Sticks -- she had an exhibit at the Montgomery Museum of Fine Arts a few months ago, and her exhibit at the Hunter just closed last month. This piece is in the permanent collection.
Gordon Parks, American Gothic
Helen Frankenthaler, Around the Clock with Red
Paul Jenkins, Phenomena Royal Violet Visitation
Robert Indiana, Heliotherapy Love
Robert Rauschenberg, Opal Reunion -- on the museum label, one of the people giving this gift was listed as Mrs Olan Mills. Turns out Olan Mills was based in Chattanooga.
Karen LaMonte, Reclijning Dress with Drapery
Bessie Harvy, Untitled -- happy to see that they had more visionary art on display this time than a couple of years ago
Miriam Beerman, Lodz (We Vegetate Burdens to Ourselves)
Radcliffe Bailey, In the Recturnal
We had the three-course lunch. Av started with the Gulf shrimp with chorizo, Anson Mills grits, and fennel pollen
I started with the pork country pate, with celeste figs and a blueberry mustard
I had to be a grownup to learn to enjoy figs. Before, they were associated with fig newtons, which I haven't had since they appeared in my peers' school lunch boxes years ago, and all that dry gummy flavor turned me off to the whole thing. Told myself I don't like figs because I don't like fig newtons. And then I ordered something that had them a few years ago and it was like some weird realization. Of course fig newtons don't taste like fresh figs. How does that even happen? This is a fig. And they are fabulous.
Av had the beef brisket sausage with summer sausage and crab roe aioli
porchetta sandwich with figs, whole grain mustard, cheddar sauce, rapini
And fries, and I'm not even crazy about fries, but they served them with mayonnaise, which changes everything. It's like they know me.
Oooooh yeah. I look at this sandwich and there's no way I'm eating all that bread. Most of the time when I order a sandwich, the bread gets pulled off and I just eat all the wonderfulness between the slices. But see that bottom piece of bread, that has all the juice from all the awesomeness above, and it's all smushed but still buttery and crispy on the outside? Oh yeah, I totally took care of that.
So the third course: for Av, the pb and j -- peanut butter pot de creme, blueberry jam, shortbread cookies
And because I'm not done with figs (and neither is Coquette, seemingly), this is a fig blondie with cherry compote and whipped yoghurt.
Every bit as good as it looks.
Every single thing was just perfect.
Chef Michael Stoltzfus is from Maryland and never attended culinary school (his mother opened a bakery and he got hooked), and got his New Orleans start at August before opening Coquette (there was also a short-lived place he had at The Saint). Again this year, Michael was a semifinalist for James Beard Best Chef: South.
Starting June 28, Coquette is going to be doing no-menu Tuesdays with five courses for supper. See you there.
Our room was *huge*
...and I'm not even showing the part of the room with the desk and bathroom.
We had french doors that went out to the pool area, and the sound was so well-insulated that we never knew anyone was ever outside. The boys were in this pool all the time, every day after camp.
So. We loved the location. We loved the room. We loved the pool. And I loved the thermostat.
That's right. 45*. It actually went down to 45* on the thermostat. I like to sleep so cold that my body is wrapped in covers and only my mouth is peeking out so I can still breathe. I set it to 45* the first night thinking it would never get close, and guess what? In the morning, I half-expected snow to be on the carpet since we had magically achieved this only-in-my-dreams frosty microclimate. Oh yes.
To walk around the Quarter all day and the 'feels like' to be over 100*, then come home to this? OhYeah. OhYeah.
We don't eat out every night -- there are plenty of times we'll go to Dorignac's or Rouses and cobble things together for supper, but the boys decided their favorite pizza in town is at Pizza Delicious in the Bywater
Oh! One more thing about the Hyatt -- a statue of Ignatius J. Reilly from A Confederacy of Dunces stands just outside the doors (the Hyatt used to be the D.H. Holmes Department Store where he would wait for his mother).
Late last year, LSU Press published 'A Confederacy of Dunces Cookbook' with foods inspired by the book. NPR's feature on it here.
Gateau Garni en Fleur by Randolph Tucker Fitz-Hugh
Gaea by Urban Earth Studio
A Place to Roost by Julie Neill
Tea O'Clock by Zana Brown Studio
Erin Steen, Florist / Compass Point Events
Shady Oaks Garden Club
Garden Study Club of New Orleans
Drums by Anthony's
Beverly Katz Landscape
Alvarez + Basik Design Group
NOMA's fall gala, Love in the Garden, will be September 23 this year, and among the honorees are the following New Orleans-based artists:
Elenora Rukiya Brown, Skylar Fein, Gene Koss, Ashley Longshore, Alexa Pulitzer, and Josephine Sacabo