Count Fosco reminds me of my grandfather, in a sense that he loves l’eau de sucre, or sugar water. My grandfather used to take a cucumber and slice it thinly, put it in a deep-set plate (not bowl, mind you) and then drown it in sugar water. He’d then put it inside the fridge and teach me…
59 Very excited to get this LP in the mail.
Mimi Farnia is my new inspiration
Dear Sir:
I like words. I like fat buttery words, such as ooze, turpitude, glutinous, toady. I like solemn, angular, creaky words, such as straitlaced, cantankerous, pecunious, valedictory. I like spurious, black-is-white words, such as mortician, liquidate, tonsorial, demi-monde. I like suave “V” words, such as Svengali, svelte, bravura, verve. I like crunchy, brittle, crackly words, such as splinter, grapple, jostle, crusty. I like sullen, crabbed, scowling words, such as skulk, glower, scabby, churl. I like Oh-Heavens, my-gracious, land’s-sake words, such as tricksy, tucker, genteel, horrid. I like elegant, flowery words, such as estivate, peregrinate, elysium, halcyon. I like wormy, squirmy, mealy words, such as crawl, blubber, squeal, drip. I like sniggly, chuckling words, such as cowlick, gurgle, bubble and burp.
I like the word screenwriter better than copywriter, so I decided to quit my job in a New York advertising agency and try my luck in Hollywood, but before taking the plunge I went to Europe for a year of study, contemplation and horsing around.
I have just returned and I still like words.
May I have a few with you?
Robert Pirosh
385 Madison Avenue
Room 610
New York
Eldorado 5-6024
My new favorite job application letter, from 1934. He ended up winning an Oscar for screenwriting!
(via Letters of Note)
We like words too.
(via good)
(Source: megangreenwell, via good)
Harold Crick: What is wrong with you? Hey, I don’t want to eat nothing but pancakes, I want to live! I mean, who in their right mind in a choice between pancakes and living chooses pancakes?
Dr. Jules Hilbert: Harold, if you pause to think, you’d realize that that answer is inextricably contingent upon the type of life being led… and, of course, the quality of the pancakes.
Beach House - Myth
Instant reblog.
I’m pretty sure I don’t need to share with you my excitement over this, and I must let you know that I am resisting the urge to copy & paste in all caps, ZOMG NEW BEACH HOUSE, dozens of times and that be the extent of this blog post.
I just want to hug them and say thank you. This makes me so, so happy. New album Bloom due out hopefully soon via Subpop, you too can get the MP3 by just handing over your email address on their website. I seriously cannot wait, Teen Dream is probably my favorite albums of all time [yeah I went there]. Oh the photo below is minez [shameless self-promotion].
309 White Fence - It Will Never Be
When I think about this Tim Presley project I get into Rob Lowe’s character from Parks & Rec and say to myself, “this is LITerally… the BEST music… I have EVER heard. I LITerally have everything that he’s ever put out on wax or cassette.” And while Chris Traeger says that about everything, I’m LITerally serious. When people ask, I tell them - White Fence is my favorite band.
So it’s not a question of blogging it, but when - I’m just bummed I didn’t beat P4K to the punch. But no matter, two new records coming out this spring - the double Family Perfume LP released in stages - makes my heart sing and me want to drink a cardio shake and run ten miles.
92 Mystery to Me
Paper House
These are some of my favorite recipes I tested at Tasting Table. Looking at these photographs I almost can’t believe I made all this beautiful food (with inspiration and recipes provided from the chefs at the restaurants mentioned below.)
Pictured Above: Pancetta and Leek Risotto from Brassica, St. Helena, CA, Parsnip and Chestnut Bisque from Vedge, Philadelphia, PA, Chanterelle, Radicchio, and Taleggio Pizza from Salt and Shaker, Portland, OR, Sunchkoes with Pretzel Salt from The Art of Living According to Joe Beef, Espinacas a la Catalan from Curate, Asheville, NC.
