Post-Publication Irregular Round-Up

Here is a round-up of my lousy smartphone pictures...

Jacques Torres and Leonard Lopate at WNYC

In early February, I went to a chocolate and wine tasting at a local radio station's performance space.  Torres was quite personable and a good raconteur; I could see how he made the jump from pastry chef to celebrity chocolatier.  (Although not everyone knows him.  Indeed, I first learned of him through a guy's very cute first date survival package - it included a small box of Jacques Torres chocolates, plus exact change for a payphone, which he explained was so I could either call a friend and say how great the date was or call a cab to make my getaway.)

Torres talked a little bit about his family.  His first-born child is almost 6 months old now, which apparently means monthly visits to the pediatrician for vaccinations etc.  Torres says he keeps asking the doctor "When can I give my son chocolate?"  To which the doctor will only reply, "Not yet!"  Torres expressed self-deprecating optimism that the upcoming appointment will be the turning point.   Surely six months is old enough for chocolate!!

Cthulhu and the MTA

I also had the occasion to see a performance of Twelfth Night recently.  The audience's favorite scene, by far, was the one where Sir Toby and his fellow conspirators lurk around to watch Malvolio find their letter and fall into their trap.  Young kids and others unfamiliar with Shakespeare could very much get the physical humor in the way this scene was staged: the conspirators are so badly hidden that anyone but a self-obsessed gullible fool would have noticed them.  They pop up to react in outrage to Malvolio's reactions, and their fellow conspirators have to pull them back down into hiding again.  (It is the same broadly comic approach to a merry conspiracy as seen in Kenneth Branagh's Much Ado About Nothing.)

Malvolio is slow to find the letter initially

(The boy in the homburg - Fabian? - had remarkable
comic timing throughout the play.)

Sir Toby is outraged by Malvolio's arrogance

Now Sir Andrew Aguecheek is exercised...

... and immediately suppressed. 

Lewis Carroll has a good explanation of the general concept in his well-known treatise, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland: "Here one of the guinea-pigs cheered, and was immediately suppressed by the officers of the court. (As that is rather a hard word, I will just explain to you how it was done. They had a large canvas bag, which tied up at the mouth with strings: into this they slipped the guinea-pig, head first, and then sat upon it.)"

The conspirators follow Malvolio and prepare to read over his shoulder

Olivia and her true love, Cesario (nee Viola)

Olivia and her other true love, Sebastian (Viola's twin)

The clown role was split and played by two actors, both of whom wore red noses.

Curtain Call

I also had the opportunity to observe an Introduction to Lacross session.  Apparently, girls are expected to play without body-checking their adversaries, and are therefore given much trickier lacrosse sticks (with virtually no basket).  Who knew?

Under the weather, but providing moral support

A few more highlights from Florida:

• Naples Zoo: primate cruise, where you get to tour around several small islands containing two primates each.  
• Also, the blind Florida panther, Uno, had memorized its landscape well enough to gracefully leap over the shrubbery to land near the keeper during her talk.  (Uno learned rather quickly that zookeeper = treat-bringer and planned accordingly.)
• Wildlife Refuge: we spent a lot of time watching an osprey feeding its young.  We had a great view, as the nest was essentially on the main drag, and we had our best binoculars and a scope.  There were four chicks in the nest, and we watched as the parent tore off bits of fish to feed whichever chick happened to be squawking the loudest. (We got distracted a bit with a pileated woodpecker that flew into the general scene, but it was relatively shy and soon fled from sight.)   

• Games of Cattan and Taboo
• The traditional bike rides for breakfast and ice cream (although we tried a much closer ice cream shop this time, a new place - I liked their espresso chip ice cream, but they unfortunately did not have the beloved "magic shell" chocolate)

As I was preparing this post, I went to look for some emails I sent to two individuals describing some of my recent activities -- in particular, I had a very clear memory of telling #2 all about the chocolate tasting --  but could not find any such emails.  I looked on all my devices, searching draft folders and sent folders, and started to wonder if this false recollection might be the first sign of insanity...  And then I remembered, I'd sent them e-cards with messages, not regular emails.  I went to the e-card site, and found the messages easily.  Phew!!!