Archive | September, 2013

Picture Postcard: The Mosaic Buddha

4 Sep

September 4, 2013

Like yesterday, this is another picture I snapped in Red Hook. While I would like to give credit where credit is due, I did not note nor do I recall the name of the store in whose window I spotted this. It was an art store, closed. It seems like everything opened late in Red Hook.

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This is a beautiful, happy piece. Click on it and you’ll see it is made of thousands of tiny tiles. Probably all of us at one time or another in grade school made mosaics out of sea shells or pasta, but this as far from grade-school art as you can get.

This part of Red Hook was really upscale, very new, There were offices of major investment companies, high-end shops (Tiffany was there), and restaurants catering to the fancy-pants crowd. As you’ll see in posts yet to come, Red Hook is not all hipsters and bankers. There is a lot of original, old-school Red Hook left too.

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Is there anything more manly than cheese?

3 Sep

September 3, 2013

Is there anything more manly than cheese?

Frankly there is.

  • Fighting a lion
  • Farting in public
  • Testicles

But not one of them goes great on a burger.

Cheese is awesome! Put it on a burger, nachos, pretzels, melt it on a sandwich, squirt it straight out of the can, lick it off the body of someone you love, whatever you do with it, cheese rocks!

Which is why I had to stop and take this picture.

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I was in New Jersey with Allan Keyes filming doing something I contractually can’t talk about Yes, those are my legs reflected in the window. Aren’t I a great photographer? But artistry be damned, we are talking about cheese! No phony “cheez” here, no plastic gooey stuff, this is the real deal C-H-E-E-S-E! Cheese!

Aside from bacon (mmmm, bacon) what else is there that is such an awesome food? Nothing. If all you had to eat in life were cheese and bacon you’d be very, very happy. And probably die of a massive heart attack in a few weeks but who cares? CHEESE!

So being a cheese loving man I had to stop at the amazingly named Cheese Cave (because when it comes to cheese, we are all cavemen at heart. “MMMM, want more cheese!”) and take a picture of the front window. I could only imagine all the varieties they must have inside- cheddar, Swiss, American, um, cheddar…

I would have loved to go in and browse, maybe buy a pound or ten, but something stopped me. It was a little voice, the voice of reason maybe, or perhaps my conscience, knowing how all that cheese would clog my arteries and make my cholesterol higher than Snoop Dogg/Lion in Mexico, but whatever, it was, it would not let me go in.

“The store is closed, dumb ass.” It was Keyes.

So I left New Jersey, salivating, my hunger for cheese unfulfilled. But don’t worry, there is a happy ending.

We stopped for pizza on the way home. Extra cheese.

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