For the elderly it is the season to get their flu shot. Thanks to modern surveillance techniques we have video footage of Glynsky’s and Pete’s joint (don’t ask me) visit to the doctor:
As the question implies, not a lot! Two years ago (extraordinarily almost exactly) I felt moved to write about Northern Soul and particularly Big Maybelle. In passing I have had great amusement rereading ER’s comments – wtf were you smokin’? B boying – is all we suspected of you true? Access to a Vespa, where? – means wasp in Italian, swat it.
Anyway, that Big Maybelle is not to his taste is his prerogative – as is travelling around London in strange garb!
Why he should choose this form of dress and for which occasion I shall not reveal – but whatever, you must agree that it is odd.
Back to the point of this post. The two year ago post featured Big May singing ’96 Tears’ (an absolute Glynsky all time fave) which I had always thought of as hers and hers alone. The redoubtable Brian Mathews (an elderly Radio 2 DJ) in this week’s ‘Sound of the ’60’s’ (which I never knowingly miss) blew my world apart talking of ? and the Mysterians. Who? What? – how did that one pass me by?
The beauty of going on line (much to ER’s amazement I don’t have the laptop on all day) is that ‘stuff’ is everywhere including some amazing versions of 96 (same as the motor club!!) including the brilliant…
According to our beloved commentator Smiles here neither am I funny, nor are you interested in wordplay and maps. As Smiles put it oh so nicely:
Stick to music, food and drink,
So, let’s talk food and drink.
During August I posted some stuff about Summer food here and here. Summer is over, certainly in rainy Britain, and it is time for rich food. Our underweight protagonists at diablog need a few extra kilos for the upcoming winter. Or maybe not.
Some of the cuisines from warm climate zones are surprisingly rich. Or, to be honest, just plain fat. I can understand that people from the cold North favored fat food. They needed the calories. But in the South? The worst cuisine I experienced in this regard is Spanish, or to be more precise Andalusian. After two days of Andalusian food I am ready to burst. But the Spanish went all over the world and brought their ideas to other continents. The best variant of Spanish cuisine – at least in my book – is from Argentina.
Reason number one: Argentinian steaks. These are of the very best in the world. Or as an Argentinian friend puts it:
What you eat as steak, we feed the dogs with.
Reason number two: Argentinian empanadas, especially the baked ones, not deep fried. And I prefer the ones with beef, onions, olives, and raisins. Or beef, tomatoes, onion, and lemon juice. Eat the chicken variants, if you must.
The Los Vascos actually is a Château Lafite Rothschild, for a fraction of the price. The Rothschilds exported their grapes to Chile in the 70s, to start a joint venture with Los Vascos. The results are brilliant.
And where do you get all this, without going to Argentina? In the city of course. My favorite Argentinian place is on the upper westside, called Cafe Ronda.
See you there,
A post for the Druid and Engine Room!
First a clip from the St Mary’s Trophy Race 1 for the Druid to spot how many of the cars racing his family may have owned
And the number was? Plus, did you clock the crazy little white little BMW. Brilliant.
Second, and for our resident Cobra man…
Sometime high culture gets cut off a bit at diablog. At those times I usually step in and try to raise the bar a bit. Today I picked a find from a short while ago, and start with one of Philippa’s favorites, a map:
It comes from yet another wonderful online project, called Charles Darwin’s Beagle Library. Here is the link:
No, Smiles, this isn’t about dogs. It is the digital collection of all the books, Darwin took with him on his voyage on the Beagle.
Now you can read, what Darwin read on what many consider the most important research trip in human history.
Some old people – like Glynsky – complain, that the internet is making things worse. Obviously, I disagree strongly.
Wordplay is something that works much better online, than on paper. For example, The Washington Post invites readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. On paper that was limited to the WaPo readers. Online it is open to millions of people.
Here are the winners of this week:
1st place Crimea Visit: Term for guests who overstay their welcome, and then announce they own your house. (Mark Raffman, Reston, Va,)
2nd place Notigan: The sweater your aunt knits for you, every birthday, every year. (Frank Osen, Pasadena, Calif.)
I like the notigan more. And here are some past winners:
So Glynsky is off to Italy next week and it’s time to ensure that his lithe figure is maintained.
To this end I enlisted the help of my friend Carlo (who is everso healthy – not!) to decide the best way forward. I didn’t fancy a trainer as Smiles seems to and we found something much more up my street!
Er, maybe not! For 1944 it is in the right era but possibly just beyond me – or anyone come to that.
Yours, diablog, losing pounds