Lay Pool-Ay Ay R-E-Vay

chicks setup

It’s that time of the year again, folks: I got the early morning phone call from the Post Office announcing that the chicks that we had ordered had arrived and were ready for pick-up.

This year there were a few remarkable aspects. First, when I called to place my order, there was a striking lack of chickens left to order — apparently there is a surging demand for chicks, egg birds and meat birds. I I was interested in getting a few egg layers, but there were only a few varieties left. I ended up getting a rare type that lays chocolate brown eggs (“Cuckoo Maran”), which will complement our regular brown, white, and blue/green egg layers. We also got the last batch of the “Barbecue Special” meat birds in June.
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The Know Nothing Club

Salmon Pens

Following is a copy of a Letter I sent to the NY Times regarding an idiotic Op-Ed they published last Monday by someone pretending to be an expert on sustainable food sources, but who really wants to blame fish farming for all the evils in the world. [Hyperbole intended.] It’s so frustrating to hear people who know little of what they would criticize repeat exaggerated platitudes to support their arguement. It’s even more frustrating when those people purport to be speaking up for ideas I care a great deal about. It’s lazy, and it ultimately reflects badly on the cause.

In any case, hear my righteous wrath:

To the Editor:

Regarding “Sardines With Your Bagel” by Taras Grescoe (published 9 June 2008 as an Op-Ed) — Mr. Grescoe addresses an important question — human impact on wild fish species, specifically the Pacific salmon so prized for their culinary qualities — but quickly digresses into an ill-informed and misleading attack on farmed salmon that shows little knowledge of agriculture or basic aquaculture. Surely Mr. Grescoe knows that commercially raised salmon are not the only conventionally raised livestock treated with pesticides — conventionally raised chickens are routinely fed them to reduce the viability of fly larvae in their manure…not to mention that worming medicines fed to all non-organically raised ungulate livestock are insecticides. He should point out that farmed salmon, like ALL farmed meats, may contain residues of the pesticides used to treat various maladies (organic meats included — though the pesticides allowed for use on organic livestock are limited to known list of active ingredients). However, I also challenge his implication that these chemicals (which are very expensive) are widely and regularly used on commercial salmon. If they were, farmed salmon might be as expensive as the Copper River Chinook!.

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Who is David and Who is Goliath?Last year Greg Oden helped pound the Buckeye’s basketball team into the paint of the NCAA tournament; this year the Oden-less OSU hoopsters will be watching at home. Therefore I would understand if there is much less enthusiasm for this group going head-to-head on brackets as we did last year thanks to the NY Times new-fangled and easy to use tool that lets us compete as a group, as well as to measure ourselves against the larger world, including their own sports writers. The Times is offering this feature again this year, and I thought I’d roll out the ball again to see who picks it up.

I should be more interested in this year’s tournament because the hated Tar Heels are the top-ranked team, while Duke has beaten them once, and been highly ranked during the regular season, but then lost to the upstart Clemson Tigers in the ACC Tourney, so they do not have the highly regarded “MO” going into this thing. Luckily they will be playing near-by (in Washington DC) so should have little to distract them through the first round, but that’s no guarantee that their very young and very small team won’t get bounced early as has unfortunately happened in the past few years. I also wonder if Coach K has been distracted a bit lately by his USA Basketball responsibilities. I know little else about the rest of the tournament teams, having only watch portions of a few games in the last few weeks, though I did get to glimpse the much hyped Mayo kid at USC, playing the Twin Towers of Stanford (USC won comfortably). I look forward to finding out what the Beasley wonderkind has done to deserve his hype; and I’m glad that I won’t have to watch Joakim Noahs public paroxysms of pleasure after every layup…

Here is the link to the game site.

Our Group Name is “RectorSite” (how original…)

Our Group Code is “991ec2a2278MwfK007sLrp3M7l1EE23yA” which you enter into “Enter Group Code” field on the “Groups and Top Scorers” page. Needless to say, you must be a registered reader of the NYT website to play — there shouldn’t be any problem there.

It’s a simple process; perhaps I’ll see you there.

Big City Food

Alison and I had a nice time in NYC last week, overlapping for Thursday night through Saturday morning. In between we had a lot of good food — expensive and cheap. As an East Coast Guy I am always aware of NYC’s boast about serving the nations best food. But having lived in SF and now returning there periodically, it’s hard for me to not counter that the Bay Area is truly America’s melting pot of culinary excellence. And recently London has begun to challenge both of these cities on it’s culinary merits in my and Alison’s world…I was very mindful of these ideas on this trip because we planned to visit Babbo which has achieved a great deal attention lately. But we had other experiences that were just as thought provoking. Ultimately we ate well, which is always the goal, but following are my notes on the specifics.
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Liz ‘n’ Bus

Liz and Bus

Last week Carol’s parents, Liz and Bus Hale, renewed their vows after their 70th wedding anniversary to MUCH fanfare in their little retirement community and making headlines in the local newspaper. According to the article, Mayor Dave Smith officiated the ceremony. According to Liz, Mayor Smith used to live next door to the Hales in Lancaster and had a big crush on Carol when he was three years old…

A Year In The Life

Reynolds PriceThis weekend Duke University will celebrate 50 years of author and educator Reynolds Price teaching at Duke. I studied with Reynolds during my undergraduate years at Duke, and I ended up working for him in 1987 as an assistant at a time when he was still struggling with his cancer diagnosis and it’s aftermath. I wasn’t able to attend, but I sent along my own reflection of working for him at that time in his life, reprinted below. Since that time Reynolds has published more books than he had before the diagnosis, as well as continuing to teach undergraduates.

–Eric

Lifted Up

I left Reynolds in the care of Lawrence “Bubba” Wall when I graduated from Duke in 1986. I had been assisting Reynolds twice a week on class days, driving him into campus for our Long Narrative writing class followed by his Milton class and office hours. In between those classes Reynolds napped in his office while I read a book or took a walk. His assistant, Bubba Wall, was a frequent source of conversation because he was strong as an ox, loyal as a hound, loved music and religion as much as Reynolds did, but he couldn’t cook, at least not as well as Reynolds would have hoped. As hard as Bubba tried, his latest menu provided for some laughter and shaking of heads on our trips back and forth. I left Reynolds to more of those menus that summer when I joined my girlfriend in the food capital of the US: San Francisco.
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Happy 2008 From Maine

New Years 2008

 

We’ve had a good bit of snow at the end of 2007, but we just had the lightest fluffiest sweetest layer of snow frost most of Maine with about a foot of crispy cool sugar which makes an excellent bubbly chiller. Happy New Year to all!

 

–E and A

Rector Roundrip — Say Cheese

It might not surprise you to know that I had several cheese highlights on our trip. Believe it or not, London is a hub of artisan cheese activity these days; of course you can’t turn around without tripping over cheese in France, even in the South where even the goats sometimes think it’s too hot to make milk; and Spain is a rich but as yet undiscovered cheese territory for me.

Neals Yard Cheeses, Covent Garden, London

Here Alison helps herself to samples of Montgomery’s Cheddar cheese in front of the original Neals Yard Dairy shop in Covent Garden, London. You can see me taking the picture in the reflection of the window where truckle-upon-truckle of aging Cheddar cheese tantalizingly draws you into the shop. Also stacked in front of the shop are crates of British heirloom apples and pears, which we bought several samples of that day.

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Rector Roundtrip, v1.11

Hot Pot

The Harrison Street Rectors are now launched on their paths that lead to Montpellier, France this weekend to begin their ambitious trip around the Pyrennees.

M&C have arrived in Spain, via Stanstead, England, and are enjoying the sights and sounds of Barcelona.

B is camping (?) in Hawaii in between professional meetings.

E&A have been enjoying the borough of Islington, London after flying through Reykjavik, Iceland and enjoying the best jetlag cure ever invented: the “hot pot.”
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True Blue Thistle

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On Friday night I sat at a table in a Burlington (VT) Sheraton banquet hall listening to the awards for the American Cheese Society Competition being announced. When they got to the “Blue Veined — Cows Milk” category, I was really curious to find out who won because I had tasted a lot of good blue cheese since I had arrived at the conference on Wednesday. The first cheesemaker announced, winning third place out of the 40 entries, was “Monroe Cheese Studio.”

“Whoa!” I thought, “Who else is using that name?!?!”
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