Friday, January 31, 2020

Itty Bitty Book Review: "The House the Spirit Builds"

"The House the Spirit Builds" by Lorna Crozier


I've always loved Crozier's poetry and this new selection of her work was particularly interesting because two photographers worked on it as well.  The photographs and poems aren't meant to exactly fit each other.

I had Lorna Crozier come and do a reading and speak to students at Esquimalt. There were about 200 students. She was a little concerned about the number and suggested perhaps just the ones really interested in poetry attend. I told that would only be about a half dozen and they didn't need to be turned on to poetry. I did assure her they would be polite and attentive but I couldn't guarantee enthusiasm. They all would have studied some of her poetry in their English classes. I had been to a reading of hers and I felt she would go over well but who knows with adolescents.

She surpassed all my expectations in how the students reacted. After the reading, she was mobbed like a rock star!

Thursday, January 30, 2020

A wee bit of haggis and lots of love from friends...

There was a wee bit of haggis left so I froze it and will make up this Cream of Haggis soup on a wet rainy day to bring back memories of our wonderful evening and of our dear friends from afar....Susan and Alan and Maureen. I mailed them the invitations along with the favours, jokes, and trivia.

From Susan and Alan:

Dear Janice

Thank you for your kind invitation to Burns Night.

Unfortunately it arrived slightly late and alas we cannot travel back in time. 

But nevertheless we can still enjoy your favours and although this Burns Night has passed please be assured we will shall always be with you in spirit (Scotch) on future Burns Night.

With love.

Susan and Alan

From Maureen:


Hello >Janice,   the past few weeks month of >January,  my letter box was full , with bills bills etc, however, today my letter box had an ivitation from you and Jim it was a pleasure inviting me to attend you both celebrating Rabbie Burns 25th January 2020.  Your invitation made my day..............................Immediately,  I tried to book a flight to Vancouver!!!!  (dreaming but all flights were fully booked, except for a few first class seats,  unfortunately,  my Lotto Numbers  on Saturday didn`t come up,  as usual since the last 50 years.

On your invitation the Scottish Jokes,  made me really giggle, and the Scottish Trivia I scored 13 out of 14--number 8 I couldn`t  answer..................... To all your >Guests who  was the winner......................

Jim and Janice you both are wonderful hosts 

Love from Maureen

And we'll have to watch Jim's address to the haggis before we eat it :) 




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And a real sunset last night!



Cream of Haggis soup





Ingredients

  • 300 gram small haggis
  • 1 medium sized carrot
  • 1 medium sized onion
  • 2 stalks of celery
  • 100gram of potato
  • 250 ml veg stock
  • 150ml single cream

Method

  1. Wash, peel, dice vegetables. Then sweat in a pot with a little butter and season with salt and pepper.
  2. Add the stock and allow to cook for 30 minutes.
  3. Add haggis by crumbling in to pot. Cook for further 15 minutes.
  4. Then blend the soup until smooth and add the cream. Simmer for another few minutes then serve.


Wednesday, January 29, 2020

Down at The Sylvia for lunch today with Maureen yesterday

It was great to be down in the area again and it was even somewhat sunny and not raining at all. We both had the burger. I think it just might be the best in town. We both asked for it as rare as they could make it but of coure in our "nanny" state in Canada, they won't cook it rare. They do in the US. One thing about the Americans...they don't let no one mess with their burgers.

I took a few photos on the way home.





And, of course, the ever present gaggle of geese.


And even a sunset of sorts last night....



Tuesday, January 28, 2020

An Alexander Calder for sale...well, only $210.000.00 US.

We leave for Palm Springs March 3....it might still be there.  Maybe I'll channel Calder again...

ALEXANDER CALDERLe Pyramide Orange, 1975
gouache and ink on paper, 29 3/4 x 42 1/8 in.
The new arrival at our gallery in Palm Desert, California, is a 1975 Calder gouache painting on paper. In this medium, his distinctive palette of primary colors, here enhanced by fields of orange, lends vibrancy to geometric forms. This piece is registered in the archives of the Calder Foundation, New York, under application number A10596. Click below for more works by Calder.


Le Pyramide Orange197529 3/4 x 42 1/8 in.gouache and ink on paper

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Monday, January 27, 2020

Congratulations from Maureen....

Hello Janice,   Reading from your blog and thank you very much for the lovely fotos, you really set your dining table, (scottish theme) beautiful.  Also  the celebrations were successful.  and much fun , especially to them!!

Braw, Braw  LADDIES  and to the  Bonnie  Bonnie  LASSIES,   your toasts beats everthing  I`ve heard.


love from Maureen

Maureen is waiting to get a good photo of herself to send me but in the meantime she sent this photo of her son and grandchildren....handsome family!




Sunday, January 26, 2020

The toast to the lassies..

Burns Dinner Toast to the Lassies
Good afternoon fellow celebrants of the bard’s anniversary, I’m supposed to live up the traditions of Rabbie Burns dinners by saying something humorously Burns, in my Toast to the Lassies. In keeping with that I decided I needed to provide for my own protection!

Note:
Dave brought his sword with him to protect himself from the lassies but he did have to put it down to read the toast so lucky he didn't need it :)


“A Man's a Man for a' that”, but Burns loved the Lassies. It’s been reported that he sired 11 children, by 5 wives, in 13 years. He was apparently smitten more than once;
“O my Luve is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
“Her lips are like the cherries ripe That sunny walls from Boreas screen. They tempt the taste and charm the sight
but Burns always got married. “I hae a wife o’ my ain.” he said.
“I hae been a devil the feck of my life, but never was I enheld til I met with a wife”
Burns also loved his Scotch, and dedicated much of his work to roasting the taxman between drinks.
Let other poets raise a fracas
"Bout vines, an' wines, an' drucken Bacchus, An' crabbit names an'stories wrack us, An' grate our lug:
I sing the juice Scotch bear can mak us, In glass or jug.”
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O my Luve is like the melody
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That’s sweetly played in tune.”
We'll mak our maut, and we'll brew our drink, We'll laugh, sing, and rejoice, man,
And mony braw thanks to the meikle black deil, That danc'd awa wi' th' Exciseman.

“Leeze me on drink! it gi’es us mair Than either school or college”
“Freedom and Whisky gang thegither! Tak af your dram!”
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It’s quite possible that his love for the Lassies depended on the
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supply of Scotch, for he said:
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“So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
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So deep in luve am I;
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And I will luve thee still, my dear,
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Till a’ the seas gang dry.”
an obvious reference to running out of Scotch.
“Ah, gentle dames! it gars me greet, To think how “ many counsels sweet, How many lengthen’d, sage advices, The husband from the wife despises!”
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We also know that Burns’ love-life was not perfect and that,
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perhaps, was the source of his thirst for John Barleycorn,
and then he said:
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“Inspiring bold John Barleycorn!
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What dangers thou canst make us scorn!
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Wi' tippenny, we fear nae evil;
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Wi' usquabae, we'll face the devil!”
Was it the Lassies who sparked the Bard?
“Auld Nature swears the lovely dears Her noblest work she classes; Her ‘prentice han’ she tried on man, And then She made the lasses!”
or was it the Scotch?
‘John Barleycorn was a hero bold, Of noble enterprise;
For if you do but taste his blood, ‘Twill make your courage rise.
‘Twill make a man forget his woe; ‘Twill heighten all his joy;
‘Twill make the widow’s heart to sing, Tho’ the tear were in her eye.’
It is true that Burns held a great deal of respect for women who we’ve heard were created after God had practised on man. In this regard he was generations ahead of his times. He showed himself to be a feminist with an eye for the future when he wrote:
While quacks of State must each produce his plan, And even children lisp the Rights of Man; Amid this mighty fuss just let me mention, The Rights of Woman merit some attention.
but Burns settles the question in one of his many songs:
O aye my wife she dang me, An' aft my wife she bang'd me,
If ye
gie a woman a' her will, Gude faith! she'll soon o'er-gang ye.
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In the final analysis, it becomes clear that the Lassies drove
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Burns to drink.

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Ever the pragmatist, Burns resolves his vices and advises us to
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live life to the fullest.
Here’s a bottle and an honest man – What would ye wish for mair, man. Wha kens, before his life may end, What his share may be o’ care, man. So catch the moments as they fly, And use them as ye ought, man. Believe me, happiness is shy,
And comes not aye when sought, man.
So gentlemen, let us raise our glasses in a toast to the Lassies who love us, care for us, bore and raised our children and...... drive us to drink!
To the Lassies! 

The lassies response to the laddies...such fun!





Lassie's Response to the Laddies:

We have been asked to take up the challenge of replying to the Toast to the Lassies. And what a great toast it was, so we thank you for being so lovely about us lassies. So good of you to charmingly and delicately bring to light the many aspects of a woman’s character. Not many men have the courage and ability to be so forthcoming and tactful at the same time.

Yes, men do try to please us women. Yes, they try . . . but most men do not know what women want. Some of them get very strange ideas indeed, including Robert Burns. He wrote a poem called “Nine Inch will Please a Lady” – we can’t imagine what that’s about! Then there is the other lot, with less inches, who think they can compensate by driving a really big car.

Well, men are great at other things. We would never go on a road trip without a man in the party. We had to say it ladies, but men really are better map readers. Only the male mind could conceive of one inch equaling a hundred miles. But women and men can be equally good at the same things. Multi-tasking for example. Men can’t multi-task so they say. But Robert Burns has an impressive record of 11 children by 5 women in 13 years which shows that men can certainly multitask, especially if it is something important to them. Burn’s wife, Jean, however wins the multitasking prize in that family for going to Burn’s funeral and giving birth to his last child on the same day.

But we won’t mock Burns because he is a wonderful example, even 261 years after his birth, of what women want in a man. Burns not only wrote wonderful poetry but he was honest with it too – we women know our faults, and don’t mind having them pointed out to us with good humour. He might have been monogamously challenged but he looked after all his women and provided for his family.

All joking aside, for all their shortcomings, we women couldn’t get along without men, if nothing else we need someone to boss around. And your little foibles are usually why we like you so much – as Burns himself said “A Man’s a Man for A’that”. So even though it pains us, we are going to give the last word to a man – the man of the hour – Robert Burns. It is Burns who gives the best picture of the perfect harmony of men and women getting along, through his poem

“We will big a wee, wee house,
And we will live like king and queen;
Sae blythe and merry’s we will be,
When ye set by the wheel at e’en.
A man may drink, and no be drunk;
A man may fight, and no be slain;
A man may kiss a bonnie lass,
And aye be welcome back again!

So, we would rather live with men than without them, especially the ones in this room. “To the Lads” [toast]

Saturday, January 25, 2020

We had so much fun...Burns Supper!

I set the table with my mother-in-law's tablecloth which has a tartan theme, my family's china, and my grandmother Phoebe's sterling silver. I made napkins rings and placenames for all the guests with their respective tartans. My napkin ring is my grandmother Phoebe's. Her intials are on top and my mother had "Janice" inscribed on the side. There were four napkin rings so" Richard" and "Jim "on incribed on two others. 

I made  "favours" for each family like a bagpipe with the tartans of McGregor and Penman. The contents are an envelope with trivia and Scottish jokes. a coaster, a Christmas ornament with highland dancers and some Macintosh toffees. 

I thought of a lot of people last night who would have loved to have been with us...Don and Elaine, Jim's mom and grandparents, my grandmother Phoebe, Bill Thomas (the supplier of the kilt), and my uncle, Doug Denniston, who got some bagpipes from somewhere and bought a 50 cent paperback on to to play them. It would have been fabulous if he was there to pipe in the haggis but we had to make do with YouTube.











Jim did a wonderful "address to the haggis" and the laddies did a great toast to the lassies and the lassies gave  a wonderful toast as well.

Thanks so much to our wonderful friends who made it all happen!



Dave guarding the haggis with his father-in-law's sword from when he did highland dancing.  Jim's tie is a French theme. It was a tie of Don Curling who started our tradition of celebrating Robbie Burns.



Dave and Cec doing the "toast to the lassies".



Carol, Donna, and Linda doing the "reply to the laddies".


Linda did a great blog post which also has a video of Jim doing the address to the haggis.


Jim's adddress to the haggis:







Fish and chips surprising Jewish history....

After our course yesterday at Brock House, Donna and I went for lunch and I had fish and chips again. Not a great example but not bad. And it actually was sunny during the time we were having lunch so beautiful views of the mountains and ocean.

As a lover of great fish and chips I found this very interesting. The best fish and chips we ever had was in Whitby, UK, sitting on a bench overlooking the sea. It was haddock and to die for.

Whitby England is famous for many things: it's a traditional seaside resort with Blue Flag beaches, and has some of the best fish and chips around.





(JTA) You may be surprised to learn that fish and chips, though wildly popular in England for what seems like an eternity, actually was a specialty of the Portuguese Sephardic Jews who fled the Spanish Inquisition in the 16th century and found refuge in the British Isles. Celebrity chef Jamie Oliver referred to this recently in an article in The New York Times, adding that “Dishes evolve, impacted by trade, war, famine, and a hundred other forces.”
by RONNIE FEIN | Dec 27, 2019
Among those “other forces” are dishes born of religious ritual. For observant Jews, fish is parev, a neutral food in kosher terms, thus an easy way to avoid treif (non-kosher food) and possibly include dairy in the same meal. It was especially important for Marranos, the so-called crypto-Jews, who pretended to be Christian during the Inquisition. They ate fish on Fridays, when meat was forbidden by the Church, and also saved some to eat cold the next day at lunch to avoid cooking on Shabbat. 
Frying was natural for Jewish home cooks - think of latkes and sufganyiot - and as the Jewish community began to flourish in England, it spurred a taste for its beloved fried, battered fish throughout the country. According to Claudia Roden’s The Book of Jewish Food, Thomas Jefferson tried some on a trip to London, and said he ate “fish in the Jewish fashion” during his visit. Alexis Soyer, a French cook who became a celebrated chef in Victorian England, included a recipe for “Fried Fish, Jewish Fashion” in the first edition of his 1845 cookbook A Shilling Cookery for the People. Soyer’s recipe notes that the “Jewish manner” includes using oil rather than meat fat (presumably lard), which made the dish taste better, though also made it more expensive.
There’s some dispute about the where and when of “chips” (what Americans call French fries and the French call pommes frites). Many historians say that deep-fried, cut-up potatoes were invented in Belgium and, in fact, substituted for fish during hard times. The first time the word “chips” was used was in Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities in 1859: “husky chips of potato, fried with some reluctant drops of oil”.
The official pairing of fish and chips didn’t happen until a few years later, though. Although there are some who dispute it, most authorities say that it’s thanks to a Jewish cook, this time a young Ashkenazi immigrant named Joseph Malin, who opened the first British chippy, aka fish-and-chip shop, in London in 1863. The shop was so successful, it remained in business until the 1970s.
Who could foresee that fearful Jewish immigrants hiding their true religion and practicing in secret would be responsible for creating one of the most iconic dishes in the United Kingdom? The down-home dish that Winston Churchill claimed helped the British defeat the Nazis, the comfort food that George Orwell said helped keep the masses happy and “averted revolution”. The dish, by the way, that was among the only foods never rationed during wartime because the British government believed that preserving access to it was a way of keeping up morale. A dish that continues to be a mainstay of the British diet.  
Think about that the next time you find yourself feasting on this centuries-old - Jewish? British? - recipe. 
These days, some restaurants are putting a new spin on fish and chips. Almond crusted. Baked instead of fried. Quinoa coated. Sweet potato fries instead of regular ones. And those are all fine. As Oliver says, “Dishes evolve.” But plain old fish and chips endures, and probably always will. Good recipes usually do.
This story originally appeared on ‘The Nosher"

And if you want to read why some people in Whitby want to leave the EU:

Friday, January 24, 2020

Missing Modernism Week in Palm Springs

I guess we've been in PS for Moderism Week for about 10 years...well, not this year. We are looking forward to March....should be very toasty and Stan and Nicki will be there as well.


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Thursday, January 23, 2020

My Absolute Beginner Bridge class

I really didn't know if bridge was for me or not but I really enjoyed the first class yesterday at Brock House. I was with some very nice ladies and it was fun!  The teacher has a very good approach so that makes all the difference.



Ant we met Derek at Minervas's...great meal as always and  great fun talking about old times and current times....nothing quite like old friends.


Wednesday, January 22, 2020

Susan K.'s sketch of the Alpine framed...love it!

And I also framed the photo of the Alpine. On my wall above my desk. Goes rather well I think with my "channeling Alexander Calder" paintings.