Monthly Archives: October 2011

Lyrics of the Day

“You only know what I want you to
I know everything you don’t want me to
Oh your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
Oh you think your dreams are the same as mine

Oh I don’t love you but I always will
Oh I don’t love you but I always will
Oh I don’t love you but I always will
I always will

I wish you’d hold me when I turn my back
The less I give the more I get back
Oh your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
I don’t have a choice but I still choose you

Oh I don’t love you but I always will
I always will”

Poison and Wine, The Civil Wars

This song is seriously one of the most beautiful songs you’ll ever hear. The harmonies are amazing. If you haven’t heard it, download it right now. Seriously, you will thank me.

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Location of the Week – Sosúa

Apparently, every one has decided it’s time to go to the beach. This past week the most popular destination was Sosúa, and given the current weather we’re experiencing in New York (snowstorm in October!), the beach sounds pretty sexy to me too.

Sosúa is a small town in the Puerto Plata province of the Dominican Republic, located just south of the States, marked in red on this map:

Fun facts about Sosúa:

Sosúa provided a safe haven for Jewish refugees during WWII. At the 1938 Evian Conference Rafael Trujillo offered to accept up to 100,000 Jewish refugees; about 800 German and Austrian Jewish refugees received visas by the Dominican government between 1940 and 1945 (see Dominican Jews) and settled in Sosua. The government provided them with land and resources with which they created a dairy and cheese factory (thanks Wikipedia).

There is a very large expatriate community in Sosúa, which consists of mostly German, British, American, and Canadian expats.

Tourism in Sosúa only really began in the 1980s and it is now a top destination for travelers looking for a relaxing beach destination.

Quite honestly, there are not that many “facts” about Sosúa because the basics are really what sells it. There are gorgeous beaches, lots of expats, nice people, good food, and a nightclub scene. All in all, the perfect getaway. What’s not to love?

Yeah, the pics really do say it all, don’t they?

Based on some basic research on my end during desperate late night “I need a vacation” internet travel search binges, it looks like you can get yourself a pretty nice package deal via Jet Blue for vacations in Sosua and other parts of the Dominican Republic. So go. Right now. I can’t, so you should. And if it’s amazing please report back so I can live vicariously through you, and of course yell at you for not taking me with you.

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Lyrics of the Day

“Every time I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It goes by, like dusk to dawn
Isn’t that the way
Everybody’s got their dues in life to pay

Yeah, I know nobody knows
where it comes and where it goes
I know it’s everybody’s sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
is in books’ written pages
Lived and learned from fools and
from sages
You know it’s true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it’s just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away

Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dreams come true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dream comes through
Dream On Dream On Dream On”

Dream On, Aerosmith

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Lyrics of the Day

“I went to a cobbler to fix a hole in my shoe
He took one look at my face and said “I can fix that hole in you”
I beg your pardon I’m not looking for a cure
I’ve seen enough of my friends in the depths of the Godsick blues

You know I’m a liar
You know I’m a liar
Nobody helps a liar

Cause I’ve been down to Dixie and dropped acid on my tongue
Tripped upon the land till enough was enough
I was a little bit lighter
And adventure on my sleeve
I was a little drunk and looking for company
So I found myself a sweetheart with the softest of hands
We were unlucky in love but I’d do it all again

We built ourselves a fire
We built ourselves a fire
You know I’m a liar
You know I’m a liar
And you don’t know what I’ve done

And by the rolling river is exactly where I was
There was no snake or cure for unlucky in love
To be lonely is a habit like smoking or taking drugs
And I’ve quit them both but man was it rough
(Man was it rough)
And now I am tired
It just made me tired
Lets build ourselves a fire
Lets build ourselves a fire”

Acid Tongue, Jenny Lewis

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Despana – Spanish Heaven in Soho

Sometimes New York makes it too easy for New Yorkers to never, ever have to leave. One prominent way of doing this is opening restaurants so authentic in the food they serve that going to the country of their origin for the same offerings almost seems silly. Why go there when we’re all lucky enough to have the goods right here? Ridiculous logic, sure, but when it’s delicious and right around the corner from your office, round trip air fare sounds kinda silly.

While I will take any opportunity to go to Spain, the Spanish specialty food store, Despana, right up the block from my office supports the above logic more so than any other place in Manhattan. Despana is a Spanish food store that houses every Spanish product you can think of and comes complete with tapas and amazing bocadillos for completely reasonable lunch prices.

The first time I went there for a sandwich, on a recommendation from Europeans (of course), there was a line of people from the sandwich counter to the front door, and about all of two of them were American. The rest were Spanish or French or Brazilian – always a good sign as far as taste buds go in my world.

The sandwiches, or bocadillos as they are called, vary in ingredients and are served hot or cold depending on your preference, and they are the reason the long is so long everyday. They are simple, delicious, and full of so many different and beautiful flavors that I have to force myself not to go there every day for lunch.

Now, bear in mind these are not the overstuffed sandwiches you usually encounter in New York but specifically proportioned amazing ingredients packing a flavor punch you will come back again and again for. The service is straight forward and all about the food. Order your sandwich or tapas plates, then take a place at the two common tables to the left of the sandwich counter or go back to your office to make everyone jealous of your amazing lunch.

So far, I’ve tried the Catalan, the Navarrico, and the Chorizo bocadillos and they’ve all been delicious. Personally, I prefer hot sandwiches, but the Despana bocadillo, which is generally served cold, is supposed to be their best one so that is next on my still very long list of things to try there. I’m determined to try the entire menu and if you think that’s impossible, you’re wrong. I like a challenge, especially a tasty one.

While the bocadillos are why I come on an almost weekly basis, the shop also has a huge supply of Spanish products, with meats and cheeses on display to taste before buying. There’s also a lovely little wine shop next door with nothing but Spanish wines and a very educated staff that are super friendly with people who may not be as familiar with Spanish wine as they are with other regions, like myself.

All in all, Despana is a little piece of Spanish heaven in the madness of New York City and a must visit for locals and tourists alike.

Despana 

408 Broome Street (btwn Lafayette and Cleveland)

New York, NY 10013

212.219.5050

Closest Subway: 6 Spring Street

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Lyrics of the Day

“I have a smile
Stretched from ear to ear
To see you walking down the road

We meet at the lights
I stare for a while
The world around us disappears

It’s just you and me
On my island of hope
A breath between us could be miles

Let me surround you
My sea to your shore
Let me be the calm you seek

Oh and every time Im close to you
There’s too much I can’t say
And you just walk away

And I forgot
To tell you I love you
And the nights too long
And cold here without you
I grieve in my condition
For I cannot find the words to say I need you so”

I Love You, by Sarah McLachlan

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Lyrics of the Day

“Yesterday,

All my troubles seemed so far away,

Now it looks as though they’re here to stay,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Suddenly,
I’m not half the man I used to be,
There’s a shadow hanging over me,
Oh, yesterday came suddenly.

Why she
Had to go I don’t know, she wouldn’t say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.

Why she
Had to go I don’t know, she wouldn’t say.
I said,
Something wrong, now I long for yesterday.

Yesterday,
Love was such an easy game to play,
Now I need a place to hide away,
Oh, I believe in yesterday.”

Yesterday, by The Beatles

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Location of the Week – Cape Town

I want to go to Cape Town. Like I really want to go. And apparently so does everyone else as it won the location of the week this past week in the world of my work emails.

Cape Town is located in South Africa and is Africa’s most popular tourist destination with its lovely beaches and city conveniences.

Fun facts about Cape Town:

There is no certainty as to when humans first occupied the area prior to the first visits of Europeans in the 15th century. The earliest known remnants in the region were found at Peers cave in Fish Hoek and date to between 15,000 and 12,000 years ago.

Cape Town is located in a CI Biodiversity hotspot as well as the unique Cape Floristic Region and has one of the highest levels of biodiversity of any equivalent area in the world, and is home to a total of 19 different vegetation types, of which several are completely endemic to the city and occur nowhere else in the world.

The Western Cape is an important tourist region in South Africa; the tourism industry accounts for 9.8% of the GDP of the province and employs 9.6% of the province’s workforce. In 2004, over 1.5 million international tourists visited the area.

Cape Town beaches are wildly popular with locals and tourists alike. Due to the city’s unique geography, it is possible to visit several different beaches in the same day, each with a different setting and atmosphere. Though the Cape’s water ranges from cold to mild, the difference between the two sides of the city is dramatic. While the Atlantic Seaboard averages annual water temperatures barely above that of coastal California around 55 °F, the False Bay coast is much warmer, averaging between 61 and 63 °F.

Cape Town is noted for its architectural heritage, with the highest density of Cape Dutch style buildings in the world.

Cape Town’s transport system links it to the rest of South Africa, serving as the gateway to other destinations within the province.

Here are some pics to get you even more interested in this lovely location:

Le sigh…having never been there myself there’s not much more to say except look how pretty it is! Looks like the perfect place to visit and base yourself out of to be able to explore the rest of South Africa and, from what I hear, it’s as great a location as it sounds and the people are extremely friendly. So keep your eyes peeled for flight specials and packages for this location as it is surely not to be missed!

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Lyrics of the Day

“It is complete now the two ends of time are neatly tied.
A one-way street, she’s walking to the end of the line.
And there she meets the faces she keeps in her heart and mind.

They say ‘good bye’ Tomorrow, Wendy, you’re going to die.

Underneath the chilly gray November sky
We can make believe that Kennedy is still alive and
We’re shooting for the moon and smiling Jackie’s driving by and

They say ‘good try’
Tomorrow Wendy’s going to die.

I told the priest, don’t count on any second coming.
God got his ass kicked the first time he came down here slumming.
He had the balls to come, the gall to die and then forgive us.
No, I don’t wonder why, I wonder what he thought it would get us.

Hey, hey, good bye.
Tomorrow Wendy’s going to die.
Tomorrow Wendy’s going to die.

Only God says jump,
So I set the time
‘Cause if he ever saw her
It was through these eyes of mine!
And if he ever suffered it was me who did his crying.

Hey hey, good bye.
Tomorrow Wendy’s going to die”

Tomorrow, Wendy by Concrete Blonde

This is truly a gorgeous and haunting song. If you haven’t heard it you should fix that. Like right now.

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Reading For Fun

Now that grad school is over and I’m not required to read to prove how smart I am, I’m finding myself more interested in actually reading, like for fun. What a concept.

But shock of shocks, the two books I’m most interested in reading right now are about France. Yes, I am that predictable.

The first is The Table Comes First: Family, France, and the Meaning of Food by Adam Gopnik.

Here’s the book description from Amazon: Adam Gopnik takes us on a beguiling journey in search of that meaning as he charts America’s recent and rapid evolution from commendably aware eaters to manic, compulsive gastronomes. It is a journey that begins in eighteenth-century France—the birthplace of our modern tastes (and, by no coincidence, of the restaurant)—and carries us to the kitchens of the White House, the molecular meccas of Barcelona, and beyond. To understand why so many of us apparently live to eat, Gopnik delves into the most burning questions of our time, including: Should a Manhattanite bother to find chicken killed in the Bronx? Is a great vintage really any better than a good bottle of wine? And: Why does dessert matter so much? Throughout, he reminds us of a time-honored truth often lost amid our newfound gastronomic pieties and certitudes: What goes on the table has never mattered as much to our lives as what goes on around the table—the scene of families, friends, lovers coming together, or breaking apart; conversation across the simplest or grandest board. This, ultimately, is who we are.

Sounds good, no? Or should I say, “non”?A definite must read for any francophile, history buff, or lover of all things food. Obviously, I’m the target market and will be picking it up as soon as it is released which, if you’re curious, is October 25th.

The other book, by Jill Jonnes, is even more France focused and is called Eiffel’s Tower: The Thrilling Story Behind Paris’s Beloved Monument and the Extraordinary World’s Fair That Introduced It.

Here’s the Amazon description: A colorful cast of characters descended on Paris for the 1889 World’s Fair, and Jonnes (Conquering Gotham) offers an atmospheric overview of the celebrities who made belle époque Paris their stage during the memorable event. Annie Oakley amazed crowds with her precisely executed shots. Thomas Edison, a master at promoting both himself and modern technology, chafed at the leisurely French way of life, delighted the masses with his phonograph and chatted with Louis Pasteur at his institute. Paul Gauguin was enthralled by a troupe of Javanese temple dancers and miffed that the Americans only intended to exhibit 17 of his 27 etchings, while James McNeill Whistler, who delighted in provocations and feuds, decamped to the British, who displayed even fewer of his works. The fair’s undisputed main attraction both at the fair and in Jonnes’s account, was the controversial wrought-iron tower of unprecedented height that, Jonnes says, appeals for both its technological genius and its aerial playfulness and charm. It perfectly embodies the triumph of the modern that Jonnes so well captures in her sprightly account.

While this isn’t a new book release, it’s definitely a must read for yours truly, and just a further extension of all the material I read during my visual arts course last year.

Slowly but surely I’m trying to add more books to my new must read list but these two are currently at the top. I’ll start posting books of interest here more consistently in an effort to remind myself to read them and a book review here and there if I’m inspired. And, of course, if you have any book suggestions, please share them!

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