“I’ll make him an offer he can’t refuse.”
― Mario Puzo, The Godfather
Never trust an auto store with a mounted horse head. I think that’s a good policy.
“And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
On Wednesday I put on construction boots and gear and got to go through a Grade II listed historic building site getting nicely dusted up. Yesterday we put on the event I’d been primary planner on at Somerset House and spent a few hours going around in heels and a LBD entertaining the super wealthy with caviar, champagne, and vodka (the sourcing of which on such short notice has rather consumed my work life for the last week and a half). In other words, the gig continues to be great!
It also continues to be terribly busy so here are your links, quick and dirty!
Pemberley is for sale, team. And it has a bear pit.
Words can’t express how heartily I endorse this.
Well, this is grimm…sorry. I’ll show myself out…
Who knew that C02 could like this artistic?
Ebloa, already a horrifying disease, has another scary component I just learned about this week, a degree of sexual transmission ability. Yikes.
Jeff has found his next cooking project.
Well this is just positively heartwarming. Be sure to read the follow up for extra heart warms.
There’s nothing like living in a fashion capital to make you doubt your style abilities. Bill Cunningham to the rescue.
The effort that goes into cheese. Totally worth it.
“If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe.”
— Carl Sagan
As part of the Apple Day festivities, Borough Market set up one of the cleverest display exhibits I’ve seen in a while. Come and step into the REAL Apple Store!
Now that’s just cheeky. The set up was made to deliberately mimic Apple Inc, down to the blue shirts of the display minders.
But rather than digital and electronics, the display was of 1000 varieties of apples, one for every year of Borough Market’s existence.
This apparently is the oldest recorded variety of apple in Britain, and it’s still around.
We loved it. It was cute and clever and fun!
“It is remarkable how closely the history of the apple tree is connected with that of man.”
― Henry David Thoreau
Borough Market is currently celebrating 1000 years of history, and this year’s Apple Day pulled out all the stops with a proper harvest festival. Players put on traditional skits featuring English folk heroes like Robin Hood and anthropomorphic woodland creatures, Morris dancers performed, and a Green Man (a pagan throwback, probably to harvest and fertility gods) presided in a fab costume. The big deal this year was a display of 1000 apple varieties, including the oldest known variety to come to Britain. There were tasting stations to try the apples, the kitchens hosted baking classes, and generally a nicely traditional time was had by all!
Some of the varieties of apples grown in and near London throughout the centuries.
The players performing, alongside a Corne Queene, a traditional symbol of plenty and constructed entirely of harvest bounty.
The Green Man (also called the Berry Man and any other number of names across the centuries), a symbolic nature figure who appears in literature and traditions across Europe.
One of the players hands out conkers…
And the Morris dancers immediately start a game!
Two of our nephews made a bargain to go a year without video games in exchange for a to be determined request, and to our collective surprise, they made it! They also gave Jeff and I a lesson in hypothetical parental bargaining because one of them asked for a motorcycle which my brother and sister-in-law are now contractually obligated to produce. But what the younger one really wanted…was a pet lizard.
Today Jeff and I learned what he called him: Harry.
Literally so he could say to it, “You’re a lizard, Harry!”
“Be steady and well-ordered in your life so that you can be fierce and original in your work.”
― Gustave Flaubert
It’s Friday, I’m putting the Russian event to bed and gearing up for one involving Rolls Royce. Life is surreal right now. It’s also Jeff’s 29th birthday and I get to tease him about being old (while wiser people roll their eyes at us). I have to say, he is aging marvelously.
We celebrated earlier in the week with an excellent dinner at a restaurant we’d both wanted to go to for over a year, and it was worth it! Tonight it’s pizza and movies with presents. Over the weekend it’s freelance, food, and writing/editing. I’m pleasantly tired and looking forward to it. If I could find a way to mix in regular exercise again, I would be downright impressive. Here are you links, with extra holiday cheer, and share anything else worth reading in the comments!
The John Lewis Christmas film has arrived. And I am in irrational love with it. Call me ridiculous, but as the companion of an intrepid and well loved teddy bear, I think this advert nails both the relationship and the general loveliness of the season. Sue me.
Sainsbury too?! Guys, my heart grew three sizes this day.
And speaking of childhood wonder: loop forever.
The madness needs to stop!
Newly working with luxury developers as I am (she humbled bragged), these caught my eye.
In case you haven’t noticed them on The Toast, their women in Western art pieces are hilarious. But this is my favorite yet.
I snort laughed, remembering the feeling of the limitations of my first paycheck well.
Oh dear…some of Jeff’s “dance” moves are validated…