BirchLane.net
March 2008
(Editing; notes for now for later)
Sunday 30
Eye of Round With Mustard
Herb Crust
INGREDIENTS:
- 1 eye of round
roast, about 3 to 4
pounds
- water
- 1/2 cup Dijon or
Creole mustard or other
spicy brown mustard
- 2 tablespoons red
wine
- 3 large cloves
garlic, minced
- 1/2 teaspoon dried
leaf tarragon
- 1/2 teaspoon
coarsely ground black
pepper
PREPARATION:
Heat oven to 450°. Line
a roasting pan with
foil; place a rack or
several pieces of celery
in the pan. Place the
roast, fat side up, on
the rack or on a few
celery ribs. Add some
water or broth (about
1/2 to 1 cup) to the pan
to keep juices from
burning.
Combine mustard, the
red wine, the garlic,
tarragon, and black
pepper. Rub roast all
over with the mustard
mixture.
Put in the oven; reduce
heat to 325°. Roast for
about 1 to 1 1/2 hours,
or until a meat
thermometer registers
about 150° to 160° for
rare to medium. Let rest
for about 10 minutes
before slicing.
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German photography has
had an enormous impact
in America in the past
two decades, but the
success of Andreas
Gursky, Thomas Struth,
and Thomas Ruff has
eluded Michael Schmidt,
who is having his first
solo show in a New York
gallery, Mitchell-Innes
& Nash, at the age of
sixty-two. While Schmidt
has had his champions
here (MOMA
exhibited important
bodies of work in 1988
and 1996), his pictures
are tough and decidedly
unspectacular—not
exactly catnip for
collectors. The
photographs in his
current exhibition, made
between 1965 and 2004,
are all modest in size
and black-and-white, and
were taken in Berlin.
The city and its
citizens have been
Schmidt’s subject since
the beginning, and he
documents them with the
kind of passionate,
despairing objectivity
that makes Struth’s work
look decorative by
comparison. History
screams from postwar
office blocks and drains
the light from every
landscape, yet Schmidt
is relentless. His
Berlin is a wasteland
with a past that no
amount of concrete can
conceal.
♦
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Saturday 29
Comics: Pen Power
A Graphic Novelist's Personal
Portrait
Tackles Fear, Anger and History
By JEFFREY A. TRACHTENBERG
March 29,
2008; Page W2
In Toufic El
Rassi's debut graphic novel, "Arab
in America," he explains what daily
life has been for someone born in
Lebanon and raised in the U.S.
"Since it was clear that the average
American couldn't distinguish Arabs
& Muslims from other nationalities &
faiths I soon felt both fear &
anger," he writes.
Mr. El Rassi says
his book, published by Last Gasp, an
independent publisher based in San
Francisco, is primarily
autobiographical, although he has
made some changes. He intersperses
his story with historical events
such as the 9/11 terror attacks and
the U.S. invasion of Afghanistan in
order to "tell my story while
presenting history and politics from
an Arab point of view."
The 30-year-old
author decided upon the format of a
graphic novel because he has always
loved to draw. "So much has been
written about the Middle East, but I
wanted to do it in a way that nobody
has done before," he says. Mr. El
Rassi is an adjunct instructor at
Oakton Community College in Des
Plaines, Ill., where he teaches
history and political science.
Mr. El Rassi, who
was born in Beirut and immigrated to
the Chicago area with his family in
1979, got the idea for the book
while attending a fund-raiser at a
local mosque. A woman got up and
said her children were ashamed of
who they were. They didn't want to
tell anyone they were Arabs, and
they refused to speak Arabic at
home.
"While she spoke,
it seemed like my life experience
came flooding back into my brain,"
he says. "Every time I met somebody
who was noticeably Arab, they told
me they'd had a similar experience.
So I decided to make this book for
them."
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Friday 28
Thursday 27
Flipbook/Jumpcut.
Wednesday 26
Photos.

Gustav Klimt
Two Girls
with an Oleander c.1890-92
Oil on canvas, 55 x 128.5 cm
Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford, Connecticut
Tuesday 25
At The Museum.

Thomas Struth.
Monday 24
Back To The Pond.

Sunday 23
Easter Sunday.
Saturday 22
Easter Saturday.
Friday 21

Thursday 20

Wednesday 19
The Little House. (book)
Tuesday 18
Rain
Light
by
W.S.
Merwin
All
day
the
stars
watch
from
long
ago
my
mother
said
I am
going
now
when
you
are
alone
you
will
be
all
right
whether
or
not
you
know
you
will
know
look
at
the
old
house
in
the
dawn
rain
all
the
flowers
are
forms
of
water
the
sun
reminds
them
through
a
white
cloud
touches
the
patchwork
spread
on
the
hill
the
washed
colors
of
the
afterlife
that
lived
there
long
before
you
were
born
see
how
they
wake
without
a
question
even
though
the
whole
world
is
burning
Monday 17
Sunday 16

Finally, brothers, whatever is true,
whatever is noble, whatever is right,
whatever is pure, whatever is lovely,
whatever is admirable—if anything is
excellent or praiseworthy—think about such
things.
~Paul to the Phillippians 4:8 |
Saturday 15

Friday 14

Thursday 13
Photography & Performance Art.

Wednesday 12
Travels to Worcester.
Tuesday 11
Breakfast in Hartford and Dinner by
Susan.

Monday 10
Untitled
white days, a passion for the winter-birds
cached in every elm, each goat
with its bell in the pasture
as the wind tolls diurnal through the scape,
a far gray band of willows,
the snow cross-harrowed, a barn
where every breath has faltered
where beasts lie down in stalls
quiver and are still, are hauled
to the fire, roil, and enter the earth
as wind skurls bright smoke
against the purple that is darkness blooming
Kevin Goodan
The Massachusettss Review
Sunday 09
Danielle and Mike.
Saturday 08
Rain and Rain and More Rain.
Friday 07
My Birthday. "No boxing," my doctor
said. "No boxing. No Rugby. No wrestling." As he spoke, I
pictured myself prowling around the ring in Madison Square
Garden; dressed in colorful red and blue tights, colors in honor
of my mother's native England and my father's native Italy--my name Bronko
Barone, professional wrestler, one in a treasured and long and
revered line of master of the mat, lords of the ring; bruno
samartino,..................and my twin uncles, the tag team,
Basil and Bonaparte Barone, sometimes affectionately called The
Battling Bees.
Happy Birthday: Until you are willing to
let go of things from your past, you can't
moved forward. Become engaged in something
positive that can bring you plenty in
return. If you continue to spin your wheels,
you will waste valuable time that could be
put to better use. Don't harbor ill
feelings. Your numbers are 1, 16, 28, 34,
40.
Birthday bay: You are sensitive, giving and
willing to help the underdog. You are
open-minded but do like things done your way
in the end. You are a charming story-teller.
~Eugenia Last's Horoscope |
Thursday 06
On The Road.
(breakfast in worcester, lia, meetings in
town)
Wednesday 05
Lunch with Trace and the Tavern.
(old friends, art, marketing, upcoming
show, holyoke)

Tuesday 04
Dinner with Daryl.
(menu, etc)

Monday 03
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I expect and accept that all good is
possible.
I am one with God, and in this awareness
I co-create the life I desire. Choosing
to think happy, positive thoughts, I
experience greater peace and joy. I set
goals and trust that through the power
of God within me, I will achieve all
that I desire.
Whatever I desire—a healthier body, a
more fulfilling job, more meaningful
companionship—I picture myself living
the life of my desires. I see myself
choosing appropriate food and exercise.
I act in kind and loving ways that
attract kindness and love into my life.
I take time each day and listen for
God’s guidance in the quietness of
prayer.
I keep my mind filled with happy,
positive thoughts, picturing myself
light-filled and God-centered. For in
the light of God’s unconditional love,
all good is possible.
The eye is the lamp of the body. So, if
your eye is healthy, your whole body
will be full of light.” —Matthew 6:22
~Daily Word from
Unity |
Sunday 02
A New View.
(someone wrote: )

Saturday 01
Last Night and Today. Last night
for dinner I made a delicious, yet simple, pasta meal:
| CARAMELIZED ONION & ROASTED PEPPER PASTA INGREDIENTS:
1 1/2 Tbs. unsalted butter 2 Tbs. extra-virgin olive oil 1 Large onion,halved, thinly sliced 2 Roasted Peppers (red and green)cut into
thin strips 1 cup organic chicken broth 1 Tbs. balsamic vinegar 1/2 Tbs. Fennel Seeds 8 oz. dried pasta of choice
Melt 1 Tbs. butter with oil in heavy
large frying pan / skillet over medium-high
heat. Add onions and sauté until tender and
caramelized, about 20 minutes. Add peppers.
Sauté 5 minutes. Add chicken broth, vinegar,
and fennel seeds. Reduce heat to medium and
simmer until sauce reduces slightly, about 5
minutes. Whisk in remaining 1/2 Tbs. butter.
Season sauce with salt and pepper. Remove
from heat and cover to keep warm.
Cook pasta in large pot of boiling salted
water until just tender. Drain. Return to
pot. Add sauce and toss to coat.
Transfer to serving bowl.
Sprinkle with Parmesan cheese and serve
with red wine and salad. |
(add to notes below)
Today I continued to unpack.
Sorted recipes.
Dinner at the Hofbrau House.
The last photo I took in the loft at
Eastworks:
