Background Entertainment

Things that kept me company yesterday and today while I worked on a secret project. Generally I stick with old, old many-times-watched favorites for situations like this.

  • SModcast #55 (not old, but too damn funny)
  • SModcast #56 (and the same)
  • Bull Durham (still quirky and fun on the gazillioneth watch)
  • Streets of Fire (my love for this movie knows no bounds)
  • The Thomas Crown Affair (the Brosnan/Russo one, sexy sexy)
  • Lara Croft Tomb Raider (Angelina Jolie, best female action star ever?)

The bold of which is possibly my favorite movie IN THE WORLD and I am SHOCKED, s-h-o-c-k-e-d shocked, that there is no Snip entry on it to link to. My Gods, People, What Have I Been Doing with My Time?

Chicago’s Famous Tamale Guy!!

Check it out, yo. (link via DJ BIll)

I myself have run into him numerous times* at Ten Cat and I will tell you those tamales are Damn.Good.

*Once when Gotvald was in town and had started drinking at noon with no food (he was wasted by the time I saw him) and even though we had tapas at Cafe Iberico early in the evening, by the time we wound up at the pool tables at Ten Cat, he was in serious need of those tamales. Yum.

À la Super Eggplant, currently, I am…

Eating: Better than last week. So far. Lots of bananas. Monkey-loving girls can never have too many bananas.

Making: This week? Absofuckinglutely nothing. Maybe over the weekend.

Reading: Dad’s and my challenge book for the month, “The New Granta Book of the American Short Story” edited by Richard Ford, a behemoth of a collection, way too heavy to read in transit. I didn’t think the first three or so were very good choices, but after that it really picked up and now I can’t put it down. I mean when I’m at home, sitting down, with the book resting on a pillow or table, THEN I can’t put it down. So since I’m not carrying that fucker around, on the El I’m reading “Absurdistan” by Gary Shteyngart which is really hilarious. Solidly in the “Confederacy of Dunces” tradition. I am picturing the main character as a (much) fatter Kevin Smith. If you listen to SModcasts and then read this book, I think you’ll see why.

Watching: Almost nothing. (I mean BSG every night but at this point, does that even count?) I’m supposedly going to start watching Band of Brothers (CCB, can you guess why????). But I’ve been carrying around disc one for a couple days now and haven’t managed to pop it in yet.

Listening: The new Beck “Modern Guilt” (good!), the awesome mix I just made per Juno’s request, another new Joseph Arthur EP “Vagabond Skies” (Love.It.), the most talked about rap album of the year Lil Wayne “Tha Carter III” (fun!), and still listening to Fleet Foxes , Sea Wolf and Matt Costa a lot as well. Plus today I am listening to “Nightswimming” from an old, old beloved album (R.E.M. “Automatic for the People”) after a eulogy in the April issue of Paste brought it to mind.

Belgian Beer Rambling

The “Budweiser” equivalent in Belgium is pretty much standard “lager” = so that’d be Stella Artois, Jupiler, Maes. (Boring, but I do love Stella myself. But it’s not all that “flavorful” of beer, I would admit.)

Next up are what they call “White Beers” but are pretty much “Wheat” beers to us. Often served with a slice o’ lemon. Hoegarden, obviously. And in Brugs, there’s a beer there called “Brugs Tarwebier” from De Gouden Boom. I’m sure ‘t Brugs Beertje probably serves it. 😉

I would say the next level “up” from that would be the Golden Ales or “Abbey Beers”. Referred to as “strong amber ales”. Supposed to be “dense” and “creamy” / but they’re not heavy or chocolate-y (or stout-y) like the next categories we will get to. Probably the most liked here is Duvel but that one brewery in Bruges (De Halve Maan) makes one called Straffe Hendrik Blonde that was pretty good. And I LOVED this beer called “Triple Karmeliet” but Wes probably wouldn’t like it because it’s pretty sweet! Yum! 🙂 I think Leffe goes in this category also, as well as Maredsous and Grimbergen (I don’t remember trying those two).

Next are the Trappist beers (all made by Trappist monasteries). These are all super malt-y and strong to me / I’m not really a fan. Chocolate-y / dark / heavy. But the friend I went to Belgium with was pretty much all about these. She LOVED Orval. There are 6 trappist monasteries, most make more than one beer although Orval only makes one: Westmalle, Westvletern, Achel, Chimay, Orval, Rochefort. Westvleteren is IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND because apparently they only sell once a year now or something crazy. We tried to get it everywhere even at very high-falutin beer pubs and we couldn’t find it. But Westmalle‘s beer production was actually started by some dude who used to work at Westvleteren so they’re pretty comparable I would think. They make both Double (Dubbel) and Triple. Achel (4, 5, 6, 8) Tracy thought was “OK” but didn’t seem that blown away by. Rochefort is super strong (the “6” is deep amber”, the 8 is super dry and the 10 is redbrown and “full on flavor” according to our book). (The higher the #, generally, the higher the alcohol content.) Chimay’s beers are labeled by color instead of number. “red” – 7% alcohol, “white” – 8% it’s not as dark but it’s kinda bitter and “blue” = 9%.

The other thing in Belgium is “Lambic” beers or “gueuze” which is this total old style beer. Now the REAL old style stuff is pretty much all made by “Cantillon“. [I mean, there are other places that make it besides Cantillon but I can’t remember their names! Cantillon you can go to the brewery of in Brussels. It’s cool. Very tiny.] It’s super super sour, kind of like sour lemonade mixed with beer. Even the ones w/ fruit in them (which is called “Kriek” and has cherry or raspberry added) are still super super sour. HOWEVER, a ton of places make sort of “commercial imitations” of lambic and gueuze which are super sweet so they’re not real gueuze but some are sooo good. There’s a bar in Brussels that has its own beer (that you can also buy at other pubs) called Mort Subite and I drank Mort Subite Gueuze a LOT while we were there. Sooooooo yummy (very sweet!). But no real beer connoisseur would ever drink the stuff. 🙂 If something says “Aud Gueuze” it MIGHT be the old-style sour stuff. If it just says “Gueuze” and is NOT by Cantillon, then it’s probably the commercialized sweet stuff.

“Rodenback” is a “flemish red” beer. I thought these all tasted a lot like wine (super thick dark rich wine) so I avoided them like the plague! 🙂 But Tracy liked “Rodenbach Grand Cru” which apparently ages in a cask for 20 months or something ridiculous.

British Beer Recommendations #2 (with some overlap)

from Jess.

Beer recommendations — hmm. If your friends are coming to London, then I’d recommend anything by the Fullers brewery — the one I suggested to your dad is called London Pride (it is a bitter beer, so quite dark and strong-tasting) but they do a wheat beer called Discovery, one called Honeydew as well — both of those are very nice. You’ll usually find them in bottles rather than draught/tap.

Here in the UK there is a weird system where the majority of pubs are tied to a particular brewery so they can only sell that brewery’s beer. So there are some pub chains where the beer isn’t that great — Wetherspoons pubs are generally to be avoided, they are nasty, and Sam Smiths’ pubs are often cheap but the beer tastes cheap as well.

Or there is always cider. Last summer it was very trendy to drink cider out of bottles (magners or Bulmer) with ice — a bit weird, no?

I would recommend to your friends to check out a website called Beer in the Evening. It has good pub reviews, maps, etc. I’d trust it, for sure ..

British Beer Recommendations #1

from Shell.
Well, my favourites are:

  • Timothy Taylor ‘Landlord’ bitter (that’s the one your dad had)
  • Oakham ‘JHB’
  • Deuchars ‘IPA’
  • Crouch Vale ‘Brewers Gold’
  • Fullers ‘London Pride’, ‘Discovery’ or ‘Honey Dew’
  • Hopback ‘Summer Lightening’
  • The whole range of Meantime beers (brewed in Greenwich)

There are so many though, and lots of smaller regional breweries. If they are REALLY interested in beer, the best book is the Good Beer Guide, available in most bookshops!

Is this true?

Psychologists figured that the memory center was located in the left brain, and the imagination engine in the right brain. Therefore people unconsciously glanced to the left when they were remembering things, and to the right when they were making stuff up. When they were lying. This girl was glancing right so much she was in danger of getting whiplash.
-Lee Child “Nothing to Lose”

Mystery: “Nothing to Lose” by Lee Child

The latest Jack Reacher. You know how I feel about Jack Reacher.

I liked the little bits of the mystery that made this very modern day / the connections to the current global conflict. Definitely enjoyed it overall. Another solid addition to the series.

But I wasn’t loving the (yet another) dead-end relationship and I thought the way they made the relationship “connect” to the main mystery (the husband) was a bit contrived. Also, hello, there is no way a smart guy like Reacher takes THAT LONG to figure out what’s going on with the husband. Come on.

Dads will always set you straight. HA!

In a story, where an environmentally aware son (not young, but still a son) is “borrowing” his dad’s welding equipment to weld shut the pipes of a company dumping into a waterway.

‘They’re pouring emission straight into the water down there, from two pipes hanging out over the bank.’

He tests the chisel, nodding slowly as he works out what I want his welding gear for. ‘They’re pouring human shit straight into the ocean, too,’ he says, pinning me with a glance, ‘but I haven’t noticed you welding your arse shut.’

-Cate Kennedy “Direct Action” (collected in “Dark Roots”)

Short Stories: “Dark Roots” by Cate Kennedy

Very intense little stories. Succinct but centered around the moment of conflict. Very in medias res. People caught by surprise, sometimes by their own actions. Questioning themselves, questioning you, what would you do. People in unconventional situations. All different points of view: men, women, old, young.

Really good. (And very fast read. BIG print, less than 200 pgs.)

I must not have read the blurb beforehand though because I was somewhere in the middle when I thought “This girl MUST be Australian.” Yeah, dork, says so right on the back cover. Doh.