Studio Time

Norman Wong

I had the opportunity to watch the photographer Norman Wong in action this past Saturday. Thanks again Norm.

Sirloin Roast and Paul's Eye

The title is simply a reference to the day this roast went on the fire. We started with a trip to the Healthy Butcher on Queen St. to snag an organic sirloin roast along with a couple bags of heirloom potatoes and carrots. The result was a good learning experience, tasty legumes with roasted garlic, rosemary, and lemon zest, thick first-time gravy, beefy itis, and the mother of all black eyes. But that was about a month ago. Now, Paul's eye is healed and BBQing in the snow is a breeze. Well, it is for Cam anyway.

Jan Svankmajer

Jan Svankmajer - Dimensions of dialogue
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Written Down

-brutally stabbed
-hot water wouldn't cool down
-blue gum on the side of his face
-"When I get out of law school that fucker is dead"
-didn't see my brother's face
-watching the Ninja Turtles
-comedic paramedics
-light blond hair, with receding hairline
-cleaned out James' room
-my father is going crazy

Camera Impotence and the Ceiling Show

So it finally happened. After years of neglect and general misuse the stock lens on my Canon EOS Elan IIe that I had been using on my new EOS Rebel XTi finally bit the big one on Thursday when I pulled it out of my bag. The base of the lens was showing signs of wear from the sections of plastic cracking off that I'd find every now and then in the bottom of my bag. It makes me look upon the days of yesteryear when camera bodies, lenses, and all other parts were made out of metal. Idiots like me are the reason why we should go back to the way things were. Or I could smarten up and get a case.

On a different note, if you ever wonder what goes on inside of a AF lens sit tight because I'll be posting images of my self-induced disaster. Meanwhile, here are some photographs from a show I did years ago with the EOS Elan IIe and that original lens.

Belated Turkey Day Photos (it was that good)

Ok, I know this is like two weeks late but I couldn't let it pass.

Liz was in town and we hooked up the Rusholme Ruffians for some Turkey Day eats. Paul thankfully saddled up to the helm and took control of the situation because if he didn't, there might have been a front page story featuring your heroes on Brock Ave due to my ambitions for a deep-fried Turkey Day.

The result was a masterfully executed feast with assistance from all sides and characters, including the ones that showed up to help eat and serve.

On the menu was (I can't remember exactly but this was the jist of it):

Cream of cauliflower soup with roasted garlic with fried sage leaves(sage pictured, soup not pictured)

Roasted butternut squash risotto with amaretti

Celery root mash with roasted garlic and mascarpone (not pictured)

Liz' special homemade cranberry sauce (which I found out was insanely easy to do)

Strawberry rhubarb pie

Steigls all around

and finally...

A 15 lbs turkey with pancetta and stuffing place in between the breast and skin resulting in a evenly cooked bird that fell apart when we tried to move it from the roasting pan.

With the exception of the turkey itself everything was vegetarian friendly and itis-inducing.

Thanks all!!

But I still want a deep-fried turkey god dammit!