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  • 4th Day of the New Year

    Slate article on how the battle to end billable hours that the law firms deal with may have to be fought by the clients, those unhappy in-house corporations, pissed by the expense involved.

    Speaking of how expensive the law firms are making things, Chief Justice Roberts apparently is reminding Congress in his year end report that it’s kind of unfair that judges make less than a first year associate at one of these big law firms. Well, that is a grim reality, isn’t it? Heck, the Big Firm 1st Year Associate makes more than a Congressman…

    Sadly, U of Hawaii lost to the Georgia Bulldogs in the Sugar Bowl; what a sad game to have watched (and I didn’t even watch that much of it).

    I liked this NY Times analysis of the NHL New Year’s Winter Classic game. Richard Sandomir writes:

    The National Hockey League needed a game like Tuesday’s outdoor Winter Classic. In its fight for the attention of sports fans, it requires events that set it apart. It needed a tight game — this one was won in a shootout by the Penguins star Sidney Crosby — and an entertaining broadcast by NBC’s group of exhilarated announcers. It needed to build a regulation-size rink inside Ralph Wilson Stadium in Orchard Park, N.Y., for a game that started in daylight and ended at dusk.

    But most of all, it needed the snow, the sleet, the rain and the wind.

    More meaningful games than Pittsburgh’s beating Buffalo, 2-1, will be played in arenas. But the league can only benefit from the merger of a well-played hockey game with Green Bay football weather before 71,217 fans.

    You can’t plan on staging a hockey game in which viewers need to squint through snow to watch. Given global warming, any future Winter Classics located in traditionally cold climes may end up being played in 70-degree conditions with melting ice and players skating in shorts.

    But Tuesday was ideal: a game that featured wintry weather from start to finish; several unplanned breaks to shovel away snow and scrape away ice by human Zambonis; weather radar and forecasts; and the announcers Mike Emrick, Ed Olczyk and Darren Pang working without any buffer from the weather. [….]

    The broadcast was defined by weather references unneeded inside arenas, where the average temperature is a reported 62 degrees.

    “They’re trading scoring chances in the sleet,” Olczyk said.

    “There’s a solid layer of snow on the ice,” Pang said.

    “We’re tied,” Emrick said in the third period. “More snow coming.”

    Olczyk and Emrick were situated on an elevated perch about 15 yards from the rink and 15 feet off the ground. Olczyk, who played for the Rangers and is a former Penguins coach, went hatless, prompting friends and others to text him to ask if he had applied hair-immobility gel.

    “It was hard, with the elements, to write,” he said. “We had plexiglass over our notes, but the water seeped through the cracks.” They showed their notes, bleeding with colorful inks, late in the game. [SSW: A funny scene, I must say! Meanwhile, Bob Costas was warm inside, while Pang had to wear hats to cover his bald head…]

    He added: “At times, it was difficult to see. It was never a white-out, but the near boards were obscured once in a while. I like to look at body language, but when you’re that close, and you’re in the elements, it’s difficult to pick out the guys.”

    The game was designed to be a reminder of hockey’s outdoor roots of children playing on backyard rinks and iced-over ponds. Olczyk and his youngest son skate on a pond behind his Chicago home “and my wife yells at me to put his hat over his ears.” The last time he played in weather like Tuesday’s was as a midget player on an old rink in Chicago’s North Shore.

    “It’s in our blood,” he said.

    The league must have known the risk of trying to attract a major audience for Tuesday’s 1 p.m. Eastern game with competition coming from two overlapping college bowls (the Outback and the Cotton) and two others (the Gator and the Capital One) that started at the same time.

    John Collins, the league’s senior executive vice president, acknowledged that New Year’s Day was a competitive day for future Classics, “but it’s a day where the N.H.L. should have a place in the conversation.”

    “We should stand tall on a day like Jan. 1 and put a claim on it,” he said. “There are benefits to Jan. 1, but it’s not etched in stone. It was Jan. 1 this year because the NBC guys had a vision for what it could be and pushed hard for it.” [….]

    So, I guess I’ll give NBC credit. And, as I said, it just looked really, really amazing on big screen HDTV… Anyway, I’m not saying it’d be an annual New Year’s tradition, but message to NBC and NHL: do it again! …

    Well, I did miss the glowing hockey puck from the FOX productions of hockey games; that would have helped with the visibility!

    Watched the late night shows – channel changing and VCR usage going on – on the first night that they were back. Tough positions for Conan and Leno to be in; but good for Letterman to get a deal with the Writers’ Guild. Jacques Steinberg and Bill Carter did the write up for the NY Times on the shows’ re-appearance to the small screen; the NY Times’ Alessandra Stanley has an interesting review of the late night viewing.

    My opinion: Conan made a nice balance of seriousness and amusement. The strike beard he had – he’s right; it does make him look like Kris Kringle from the old “Santa’s Coming to Town” cartoon. Plus, I had to laugh at the Watch Conan Spin His Wedding Ring on The Desk. Well, what can you do without writers? Meanwhile, Dave Letterman’s mostly white beard made him look strangely cheery, even smug. His show, with writers, got quite biting with the pro-union sentiment. Watched some of the Leno interview of Huckabee, but not that much; the Leno monologue was okay, I guess, but I’m not much of a Leno watcher to begin with. Craig Ferguson’s opening skit with the sheep was hilarious. Ah, well!

    At the hour that I’m posting this, it’s the wee hours of the morning of Jan. 4, so I’m still digesting the Iowa Caucus stuff. Turned out to be more exciting than I expected; we’re really living in history! Too bad about Senator Biden’s deciding to drop out; I wished he could have stayed on for one more debate. He brought some real thoughtfulness to things. Actually, the Democrats have been interesting; it’s been really something, I have to say – more than mudslinging. Are we heading for change, and how? Obama v. Edwards v. Clinton – let’s see how it gets hashed out in New Hampshire, and the road to Super Duper Duper Duper Tuesday. Heck, even the Republicans’ side of things is turning out to be quite the spectator sport, with Huckabee making Romney sweat now.

    But, still – I feel weird that Election 2008 came so early. It’s long in coming (yeah, since 2006, a friend of mine reminded me), but it feels so rushed and long. This post from NBC News’ Nightly News blog, “Daily Nightly” written by Andy Franklin, NBC News producer, raises an excellent point:

    We see some variation of this ritual every four years, though it hasn’t always started in Iowa — or started this early. Forty-eight years ago today — on January 2nd, 1960 — Senator John F. Kennedy was just getting around to announcing that he was a candidate for president. The 2nd fell on a Saturday that year, and with little else making news that first weekend of the New Year, Kennedy hoped to make a splash in the Sunday morning papers. He did. But the actual contests themselves were a still a long way off. The first primary, in New Hampshire, was two months away; Kennedy (from neighboring Massachusetts) was unopposed, and won easily. Wisconsin, Illinois and others followed in April. But the contest that would prove decisive — the West Virginia primary — did not take place until May.

    Goodness – back in the day, we really slogged it out with the campaigning, huh? And, at least, the candidates and the voters got Christmas for their own. Oh, well. Got to hand it to the Iowans – as much as we thinking caucusing is weird or has drawbacks, it got them to think about the issues or the candidates in more ways than ordinary voting may yield. We’ll see what’s next…

  • Political Upset

    Sen. Obama wins for the Dems, Gov. Huckabee wins for the Republicans, and Rep. Wu wins on C-SPAN?
    I’m a sucker for the underdogs, especially the ones with the crazy videos.

  • New Year, New Stuff?

    HAPPY NEW YEAR! I miss 2007 already.

    The Saturday before New Year’s Eve: watched Charlie Wilson’s War at the the Park Slope Pavilion. Movie’s directed by Mike Nichols, co-produced and starred by Tom Hanks, and written by Aaron Sorkin. It was an entertaining movie; classic Sorkin moments (excessive politician who does some womanizing, drinking, and drugging who learns to do more with what power he does have; the walking and talking in the halls of power, such as when Congressman Wilson (Hanks) is talking politics with the committee chair in Congress – a la Sorkin’s tv show, “West Wing”; and ideas to prevail to do good).

    Ironic moments – in the sense that the movie tries real hard not to wonder who Congressman Wilson’s helping in sending money and equipment to Afghanistan via the CIA (since guess who became America’s problem by 2001, even when we didn’t realize it in the 1980’s), and the people Wilson met in Pakistan (the military dictatorship who disposed of Benazir Bhutto’s father; much too eerie to think of now that she herself is gone; timing can suck). Some silly raunchy, nude moments at the beginning of the movie (which I didn’t think was necessary, but oh well).

    Is the movie Oscar worthy? I don’t know, but Hanks was good as usual as the man who didn’t want to care, until he did (and who was able to cash in his political chips very well, until he had to deal with Republicans and Democrats who stopped caring); Philip Seymour Hoffman was amusing as the CIA agent who’s frustrated by the bureaucracy; and Julia Roberts did well as the Texan socialite who cajoles Wilson to end Communism (he didn’t do it for her, but he got her point).

    New Year’s Eve – dinner at Oven in Brooklyn Heights; tasty stuffed portobella mushroom appetizer, lovely eggplant pizza, and chocolate fondue! Reviews said it was pretty good; I’ll agree. Not bad pricing, either.

    New Year’s Day – well, ok, got too lazy. But, what else is a day off for? Anyway, way cool New Year’s thing to watch: Winter Classic NHL – Buffalo Sabres v. Pittsburgh Penguins, playing hockey – outdoors, in the cold and snow. Apparently, after the Bills v. Giants game last week, they installed the rink in the football stadium – and more than 70,000 people came out to see the hockey game! Looked really exciting, not to mention insane; what a watch on the big screen HD TV. It’s amazing that this was the first time in the US that they did this. Bob Costas got a little silly, and Doc Emeric looked cold; everyone just seemed to have fun.

    Just in time for Bowl season: an interesting story on an APA and the U of Hawaii, as their football team heads to the Sugar Bowl, along with their graduate assistant, Brian Kajiyama, who’s not only working on his Phd. in special education but also happens to have cerebral palsy.

    I had Prof. Eric Foner back in college for American Radical History; in this NY Times op-ed, “Forgotten Step Toward Freedom,” he provides food for thought about a Jan. 1 upon which importation of slaves ended.

    More history:a trip to Asia, and the early Kodak pictures from them – 100 years ago – with William Taft (the future President and US Supreme Ct. Chief Justice), Alice Roosevelt (the then President’s daughter), and others – discovered in one man’s old family albums:

    The old photo albums were such a familiar part of the Woods family’s Adirondack camp that no one paid them much notice. But when the 21-year-old James T. Stever took a closer look at the nearly 1,000 rare photographs that his great-great-grandfather Harry Fowler Woods had taken a century ago, he saw them with fresh eyes.

    The sepia-toned black-and-white pictures showed candid moments from a groundbreaking diplomatic mission to the Far East, which William Howard Taft and a large entourage of congressmen, senators, businessmen and others made in 1905 at the behest of President Theodore Roosevelt. Mr. Woods, an amateur photographer and businessman who was a friend of Taft’s from their native Cincinnati, captured the heady atmosphere of the three-month trip with the new hand-held cameras that had just come on the market.

    When Mr. Stever came across the pictures in 2004, along with Mr. Woods’s neatly typed captions, he was unaware that they documented a pivotal time in America’s diplomatic past, a moment when the country was beginning to flex its imperialist muscles. [….]

    Members of the large Woods family agreed to part with the albums to save them. Margo T. Stever, Mr. Stever’s mother, who is not only Mr. Woods’s great-granddaughter but also distantly related to Taft, stepped in to direct the project.

    Ms. Stever, a poet who lives in Sleepy Hollow, N.Y., organized a team of curators, designers and writers (including Mr. Stever, who is now a 24-year-old graduate student in history at Brown University). She also worked with Friends of the William Howard Taft Birthplace in Cincinnati to raise more than $100,000 to make digital scans of the century-old prints and produce explanatory material.

    A result is a traveling show, “Looking East: William Howard Taft and the 1905 Mission to Asia,” that will go on view Jan. 17 at the Nippon Club in Manhattan and run through Feb. 8. The rescue project also produced a Web site, ohiohistory.org/tafttrip; a museum catalog, which will be available free at the Nippon Club; and a teacher’s guide for middle school and high school students.

    During the holidays (or making just dealing with regular life), things are sounding rather uncomfortable in Hollywood, with striking writers and the entertainment executives bumping into each other.

    Some tv stuff:

    The late night shows are about to be back (with guests? who knows…), even though the writers’ strike is still on. At least David Letterman got a deal with the writers, so he’ll be back with writers. Can’t the networks/studio/production companies come to a settlement already? Let’s be creative; at least, I thought that’s the nature of your industry. Negotiations take some kind of thought. Think about it.

    Say goodbye to CourtTV, which is re-branding itself as TruTV. I saw the commercial promoting its new identity – “It’s Not Reality; It’s Actuality.” There’s such a word as “actuality”? Apparently, they wanted to get away from the bad connotations of the phrase “reality tv.” Forget that; unless you’re showing documentaries (what I’d call non-fiction programming, at the least), you’re still “reality tv” (which may not mean you’ve elevated your level of quality). Plus, what will happen to all those legal-ish shows that Court TV used to do…? Oh, well. Guess they’re trying to stay on the air and make a buck.

    If you don’t have cable or you’ve an old tv, got to get that transmitter to make your tv digital ready by Feb. 2009. Coupons from the feds to get you going, so says Yahoo/Associated Press.

  • Happy New Year 2008

    Happy New Year 2008! Thanks for being part of my life this year. As usual in my annual messages, I give you a few statistics and offer a short essay.

    Stats
    Miles on a plane: 12,705 (down 84% from last year, but will make up for it in 2008)
    Miles in a rental car: about 1,300
    Miles in a Zipcar: 784 (including 206 km in Toronto, Canada)
    MB of email: 1,304 (up 24% from last year, mostly spam)

    Cities Visited: Washington, D.C., Atlantic City, Toronto, Cincinnati, Seattle, Portland, Las Vegas

    Heroes and Mentors
    My fiancée’s dad was showing us how to make dumplings – you know, the kind you can get in Chinatown, 5 for a dollar, boiled or fried. He’s a retired Chinese chef, so it was easy for him to whip up the filling (ground pork and the cleaver-minced fresh shrimp meat for that homemade touch) and roll the skins from scratch.

    Now, the filling is not difficult for anyone that can follow a recipe. The hard part really is the crimping — making sure that the filling stays inside the skin when boiled and fried. In the standard scalloped dumpling, he can seal in 9 to 12 beautiful ruffles. Then just as quickly using the same materials, he can switch it up with the Shanghai style xiao long bao, and then move on to Cantonese siu mai. In the span of a half hour, he pumps out 4 trays of these tasty morsels. In some ways, it was almost supernatural.

    Is it better to be a hero or a mentor? They are both people that you look up to, and they have skills, characteristics, or achievements that we wish we had. But they are not the same. The difference is that heroes are people who are set apart from normal people, while mentors are people that are close to you.

    I searched for references to this relationship and many cites point to Joseph Campbell’s “Hero’s Journey”. Formally trained writers are familiar with this template for the universal story, or “monomyth”, which is illustrated in the Star Wars series of movies. One step in this journey (“Supernatural Aid”) focuses on the mentor-hero relationship: Obi-Wan Kenobi to Luke Skywalker in A New Hope, or Yoda to Luke in the Empire Strikes Back.

    In these stories, it is the hero that gets things done, but it is the mentor that makes it possible. It is also not unusual for one to become the other: Obi-Wan is the hero of Episodes 1 to 3, but becomes the mentor in the original Star Wars movie (Episode 4).

    This year I was fortunate to revisit the mentors from my past, family and friends who in the course of time our paths have drawn away from each other, and perhaps making them into heroes. I was also able to meet some of my heroes in person, and discover that they are people too!

    Getting back to dumplings, at first I made meager attempts to imitate the proper sealing technique, but at best it looks like a raw mutated Jamaican beef patty. He encouraged me to keep trying, saying that I could do it, and over time I got a little better – not pretty, but the two parts of the dumpling kept together.

    Due to my incomplete knowledge of Chinese, there’s a lot I don’t know about my fiancée’s dad. The one thing I know for sure is that in the universe of dumplings, he’s both a hero and a mentor. Let’s be both heroes and mentors – they need to be kept together too.

    Resolutions
    Last year’s resolution was to join the YMCA and learn how to swim. We were successful in joining the YMCA, and I did make it to the pool once, but quite frankly I can’t say that I know how to swim with any confidence. I didn’t get it together with organizing lessons, and then I messed up my left ankle (you can read about my second degree sprain at http://www.triscribe.com/wp/archives/1340) which took until this month to fully recover. I’ll try to complete this one this year, as well as the other one, to marry my sweetheart (for those that have been counting, the engagement has been going on 2 years) this October 11, 2008. Here’s to an awesome year for you – I’m looking forward to it.

    Please send me any updates to your contact information. I’ve also given in and joined Facebook, so please look for me there and challenge me to a game of Scrabblous sometime. Thanks again!

  • Eve of New Year’s Eve

    The thing I never quite liked about Year In Review (particularly those that come out, say, before Christmas) is that they may wind up missing what happens the last six days of the year (like this year, when Pakistan’s serious business in the news, or say the year of the Indonesian tsunami).

    My personal Year In Review? Notable stuff –

    January 2007 – got on the Alternate List for Strange New Worlds 10 – so close to getting published for one of my stories!

    The California vacation in September 2007.

    My National Novel Writing Month novel, in November 2007, “Bread and Circuses” – done!

    Joined Facebook. (yeah, it’s notable, since it’s kind of one of those 21st Century habits now).

    Stretched myself somewhat with my reading – actually trying to read more poetry; plus visiting more museums.

    There are probably lots of other stuff that happened this year that I’m not thinking about, but it’s somewhere around triscribe.

    Well, okay – one item of thought about 2007 – campaigns came out way too early. I felt bad that the Iowans must have had Christmas a little messed up with the non-stop campaign commercials and the fact that the states went nuts with going for Super Duper Duper Tuesday for 2008. Real Clear Politics blog on Time.com, in its post on “Why Not Biden?” asked a question that kind of made a point to me:

    One name conspicuously missing from the discussion is Joe Biden, who probably has more real experience in the foreign policy workings of the United States government than all the other Democrats running for president combined.

    Indeed, Clinton’s “closing argument” in Iowa – we live in serious times that demand a person with enough experience to step into the White House and lead from day one – is in many ways an effective argument in favor of Joe Biden. [….]

    Yet, Biden’s not going to be taken seriously, as the post notes. Bill Richardson – much experience, too. In the end, are the voters really thinking about “experience” or about who has the strength, power, and money to pull off the election? Well, who knows? 2008 may be interesting; I just wish it’d be more peaceful than 2007.

    NY Times profiling a NYC electrician who heads the team that takes care of the lighting on the Brooklyn Bridge; wow. Jake Mooney writes:

    BECAUSE Ben Cipriano is a wisecracking kind of guy, maybe it’s best to begin his story in the form of a joke: How many electricians does it take to screw in all the light bulbs on the Brooklyn Bridge? The answer is six. Not much of a punch line, but it has the advantage of being factually correct. [….]

    We check in with Mr. Cipriano just now because of the mayor’s announcement this month that a host of city landmarks, including the Brooklyn Bridge, will soon be outfitted with new, energy-efficient bulbs. The bulbs — light-emitting diodes, actually — should last much longer than the existing bulbs, which themselves last for years. One wonders what this means for the future of bridge-top bulb-changing.

    Do not worry, though, about Ben Cipriano. There is plenty of other work up there, and no one is sure how the new lights will respond to the extreme weather conditions. He will be watching closely, as he already does, whenever he drives past when the lights are on, or sees one of his bridges while watching television with his family.

    “Maybe I should get a hobby,” he said. But getting the lights right is important to him, and the problem with the current lights, 100-watt mercury vapor bulbs, is that they turn green as they start to burn out. “Even if you have a couple of them out — 160 bulbs are up there — people are going to notice,” Mr. Cipriano said. “They don’t look so hot if you have some bright ones and some green ones and so on and so forth.” [….]

    Up on top of the bridge, Mr. Cipriano still marvels at it all, this time from a place with an unobstructed 360-degree view. “People would pay to go up there,” he said, “and we’re getting paid to go up there.”

    He has never been scared of heights, climbing up to work with two wires tethering him to the bridge cables. He wears brown shoes with rubber soles that squeak on the floor but are good for traction on the bridges — “no high heels, no fancy shoes with leather bottoms” — and he ties his screwdriver to his belt.

    He also has, in his pocket, a little camera: 35-

    millimeter before, digital now. He has spent enough time looking at New York to know what he likes. “No clouds is no good,” he said. “Overcast is no good, obviously. But if you have clouds in the background with the buildings, it’s just a great picture.”

    NY Times on the New Year’s Eve falling ball of 1907 (i.e., New Year’s Day, 1908) – 100 years ago; Jim Rasenberger writes:

    IF we could ride a great glimmering ball back to Times Square a century ago, we might see ourselves in the men and women who gathered there on New Year’s Eve of 1907.

    Notwithstanding how they dressed or wore their hair, their lives were superficially similar to ours. They took the subway to work and lived in homes lighted by electricity. They talked on telephones, went to the movies and listened to music on their new Victrolas. They worried about their weight and wondered whether Christmas was becoming commercialized.

    And on Dec. 31, 1907, for the first time, they did something that hundreds of thousands of New Yorkers will do on Monday night: They celebrated the passing of ’07 into ’08 by watching an illuminated sphere falling from the sky.

    Of course, not everything is quite the same. The ball that will descend in Times Square in the final seconds of 2007 is a far more sophisticated vessel than the one that made its debut at the end of 1907. This year’s incarnation, which is brand-new, will weigh 1,200 pounds and sparkle with 9,576 light-emitting diodes gleaming through Waterford crystal; a hundred years ago, the ball weighed 700 pounds and was illuminated by 216 incandescent bulbs.

    But that first “electric ball,” as The New York Times referred to it, was dazzling enough to the people who poured into Times Square to see it. After 10 p.m., when the theaters let out, men in silk hats and women in furs swelled the crowd further. “An acrobat could hardly have managed to fall down for a wager, so tightly did the people hold each other up,” The New York Evening Sun reported the next day. [….]

    Have a Happy New Year! See you in 2008!

  • Other Stuff

    Inter-disciplinary approach on environmentalism – now, more than ever, can different academicians work together?

    Literature for Soldiers” – interesting article in Newsweek on how the cadets at West Point read literature and the professor who teaches them lit. I’m not that surprised by the depth of their reading – these are bright young people; their education includes some humanities (not just military stuff); and sometimes, literature makes the military stuff no less raw anyway.

    From this Christmas, interesting Daily News profile on June Mei, Mayor Bloomberg’s interpreter on his recent trip to China, by Kirsten Danis:

    On Mayor Bloomberg’s recent China trip, one woman rarely strayed from his side: a Brooklyn-born interpreter with a knack for languages and a taste for Fox’s U-bet chocolate syrup.

    June Mei grew up in Prospect Heights and spoke barely a word of her family’s native Cantonese until she was 8.

    “I’m such a New Yorker that I never learned to drive,” she said in her Tribeca apartment after returning from Asia.

    Yet she effortlessly spun Bloomberg’s English into Mandarin over the three-day trip – and she owes her skill to childhood asthma.

    Mei, the daughter of an ethnic Chinese doctor and his wife who emigrated from Singapore, was gripped by such bad attacks that her mother moved her to a Florida apartment to wait out winters.

    She didn’t attend classes in the South, and her mom worried she’d never get through Public School 9 at home.

    So at age 8, Mei was sent to live with relatives in Hong Kong and suddenly had to learn Cantonese.

    “The Chinese literature class was like I had dropped into a foreign planet,” said Mei, 60.

    Mei graduated from high school in Hong Kong and returned home to study history in college and graduate school.

    Along the way, she picked up Mandarin – while playing cards with Taiwanese grad students. [….]

    And, an item on NJ – with Gov. Corzine away (holiday vacation, it seems; he does remind me a bit of Mayor Bloomberg…), St. Senator Richard Codey is (again) acting governor. Considering how often he has filled the role, as this NY Times article notes, he “really acts like like a governor.” The article amused me, since the very same thought occurred to me too, when Codey signed the bill requiring HIV testing of pregnant women in NJ. Nothing against Corzine (then again, I don’t live in Jersey, even if I’m admitted to their bar), but kind of weird to think that Codey does so much. Eventually, NJ is going to have to have a lieutenant governor, like other states, and not have to make things so… weird.

    The concept of Good Riddance Day, wherein people gathered at Times Square to shred crap for the sake of good karma, seems lovely; but on the news, it looked a little… weird.

    As the year ends, I may very do a year in review type of thing. We’ll see!

  • Chinese Americans at Jewish Restaurants for Christmas

    [Catch up posts for Christmas, I Am Legend, and the Stage Crew reunion to follow.]

    For some reason this year, much has been made of the traditional Jewish American affinity for Chinese restaurants, especially at Christmas. (See YouTube, Jennifer 8. Lee, and NPR). No one has talked about how much Chinese people like Jewish food.

    My dad got me hooked at an early age, as he was good friends with Freddy the bagel guy, and spent many a weekend in the back of the store kicking back Nedicks orange sodas and watching the bagels boil into nice dumplings before being baked to chewy perfection. I probably know more about appetizing than any Chinese person ought to know. The day my sister was born, Freddy came and picked us up from school and took us home. P-‘s neighbors were all Jewish growing up; she can get mean cravings for latkes.

    OK, it’s usually nowhere as cheap as Chinese food, and it’s certainly in the same league health-wise,with their wide variety of fatty, high carb and fried foods. However, also coming from a culture of survival, you can count on Jewish food to be prepared with meticulous precision, creatively using ingredients, with nothing wasted that is edible (at least permitted under kashrut laws). Also, having no dairy works out for us lactose intolerant folks.

    First stop this past week was at the newly reopened 2nd Avenue Deli (now at 33 St. between 3 Avenue and Lexington, around the corner from Koreatown). Warning: 30-45 minute waits for a table are usual, even at the time I went at 3 PM. I hear the line was 100 deep at lunch time. Good thing that they are now open 24 hours. Our waitress (as well as about a quarter of the staff) was Chinese. My usual – matzo ball soup (lighter in color than Katz’s, but fluffier), and a hot pastrami sandwich. They are exactly the same as before. A meal will set you back $20 or so, but what are you waiting for? The 2nd Avenue Deli is kosher certified by a Conservative rabbi, so while no dairy is served, it is not strictly kosher as Orthodox standards goes, and then there is the issue of being open on Saturday. But hey, we’re Chinese, so that’s something somebody else has to deal with, while we eat. Way Recommended if you don’t need to ask too many questions.

    The day after Christmas, P and 4 of her high school friends (all Asian and female) went out with one of their old teachers (who is Jewish) to Grille de Paris, a French restaurant located on Kings Highway in Brooklyn. They are under strict glatt Kosher supervision, and the other patrons were obviously very observant. We sure made an appearance there, although I guess it’s not any weirder than Jewish people in a Chinese restaurant.

    Bowls of garlic bread were put out to begin. P had the pre fixe of fatush salad (traditional), eggplant napoleon (tasty breaded eggplant slices somewhat like that for eggplant parm), beef shish kabobs with vegatables, and a chocolate mousse (I shared it – it was a bit sweet, but I liked it – P thought there was too much of the non-dairy creamer in it). I wanted an all mushroom all the time meal, so I had the tri mushroom salad, which was large, tasty and fantastic, french onion soup (was really wishing for the melted cheese) and fillet Wellington (pretty good and full of red wine and mushroom flavor, but under Kosher rules, the meat cannot be bloody, so it has to be cooked to at least what we would normally call medium-well, so be forewarned). A piped stack of mashed potatoes (using obviously real hand-mashed potatoes, not reconstituted potato flakes) was accompanied by a trio of snow peas, peppers and onions which would be familiar in a stir-fry, all well-sauteed. We asked one of the servers to take our picture at the table at the end of the meal. He cracks a joke: “say ‘meat’, not cheese -we’re a meat restaurant”.

    While it isn’t Le Cirque, there were plenty of delicious food, and they put a lot of effort in service and presentation (see the photos in the flickr strip). Even though it’s perhaps the only Kosher French restaurant in the city, it’s not a take it or leave it situation – it’s actually not bad. Recommended if you’re avoiding dairy.

  • The Third or Fourth Day of Christmas

    On Christmas: watched “Sweeney Todd” with the siblings at the Cobble Hill movie theater. Sondheim musical; the music was excellent; movie was otherwise eerie and creepy. Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter turned out to be talented. Alan Rickman – thumbs up as the villain/victim. Timothy Spall, as eerie as ever as Rickman’s kind of sidekick (Spall – who plays Peter Pettigrew in the Harry Potter movies, and Rickman who’s Prof. Snape, plus Bonham Carter (Bellatrix Lestrange of the Potter movies)? — honestly, British actors get around). Sasha Baron Cohen (the ex-Borat/ex-Ali G) was quite good too. But, as the movie critics noted (including NY Times’ A.O. Scott), it is a bit bloody; beware to the squeamish…

    Stuff I noticed in the Times from Christmas day:

    NY Times’ Jennifer 8. Lee on NYC Chinatown’s Church of the Transfiguration.

    In the op-ed of the NY Times, Prof. John Anthony McGuckin, of religious history at Union Theological Seminary and Columbia U., writes on St. Nicholas.

    A Christmas poem by Patrick Muldoon: “Myrrh.”

    A New York Times’ story on Christmas in Iraq, as observed by Christian Iraqis. I thought it was a poignant story, as Damien Cave writes:

    The service began with traditional hymns. Some songs were sung in Aramaic, the language of Jesus. It was a reminder of the 2,000-year-old history of Iraq’s largest Christian group, the Chaldeans, an Eastern Rite church affiliated with Roman Catholicism.

    Initially the sermon seemed equally traditional, beginning as many do with phrases like “This day is not like other days.”

    Yet the priest, the Rev. Thaer al-Sheik, soon turned to more local themes. He talked about the psychological impact of violence, kidnapping and a lack of work. He condemned hate. He denounced revenge.

    “We must practice being humane to each other,” he said. “Living as a Christian today is difficult.”

    A few moments later he asked, “If the angel Gabriel comes today and says Jesus Christ is reborn, what do we do? Do we clap or sing?”

    His parish, quiet and somber — with the drab faces of a funeral, not a Mass on Christmas Eve — took the question seriously. And responded.

    “We ask him for forgiveness,” said a woman, her head covered by a black scarf. Her voice was just loud enough for everyone to hear.

    Then another woman raised her voice. “We ask for peace,” she said.

    Father Sheik looked disappointed. “We are always like beggars, asking God for this or that,” he said. “We shouldn’t be this way. First, we should thank God for giving us Jesus Christ. He would say, ‘I came to live among you. I want to teach you how to be compassionate. I want to teach you how to be more humane.’” [….]

    But even Father Sheik could not resist asking God for a little help. He ended his sermon with a request that all Iraqis would love to see fulfilled.

    “We call on God for equality, freedom — an end to war and an end to hunger,” he said. “We only demand from God peace for all of you.”

    The assassination of Benazir Bhutto of Pakistan.

  • Pre-Christmas Weekend

    This Sunday – watched Alvin and the Chipmunks the movie with the siblings, at the Cobble Hill theater. Aww. I did say that I thought it seemed cute, and, although I felt a little silly seeing it, it was cute. I mean, if you’re going to do a live-action movie, you might as well make the Chipmunks as chipmunk-looking as you can go with the CGI (as opposed to how it was done for a long time – a little cartoony and kind of scary to think that they were more kid-like than chipmunk; nonetheless, the official Chipmunk website looks cute). The movie came off well enough.

    Jason Lee as Dave Seville, the Chipmunks’ dad/manager, pulled it off decently as the struggling songwriter and reluctant dad; nothing groundbreaking (clearly he did the movie to at least take his own kids to see something of his work; but oh well). “The Christmas Song” as entertaining as ever, and the meaning of Christmas… it is about family, isn’t it? Actor/Comedian David Cross as the vile Ian, music producer, was entertaining in that villain kind of way. Kind of eerie seeing actress Cameron Richardson as Dave Seville’s love interest, because she was the actress who played the scary patient on “House” last season (the pissed-off adrogynous model). But, altogether nice relaxing fun, and the Chipmunk music is as good as ever (ok, actually, I’m still dubious about “The Witch Doctor” song as hip-hop, but so it goes). The Chipmunks are still their amusing selves (Alvin as egotistical as ever; Theodore as sweet as ever; and Simon as the smart one). But, as Dave says, they’re just kids… (kids since 1958, but so it goes).

    Sweet movie to take your kids or your inner kid. Just don’t come in expecting too much, or else you’ll start thinking “Why am I not watching the soon-to-be-Oscar-nominated movie in the next theater?”

    A look at a Brooklyn landmark: NY Times on Fulton Mall.

    City Council approved the plans for Alma Mater. Here’s hoping things will get better. Maybe.

    Read one of Joseph J. Ellis’ books on the Founding Fathers in the past; interesting article here he wrote (in the Washington Post) about what would George Washington do about Iraq:

    What would George Washington do about Iraq? An op-ed editor (not at The Washington Post, I should add) recently asked me to write an article answering that question, presumably because I had once written a biography of Washington and have just published another book on the founding generation. But, as I tried to explain, Washington would not be able to find Iraq on a map. Nor would he know about weapons of mass destruction, Islamic fundamentalism, Humvees, cellphones, CNN or Saddam Hussein.

    The historically correct answer, then, is that Washington would not have a clue. It’s tempting to believe that the political wisdom of our Founding Fathers can travel across the centuries in a time capsule, land among us intact, then release its insights into our atmosphere — and as we breathed in that enriched air, our perspective on Iraq, global warming, immigration and the other hot-button issues of the day would be informed by what we might call “founders’ genius.” (Come to think of it, at least two Supreme Court justices who embrace the literal version of “original intent” believe that this is possible.) But there are no time capsules, except in science fiction. The gap between the founders’ time and ours is non-negotiable, and any direct linkage between them and now is intellectually problematic.

    This conclusion is not just irrefutable; it’s also unacceptable to many of us, because it suggests that the past is an eternally lost world that has nothing to teach us. And if history has nothing to teach us, why in heaven’s name should we study it?

    One answer, I suppose, is for the sheer satisfaction of understanding those who have preceded us on this earthly trail. In that sense, history, like virtue, really is its own reward. But that answer doesn’t really work for me. [….]

    Suppose, then, that we rephrase the question. It is not “What would George Washington do about Iraq?” Rather, it is “How are your own views of Iraq affected by your study of Washington’s experience leading a rebellion against a British military occupation?” The answer on this score is pretty clear. Washington eventually realized — and it took him three years to have this epiphany — that the only way he could lose the Revolutionary War was to try to win it. The British army and navy could win all the major battles, and with a few exceptions they did; but they faced the intractable problem of trying to establish control over a vast continent whose population resented and resisted military occupation. As the old counterinsurgency mantra goes, Washington won by not losing, and the British lost by not winning. Our dilemma in Iraq is analogous to the British dilemma in North America — and is likely to yield the same outcome. [….]

    What would Washington do? Well, he did speak of a prospective American empire, though he was thinking primarily of our eventual domination of the North American continent, not the globe. On a few occasions, he seemed to suggest that if we played our cards right in the 19th century, the United States might replace Britain as the dominant power in the 20th. That indeed happened. But would he have endorsed a hegemonic U.S. foreign policy based on military power? Probably not. But that’s my opinion, not necessarily Washington’s.

    Queen Elizabeth II is going to go on YouTube to do her annual Christmas speech. I heard that she e-mails; should I be surprised that she’ll go on YouTube?

    The planet Mars is extra red and shiny this Christmas. Ooh.

  • Stuff

    What minimal tv I’ve been watching; but can I really attribute it to the writers’ strike?

    Good Deal with Dave Lieberman – I’ve been watching much of this show. Such a cutie, this Dave Lieberman! 😉

    Learn so much from Alton Brown’s show Good Eats. I’m get glued to the tube when it’s on.

    Now, if only I were to actually cook, after watching all these cooking shows.

    So glad to know that I’m not the only one who re-uses shopping bags – and that some department stores design their bags with that intention.

    Can the SUNY system be anything like, say the UC system (with Berkeley) or UMichigan (with the Ann Arbor campus)? Well, that depends on the state, doesn’t it? The fact that our elementary and secondary education systems leave much to be desired, I’m not certain how would the state transform the higher education in the public realm.

    Hmm, interesting op-ed in the NY Times’ Week in Review by Adam Freedman on the commas in the Second Amendment, and what kind of trouble this may lead in trying to predict what will happen to the whole right to guns thing.

    NY Times’ Holland Cotter, on the eve of leaving the neighborhood, talking about the Cloisters. I really liked it when I went up there this summer, so I’m linking to the article.

    NY Times’ Mark “The Minimalist” Bittman on how to be even more minimal in making holiday party hors d’oevres, if that’s possible. If I could cook (or would bother), this might actually be fun to do.

    NY Times’ Roberta Smith on the Matisse exhibit at the Baltimore Museum of Art.

    And, on politics (since I didn’t resist linking to the NY Times on Joe Biden) – an interesting NY Times article on Bill Richardson by Jodi Kantor. I do admire him (putting aside the Wen Ho Lee debacle back when Richardson was Dept. of Energy Secretary) for having so much experience in politics; whether that’ll lead to much in the primaries remain to be seen.

    And, last but not least, an unusual but fitting slide show on guys in Santa suits and other winter scenes to Christmas music on Slate.