Here are two more oldies from 2008, to finish the “Cooking with Arlo” segment. I like to cook, too. Cooking long as been a part of A&J in one form or another. Also like Arlo, I’m a fan of Julia Child, who led an amazing life. If you want a good overview and read, I highly recommend her 2006 autobiography, co-written with Alex Prudhomme, “My Life in France.”
94 responses to “Fin Chez Arlo”
Correcting my name. Laptop still thought it was 6000 miles away.
Going to have to write my book. No salvation however.
Or maybe there is.
Here is a funny SNL skit one of my friends sent me because I am addicted to Coca-Cola and in Monroe, LA my hometown and home of Cokes first bottlers.
http://www.nbc.com/saturday-night-live/video/the-olympia-restaurant/n8658?snl=1
Here is where I am headed for in Franklin, Louisiana, the beautiful Fairfax House.
http://www.thefairfaxhouse.net/about.asp
I’ve always wanted to sit on the veranda and have a mint julep. Of course, that may be more of a Kentucky thing than a Louisiana thing.
Where would one find the ingredients since you were a bartender you should know?
The establishment undoubtedly has the bourbon, the powdered sugar, and the ice; just not sure about the mint.
They probably have antique cups to serve in.
Jackie: I was in Monroe at my Uncle Julian’s for 6 wks, no AC, paper mill, the summers I was 13 and 15, or so. Blacks sat in the balcony at the RC Church. Hot air rises.
Main advantage: I was away from home. Main disadvantage. I hated it.
Ghost: Sent that state trooper gem to my b.c. theologs group. We’ll see. They’re tough.
Peace,
Fairfax schmairefax: Here’s a recent gem, about 1950, still occupied by the owners for whom FLW designed it, yours for only $1.5M. I know it would not make me happier in the long run, but I’m a tad jealous.
http://www.startribune.com/frank-lloyd-wright-house-in-st-louis-park-on-the-market/382791431/#1
Peace,
Oklahoma has some Wrights. One of my neighbors who had been living in a tiny two room trailer moved into one as a rental. It is a complicated story but she married the tennis pro at the country club and things spiraled down, down, down.
The recipient of the Wright home she was living in was connected somehow to the Mostly Mozart festival I believe and had been similarly donated.
Hi and goodnight all. Just to let anyone interested know that the anonymous oyster stew/picky eater comment above was me. Don’t know why anon. Sent from phone maybe? Oh yes—the oysters were definitely canned. Small town southeastern Kansas in the 40’s and 50’s. No fresh oysters there, I’m pretty sure.
TIP BlogSpot: Competent painter, but, if really ref. to Jeanne d’Arc, poorly chosen subject from Central Casting.
http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Peace,
The strip of 02.28.17 is a nice play on the old superstition.
I thought Ludwig was kissing Arlo when overcome by bad breath. Did not think about the suckered your breath out superstition and cats.
Wasn’t that with babies?
Just had a super nutritious breakfast of chocolate cupcake and a frozen Coke Zero in a glass bottle. Breakfast of the indolent.
Sucked socks. Hal sucks actually sucks.
Step 1. Control the news media
Step 2. Begin persecution of the Jews
Step 3. Invade Poland
Wear black underwear and stay on healthy eating, stop eating my cousins fantastic cupcakes from her ice cream and cupcake shop.
Step two, catch a Southern man who likes black underwear while I am down here!
New JJ post. Trailer Trash.