it’s in the bag.
jj
Saturday, July 6, 2013
best use of leftovers. ever.
Butter-sauteéd shallot, red and orange peppers.
Chopped fresh parsley in five raw beaten eggs, dumped into the hot, buttery vegetables.
As it cooks lay tomato slices on top of the firming egg.
Crisp bacon is on the bottom.
Topped with leftover brie cheese and then into the broiler for a minute or two.
jj
Friday, July 5, 2013
rainbros
Somewhere...
over the rainbow
way up high.
There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere...
over the rainbow
skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
really do come true.
Thursday, July 4, 2013
not to be re-fused
If you are around tonight, the ClockTower roof provides a surprisingly good view of the fireworks.
Approx 9:20 is the scheduled start time.
Macy’s promises 40,000 different fireworks over a 25 minute show.
Should be a real spectacle.
See you on the roof!
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
knowing where to draw the line
According to the National Endowment for the Arts, artists make up only 1.4 percent of our American labor force.
That’s roughly 2 million artists at work.
To make the cut and be counted, an artist had to report income or be actively pursuing work as their primary profession.
As you’d imagine, New York City is home to more artists than any other American city, with 140,915 people engaged in art’s creation.
Many live in the ClockTower. Are you one of them?
Get back to work.
Monday, July 1, 2013
royal flush
1775c., whc.unesco.org
The royal saltworks in Arc-et-Senans, France, uses fire to boil brine, capturing sea salt of impeccable stature.
Sanitation’s Bronx Grit Chamber is modeled on that noble saltworks, but has a more proletarian task in mind.
Our toilets flush into it.
Back in 1935 the celebrated McKim, Mead and White (of Stanford White architecture fame) were retained by the city to design a building for a near unspeakable task.
593 East 132nd Street is just five blocks east of the ClockTower and filters every toilet in the West and South Bronx.
The water passes through giant metal combs, trapping silverware and broomsticks and small boulders, kid’s toys and you-know-what.
Slotted plates catch anything larger than 3/16th’s of an inch. If it’s in the flush, the destination’s here.
The combs are cleaned with mechanical teeth and the solids are compressed, then trucked away.
It’s not everyday you see a classical Roman building in dressed limestone with architrave moldings and Tuscan capitals purposed for something like this.
But here it is.
Flush twice.
It’s a long way to the Bruckner Expressway.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
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