Fifty *BLEEP*ing People

That’s the round estimate of how many folks showed up for the latest Sutton Family Dinner on Saturday evening.

The house got wicked hot, but everyone got fed and seemed to have a damned good time. I only got to spend a fraction of the time I should have/wanted to with any one person, but that’s to be expected when your living room looks and sounds like a downtown bus terminal.

The food turned out quite good. I’m very pleased.

The people make the event, though, so thanks all! It was a fantastic evening thanks to you.

Next time we may need to sell tickets or something…

Songbird: Meh.

I checked out Songbird really briefly. Here are some thoughts:

  • It doesn’t feel like an OS X app. I use a Mac both at work and at home now, so this is actually something that matters. I had to stop and look around for controls that belong *right there* on Mac apps.
  • I was really interested to see what song metadata got imported from my iTunes library:
    • Album art was hit or miss. I suspect some of my mp3s have art embedded in a standard-compliant manner and others have it done by some iTunes-specific way.
    • iTunes offers a “Grouping” meta tag that I find useful for making “smart” playlists. This isn’t available in Songbird.
  • Speaking of “smart” playlists, Songbird has ‘em too, but they are exactly the same as those in iTunes. I was kind of hoping for more. There was once a music player that let you do crazy SQL-like queries. I want that.
  • Plain play lists got imported from iTunes, “smart” ones did not.

At any rate, I was just taking a peek. I’ve downed the whole pitcher of iTunes Kool-Aid and I’m not going anywhere. iTunes manages my iPod and my iPhone, my iPhone can remote control iTunes from the other side of the house, and my TiVo can play iTunes playlists that I’ve shared from my iMac. Also, contrary to many people I know, iTunes actually works great for me.

I have no reason to be looking elsewhere, but I do like so see what’s up with the new stuff. ;)

Food Awesomeness

When it first came out, Michael Pollan’s Omnivore’s Dilemma: A Natural History of Four Meals was definitely on my radar but was something I chose to actively avoid. I already had a certain level of frustration and paranoia when it came to food industry — especially the industrial corn engine: high fructose corn syrup has been on my “avoid if possible” list for a while now — and I figured I’d rather stick to my semi-ignorant partial bliss. Eventually, though, my curiosity won out and I listened to the audio volume of OD on my commute.

It’s seriously one of the most frustrating/educational/shattering/enlightening things I’ve done to myself in a long while. I highly recommend it, though it always comes with a warning. It’s either going to piss you off, make want to throw your hands up, or make you figure “Fuck it! that’s too much to care about!” Or all three. Or more.

Then I immediately moved on to Pollan’s In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto, which is basically his answer to all of the people who read OD and wrote him to ask “Well, WTF can I eat and where the hell can I find it?!?” to which he replies with his zen koan of a “manifesto”:

Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants.

It’s a bit trickier than it sounds, believe me. In particular, when he says “food” he means real food, not engineered and manufactured “food products”. He does go on to lay down some more specific - but still simple - definitions and rules that all make perfect sense, but have almost nothing to do with the average Western (more specifically, American) diet these days. I’m happy, though, to hear our new president is at least aware of Pollan’s open letter about the state of food in the Union.

These two books have made quite an impact on me, obviously. Thanks to Michael Pollan, I am now researching things like local farmers markets, CSAs, polyculture farming, “slowfood, grass-finished beef, pastured poultry and eggs, and on and on and on. And this stuff doesn’t come cheap. Pollan notes that himself, but he also points out that the percentage of income spent on food in the US is almost ridiculously low compared to other countries with healthier-seeming diets/lifestyles, so maybe it’s worth it.

It also tends to balance out a bit if you actually cook for yourself, which this shift to whole and real foods has definitely inspired me to do.

That said, I certainly haven’t stopped dining out. I have, however, become a bit more discerning in where I take my lovely wife for a meal. Now I look for establishments that do their best to use local and natural ingredients. Luckily, many of these places also make some kick-ass food. I talk about three examples in particular after the jump: Continue reading ‘Food Awesomeness’

November Quick Hits

  • I am still planning to write up our Portland, OR trip. Especially our meals at Park Kitchen, because OMG!
  • There’s a place in Boulder called SoBo. It’s not quite Park Kitchen, but we love it long time.
  • I am totally excited that I’m going to buy this piece of art.
  • I’m also looking into my next tattoo.
  • There’s a Sutton Family Dinner coming next month.
  • Blah blah blah blah blah.

Paint the Fence

The West End

Yesterday a bunch of coworkers and friends helped me sand an stain my deck rail. We had started with the hope of doing the whole damned thing, but that turned out to be an impossible dream.

I’m pretty stoked about the result of the day, though. The rail looks awesome.

Thanks everyone!

Jimmy Is Back

He used to be Jimmy Luxury. At times he was Cobraman. Now he’s half(ish?) of Brentwood Estates.

He’s still totally awesome.

You see, one afternoon during the first of a series of double bass tracking sessions (Jason Fraticelli was on upright, Spiker on electric…playing at the same time…check out “Whiskey”), Jimmy just happened to stop by Spiker’s Undercarriage Studios on his way home. Ironically, Jimmy was the only one who didn’t drink the whiskey that day (it sure as hell sounds like he did when he launched into a 9 minute freestyle about the beverage).

All of the lyrics that you hear on that song are 100% freestyled. In fact, all of the words on the entire album are freestyled, with the exception of a couple of the hooks. You just can’t make that shit up……

Go get it: Brentwood Estates