Whole Larder Love is Coming to Chicago

PrintThis SUNDAY, JUNE 9thRohan Anderson, author of Whole Larder Love, will be in Chicago for a reading, a cooking demonstration, and a dinner, starting at 2pm.
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The 30th Anniversary of Huey Lewis & The News’ Sports

In the past month, something has happened. Something that I never saw coming. Huey Lewis is in the news again.
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Seth Philpott

We met at a taco joint.  At a long table of mutual friends, he was seated across from me. Saddled way, way back in his seat, this guy was quiet, brooding. He was wearing a deep V-neck t-shirt and his black fedora was tipped forward, covering his brow. When he did speak, it was with this husky, marble-mouthed baritone. Later, I came to find out he was harboring a bit of a cold that night. That night, we talked about stuff guys who are just meeting talk about. — What do you do? Where did you get that hat? You like to quote movies, too? These fried fish tacos are better than any fried fish tacos in the history of fried fish tacos. Do you want another beer? — Since that taco night, mostly through encounters when our paths cross while touring this wonderful country of ours, this mild-mannered gent has gone on to become something of a confidant, a champion, a check and a balance in my life. We’re friends who rarely see each other, but when we do, there’s always a spark of inspiration that emanates from an unspoken knowledge that we’re fighting the same fight.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Seth Philpott. Become a fan.

Sign Painters

When thinking about how to express what a shop dedicated to our fathers and grandfathers would look like, Joe Gannon and I turned to sign painters like Jeff Canham and one time sign painter, the artist — and one of my personal heroes — Ed Ruscha. Because as good a friend as she is, she’s an even better artist, we reached out to our buddy, Christine Mitchell, who put together a hand-drawn logo, which surpassed our expectations and, as a calling card goes, expresses what we never could with Buckshot Sonny’s.
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Day 1
I have a problem.

It’s not a real problem like an economic crisis borne of these uncertain times, nor is it mental, physical, or otherwise somehow internally harmful. It’s not financial. It’s not like the problem of pesky neighbors nor a nagging parent nor an out-of-control rodent infestation. Truthfully, in the grandest of life’s schemes, this is rather small potatoes.

I have a problem with theft.
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John Belushi & Dan Aykroyd Take Brian Wilson Surfing, 1976

Growing up, my favorite movie was The Blues Brothers. I watched all the time with — of all people — my mother, who would laugh whenever Aykroyd appeared. She would point at the TV and say to me, “You could do that.”

Some mothers want their sons to grow up to be president. Mine was aiming for Aykroyd. Reading the story of making The Blues Brothers in the excellent comedy issue of January’s Vanity Fair, I rediscovered my love for the film, and for the men behind it.

I found this Beach Boys video on Sasha Lamb’s blog, Workin Nights, yesterday. From Dennis Wilson’s T-shirt (No Sweat) to the “Surf Patrol” uniforms the not-ready-for-primetime boys no doubt lifted from Universal Studios’ costume department, it had me in stitches.

Come on, Brian. Let’s go surfing now.
Everybody’s learning how.
Come on a safari with us.

Made Here

One Trip Pass‘ Jay Carroll — the King of the Road Trip — has created a series of videos centered on the work he’s done for Levi’s, traveling and buying up some of his favorite things to be sold in their stores. If dreams were realities, Jay would continue to travel and document these terrific people and their lives’ work forever.

Without further ado, Made Here.
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The Hill-Side: Old Virginia

This is what it’s all about: those old bobbins, drinking corn whiskey, and playing “The Red River Valley” with your thumb.

Thanks for sharing this with us, guys. Great stuff.

The Make Anything Project: Winter Session

Can’t sew. Can’t really cut. Can barely draw. Before a few cold nights in December, I’d never made a bag. But I knew what I wanted to make: an oversized leather and canvas tote bag in black, a Christmas present for my girlfriend, who rarely leaves the house without — and I’m not kidding — at least two tote bags on her shoulder. Though I watched one being made in Maine and once at my friends’ Tanya Fleischer and Roy Katz’s apartment in the Andersonville neighborhood of Chicago, I’d never attempted to make a bag like this before, but I knew I had it in me. And fortunately, I had a lot of help from Tanya and Roy. You see, they run a successful business out of their apartment’s work space where they make a variety of canvas and leather bags and accessories under the name Winter Session.

Consider this is a call to action. The Make Anything Project.
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Nora Ephron

Though the certificate says “English-Writing,” by eschewing my non-fiction professor’s urges to stick to a more common narrative form in my senior seminar class, I was effectively a screenwriting major. Where others wrote of period pieces in dreamlike bucolic settings or modern tales of their disdain of suburbia, I favored the explication of an well-executed exterior shot or the baritone notes of a heavy-handed voice-over. At its root, the screenplay is driven by well-crafted conversations. Even today, you’ll notice so many of my stories begin with dialogue (one of my mentors, Tom Chiarella, quite literally wrote the book on dialogue).

Comedy’s rule of three in full effect. “You made a woman meow?”

And while Cameron Crowe and Billy Wilder before him will forever be the writers to whom I most dearly cling when coming up with my own quirky turns-of-phrase, and while I will forever aspire to write with the intelligence of Aaron Sorkin or Noel Coward, I know I’ll never have the knack. Yet, there is one writer, one so esteemed in my mind that she will forever remain the most influential on my style and certainly the most approachable, both as a writer and as a person.
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