U-S-A, U-S-A...oh hello everybody! In the spirit of the Olympics, I'm going to broadcast my new international pallette, but mostly rant and rave about ME in the last few months...
So, Indian food, fucking sweet. I was totally anti-Louisville-restaurant-scene forever until I tried making Indian food (yes, my first Indian cuisine was made by ME) and really liked it to the point where I felt like giving precious moolah to a restaurant. I didn't dig Sitar so much, but I also hate Paneer Saag, an unflavorful mush of cheese and spinach which Americans like to order because they know what cheese and spinach are. For all of you who just can't force yourself to order anything but Chicken Tikka Masala (not actually an authentic Indian dish, by the way; "tikka" just means "skinless" and "masala" is not well-defined but was basically just combined with "tikka" to make it sound more Indian-like), get Butter Chicken (the dish Tikka Masala is based upon) or Chicken Korma (a yogurt-almond dish that's a little sweeter but just as creamy).
Speaking of Asian food, who's tried Korean food? NO ONE. So there's this great restaurant Joule in Seattle, the owners of which are good friends with my fabulous UW librarian godmother, and they got a chance to be on Iron Chef a few weeks ago. Their ingredient was some great fish no one's ever heard of. After watching the show, I knew I had to recreate bibimbap, a very popular Korean rice dish--HOLD UP, WHY IS JERRY GARCIA ON CNBC? Sorry I'm totally at work and we have this great TV that I mostly watch instead of working. Holy shit I am so excited. Did you know that CNBC is hardly boring and more like E!? Er, "E!"?
Whoa, back to bibimbap. It's a dish that allows for a whole lot of creativity, because there's no set way to make it, necessarily. You just need a protein (I've had it with scallops marinated in soy sauce, sesame oil, sriracha, and chili powder, and then a thin piece of steak seasoned with salt, pepper, and sugar, and cooked in coconut oil), a green (a lot of seaweed or kale/collard greens cooked in sliced garlic), something crunchy (thinly julienned cucumber, carrots, and/or green onions), a slightly raw to completely raw egg (I am a HUGE FAN of raw eggs, so sorry...I liked mine marinated in soy sauce, a friend liked his flash fried and all warm and gooey), and THE SAUCE THAT TRUMPS ALL SAUCES, gochujang! That is my JAM!
Enough about food which everyone finds boring and predictable and onto the only thing anyone finds interesting and spontaneous: MEEEE.
Oh me? Life is pretty legit right now! I feel like I'm totally teetering on the edge of something awesome, and pretty much everything is pushing me as hard as it can to try to get me to be awesome, but I can't seem to let that happen yet! I got a book deal with a professor back at Reed, and I am super-stoked. It's on the mathematics of music, a surprisingly undeveloped subject which interests a lot of young folks out there, and it will be geared toward high schoolers or those obsessed with movies like A Beautiful Mind or shows like Numb3rs, which I will always pronounce "numbthreeares", I don't give a FUCK. We're thinking about calling it "Numbers and Notes: The Mathematics of Music", but I kind of hate that title. PLEASE LET ME KNOW if you think of something so clever it would fly off the shelves of Powell's like People Magazine.
Then, I'm just getting started doing independent/freelance web design in HTML/CSS, so, if anyone needs some of that done on the cheap, lay it on me. Also, people, it's SUPER EASY to learn and I'll give you some links to get you started, if you'd like.
I'm photographing a wedding in late May for Jon Ott's younger sister. She is the dope shit. I've sort of put photography on the back-burner (though I did get some nice ones of the great Jonathan Richman the other night at Zanzibar...he's a hoot, oooo-weeee), certainly financially, in efforts to focus and use my time more productively. Plus all of my friends are Nikon shooters and give me shit for some reason and I just don't get it. FUCK YOU GUYS.
Open mic coming soon with me and an acoustic guitar. I'm thinking "Lucinda" (Randy Newman), "Nobody Knows You (When You're Down and Out)" (traditional?), "I Fall to Pieces" (Patsy Cline), "Love in Vain" (Robert Johnson), and something else, maybe an original piece, or something more poppy. 5 songs seems about right though...at least quintessential...
Finally, I'm working this lame office job which cracks me up every day after I get off and I'm super tired and have no energy for the aforementioned. Snow days have been the saving grace. Really, I should be looking for jobs instead of writing this. But...
I'M COMING TO RENN FAYREEEEEEEEEEEEE
as I've saved up enough at this job, and prolly for 4/20 too, beforehand. See you then!
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