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Calm Down: Woodfire Grill

Calm Down: Woodfire Grill

On Friday night, Ben had a sleepover planned and so we drove him over there and spent a little time with the adults. We’ve all been friends for about seven years now, and it’s always great to see them, but they have moved and it’s kind of a pain to get to their house. To avoid the northeast perimeter during rush hour(s), we take a back way over Windsor Parkway to Roswell Road. It’s not actually a parkway, but rather a small winding road chock-full of mcmansions and real mansions, too. Smack dab in the middle of all this there is a wee church, and the sign caught my eye (as church signs sometimes do). I’m not sure what the internal interpretation of the message might be at the church in question, but it was just the right message for me at the time:


Calm down, I'm already here

So I unclenched my jaw and started to relax.

We went out to dinner at one of our favorite places, Woodfire Grill. We got there early enough to get a table right away.

Our waiter was a new transplant from North Dakota, here in Atlanta because of his beloved girlfriend who came to get an MA in Philosophy from Georgia State. He was absolutely charming, down to the sideburns and the groovy glasses. He answered all of our questions and, after some consultation with the chef, provided more detailed answers on a couple of items such as the origin of the littleneck clams (which sounded like closer cousins to the less edible kinds of quahogs than the soft and succulent steamers of my dreams. Anyway, the littlenecks were from the Carolinas somewhere – not for this New England gal, thank you!).

The bread basket had an assortment of soft fragrant breads, all from loaves baked on the premises. They have the best bread by far in Atlanta, and I have to remember to come back and buy some from the cafe.

Many of the menu items are from local food sources, and more of it is organic than not. It does make a difference.

There was a small taster, and then we ordered a range of “small plates” to share:

  • Marinated red ace beets, sotto cenere cheese, organic truffle oil, micro celery
  • Pan roasted sonoma artisan duck breast, chanterelle mushrooms, delicata squash, crushed pistachio, duck jus
  • Pizzetta: house made fennel sausage, roasted peppers, san marzano tomato, fontina, parmigiano
  • Their menu changes weekly, and the scallops we had are no longer on the menu. There were only a couple of them (read “two”) and I couldn’t tell you what else was on the plate, but it was yummy.

We savored every little bit. I don’t even like beets, but these were fantastic. To me, that’s the ultimate compliment to a chef – that he or she makes such a delectable dish that you enjoy food that you normally avoid.


John at Woodfire Heidi at Woodfire

To accompany the meal, we shared a bottle of Yering Station Pinot Noir, a very pleasant and balanced wine with a hint of cherry. It went perfectly with everything, even the scallops.

When one is fortunate enough to enjoy such a meal, happiness can be the only result (cf. Babette’s Feast). At least, that’s the case for me. Unfortunately, I observed another couple for whom that was clearly not the case. They spoke not one word to one another throughout the whole meal, and they both had that look of frigid annoyance that sends off waves of tension. I finally managed to block them out – by the third bite or so (grin).

By this time, I was in my sensual enjoyment state, which semi-automatically means that I felt a desire to step out for a cigarette. It had been several hours since my last one, and I was starting to feel the effects. I’m cutting down, but I’m not yet done with it. I asked the valet where smoking was still permitted, and he pointed me to a nearby bench. We conversed for a few minutes, and I guess I’m now to report back in one month on my progress on quitting.

Eventually, the new owner came over to the table to speak with us. We raved in praise of the food and the ambiance and the service. We weren’t kidding, either. The meal was divine in every respect. He must have enjoyed our descriptive prose, because he comp’ted us the dessert, a very small piece of dense chocolate cake, served with a bit of ice cream (We substituted vanilla for the caramel alternative). Mmm… a perfect ending.

Loving My New Computer!

Loving My New Computer!

Got a fantastic package deal – it’s worth haggling a little at Best Buy! W00T!

Dell Inspiron i530-111B

  • Intel Core2 Q9300 Quad-Core Processor (6MB L2 cache, 2.5GHz, 1333 FSB)
  • 6GB Dual Channel DDR2 SDRAM Memory at 667MHz – 4 DIMMS (2x2GB, 2x1GB)
  • 750GB Hard Drive (7200 RPM)
  • DVD+/-RW (Plays and writes CDs and DVDs)
  • 256MB ATI Radeon HD 2600 XT
  • Integrated 7.1 Channel Audio/Dell Speakers
  • 19-in-1 Media Card Reader
  • USB Keyboard and Mouse

Samsung 22″ Wide-Screen Monitor

This was thrown in so they could call it a package deal:

Canon PIXMA MP470 All-in-One Printer, 22 PPM, 4800×1200 DPI, Color

And I got an HP webcam too.

It just barely topped the limit required to get 2-year no interest financing. I’ll pay it off in 6 months or so.

Of course, I was home with everything opened before I remembered that I could have saved a bit of money if I had been able to wait until the tax holiday at the end of the month…. nah!

The system comes with Vista Home Premium installed, and so far it’s fine. I bought WinXP Professional a few days ago, but I may stay with Vista for while and see how it goes.

Reader Suggestions?

Reader Suggestions?

Some questions – would love it if you have advice.

1) So, I blew a couple of capacitors on my motherboard and now I’m looking for a deal on a new computer. I’d like a dual- or quad-core processor and 2-4G RAM and lots of disk space. I also need a monitor because mine is snapping and crackling and it’s only a matter of time. A built-in webcam would be kind of neat, too. Post links if you happen to see anything. No Celeron anything.

2) To keep myself busy this weekend, I purchased a pressure washer and started in on the layers of mold and other crud on the deck. It was like painting a house with a calligraphy brush. I spent… oh… six, seven hours on the first pass – just with water. I don’t want to use bleach on wood, and I also want to protect the plants and the fish in the pond, but I also want to kill the mold. Recommendations?

3) Besides monkeygrass and pachysandra and vinca, what other groundcovers do well in drought, and on a hillside, and in scorching sun or mildrew-y shade?

4) What color should I paint a room that has orange couches in it? No yellow.

5) Is this a really bad time in Atlanta to trim back azaleas and other shrubbery, or can I do my Kali dance with the hedge-clippers?

My Dinner with John and Rainier

My Dinner with John and Rainier

Oh! What a wonderful night it was!

Rainier is in town. He’s giving at paper at the National Association for Ethnic Studies Conference this afternoon, but last night he was free for dinner.

Through the rain and lightning and terrible traffic, John and I drove into the center of Atlanta to meet him. I had made reservations at Nikolai’s Roof! Oh boy, oh boy!

So, some background. Rainier and I were fellow graduate students in the ILA at Emory, and became really close friends when we were there. He has always been very sweet and respectful and easygoing with me, and I love him dearly. The last time I saw him was nearly ten years ago, when John and I got married.

Heidi and Rainier May 1998

He’s a real professor now – the University of Nevada even featured him in an ad (“Be a Rebel!”). His daughter is all grown up and he has a grandchild, which is really difficult for me to imagine. On my side, I’m out of academe and Ben will be 8 next month. Compare us ten years later – not too bad!

Heidi and Rainier

Now, I have always wanted to have dinner at Nikolai’s Roof, but in all the years I’ve lived in Atlanta I have never gone. Since the dinner was my treat, I got to decide, and I grabbed at the opportunity. It’s at the top of the Hilton and at night the view of the city is stunning. The decor is Russian, but the food is French contemporary with a Belgian touch. I haven’t had such a good meal since we were in Dijon.

We started with a bottle of Roco Pinot Noir.

John Heidi and Rainier

Some kind of fish mousse – about the size of a pat of butter, with drips and drops of sauce and an edible frond of something that might have been a baby leek – was the chef’s opener.

We were well into an wide-ranging and animated conversation when the piroshkis arrived. These were three little puff pastries, each stuffed with pintade, beef tenderloin or salmon, and served with a creamy dipping sauce on the side. Totally yummy. By the third bite, I was trying not to moan – I love this kind of food and it really gives me a buzz. The wine helped, too (grin).

John

It was very interesting to observe some of the other diners. My notice was particularly taken by a corrupt-looking older man whose smooth manner was of an oily, repulsive type – much like how I would imagine the portrait of Dorian Gray. His… um… escort was much younger, provocatively dressed, strikingly beautiful, and (I could be completely off but) I wondered what she takes home for an evening that starts with such a dinner. Meeeeiaow… I know, but you had to be there.

Back to the food. Next came a plate of three liquid tasters, each surrounded at the base by a different kind of salt (I liked the “lava salt” best): Lobster bisque with lobster at the bottom, some kind of shrimp-based thing, and I couldn’t tell you what the third one was. The bisque was the highlight.

I think it was at this point that we got the second bottle of wine – a Turley Red Zinfandel.

The main course was a melt-in-your-mouth medium-rare beef tenderloin over caramelized veggies (mostly onions, leeks and cabbage, I think) with chanterelles risotto cakes. Each plate was covered with an ornate silver dome, and the servers chimed them down-and-up at precisely the same moment. Impressive.

For dessert, the guys got crème brûlée, but I had heard about the Grand Marnier soufflé, and so I chose that instead. Someone topped it with orange crème fraîche and almonds. It was the best dessert I’ve ever had. Ever. My espresso was only so-so; I should have ordered the french-press coffee instead.

The rest room was an experience, too. I’ve never had someone hand-deliver the soap, and hold the towel for me. And stuff. “Bon soir!” she said to me. By this point, I was lucky that I didn’t fall down the stairs on the way back to the dining room.

Heidi and Rainier

The server – a very handsome lad dressed in a formal red Russian-style jacket – brought me a rose and smiled at me. And then he brought me the bill.

Have you ever managed to stagger while sitting in a chair? It’s a strange sensation.

We closed the place down. I don’t think we made it home until almost 1 a.m.

I can only do that about every decade (or less), but oh! what a night. I’ll always remember it.

Thank you so much for a lovely – and very memorable – evening. Exquisite food, romantic atmosphere, and the very, very best of company. Happy sigh.

News that Caught My Eye

News that Caught My Eye

But eventually let it go….

A child diagnosed with autism every 20 minutes? I have to wonder at what point and for what reasons doctors started giving so many vaccines at once anyway. How would they be able to determine which of the vaccines caused a negative reaction if there was a problem? And parents – are adults so cowed by physician authority that that would so easily allow so many shots at one visit? I refused that plan for psychological reasons. One, two – that’s fine. But three, four, five, six? That’s too much for a baby or little child. Ben never had more than two vaccines in a single visit. It’s just too much. I always suspected that so many vaccines at once might have created immune-system overload, too – just too much information at once. The question of preservatives (possibly with mercury?) raised the bar – all the more reason not to create a toxic load.

Here’s an interesting interview about one of my pet peeves. Doesn’t it just make sense that our diet ought not to rely so heavily upon foods that never rot? What about moderation in all things? I favor a varied diet. I tend to use olive oil or butter, not margarine or sprays. I prefer whole milk, and I use real unbleached sugar. I’m not an earthy-crunchy fanatic – I also eat some junk food and some fake food. But don’t offer me any of that non-dairy cream or no-calorie candy. I’ll drink a Coke – but not a diet Coke. I eat what I want – in moderation. I have deep suspicions about what some of the chemicals do to our bodies.

So, President Bush is going to veto the anti-torture bill that has passed both the Senate and the House? I don’t know how Republicans maintain this mythology about how they are the patriotic party…

Job Loss for February Much Higher than the 63,000: The actual employment report suggests “a comprehensive job loss of 113,000 and in terms of dollars earned, a whole lot more.” They’ve been misrepresenting these numbers for a while now. If you lose a professional job and take a part-time position at Walmart or Home Depot, you don’t affect the job numbers at all as far as I can see…

Defense contractor United Technologies has made a sudden buyout offer for the Diebold company, at 66% more than the current stock value. In the face of Diebold’s refusal, United is insisting that the deal will go through in 60 days. “Hmmm. Defense contractor attempts a takeover of the major manufacturer of hackable voting machines with the stated plan of closing the deal before the November national elections. What could their intention possibly be?”

On December 20, 2007, President Bush signed routine postal legislation. In a “Signing Statement”, the President claims Executive Power to search the mail of U.S. citizens inside the United States without a warrant, in direct contradiction of the bill he had just signed. As a people, we seem beyond twitching an eyelash over items like these. Sigh.

Some people are starting to do more than twitch, however. The military recruiting station in Times Square was bombed. The news reports say that the bomber was on a blue 10-speed bike, wearing a hooded sweatshirt and dark pants. I’ve read a lot of theories, but personally I’ve been wondering about whether it might have been an Iraq veteran – no-one else would have more reason, or more skill. The target was pretty specific, with only property damage; in other words, it was a statement, not an attack. There are some efforts to tie the event with Canada border crossing incident in which a backpack containing a picture of Times Square was left behind. I think that’s pushing it… I would be very surprised if it wasn’t an American, but we’ll see how the investigation goes. Meanwhile, start rolling your eyes now. On Fox News (where else?) the infamous Oliver North was given a forum for his opinion on the matter. It’s all Pelosi’s fault. Uh-huh…

Right-wing misogyny is raising its head evident in the latest attempt to control the sexuality of the American female. Amanda Marcotte’s post on The Great Texas Dildo Wars is a must-read. “So this is completely, 100 percent about babies. No misogyny, control issues or wariness of female sexuality has any part to play in this.”

Don’t miss Colbert video on the AT&Treason immunity deal. It’s deliciously fun.

Last, there is the latest Iraq cost sheet:

U.S. military killed in Iraq: 3,973
Number of U.S. troops wounded in combat since the war began: 29,203
Iraqi Security Force deaths: 7,924
Iraqi civilians killed: Estimates range from 81,632-1,120,000

Internally displaced refugees in Iraq: 3.4 million
Iraqi refugees living abroad: 2.2-2.4 million
Iraqi refugees admitted to the U.S.: 3,222

Number of U.S. soldiers in Iraq: 155,000
Number of “Coalition of the Willing” soldiers in Iraq:
February 2008: 9,895
September 2006: 18,000
November 2004: 25,595

Army soldiers in Iraq who have served two or more tours: 74%
Number of Private Military Contractors in Iraq: 180,000
Number of Private Military Contractors criminally prosecuted by the U.S. government for violence or abuse in Iraq: 1
Number of contract workers killed: 917

What the Iraq war has created, according to the U.S. National Intelligence Council: “A training and recruitment ground (for terrorists), and an opportunity for terrorists to enhance their technical skills.”

Effect on al Qaeda of the Iraq War, according to International Institute for Strategic Studies: “Accelerated recruitment”

The bill so far: $526 billion
Cost per day: $275 million
Cost per household: $4,100
The estimated long-term bill: $3 trillion

What $526 billion could have paid for in the U.S. in one year:
Children with health care: 223 million or
Scholarships for university students: 86 million or
Head Start places for children: 72 million

Cost of 22 days in Iraq could safeguard our nation’s ports from attack for ten years.
Cost of 18 hours in Iraq could secure U.S. chemical plants for five years.

Iraqi Unemployment level: 25-40%
*U.S. unemployment during the Great Depression: 25%
70% of the Iraqi population is without access to clean water.
80% is without sanitation.
90% of Iraq’s 180 hospitals lack basic medical and surgical supplies.

79% of Iraqis oppose the presence of Coalition Forces.
78% of Iraqis believe things are going badly in Iraq overall.
64% of Americans oppose the war in Iraq.

Rooms in the George W. Bush Museum

Rooms in the George W. Bush Museum

Thanks to Memere’s email delivery service…. with a couple of slight corrections…


The George W Bush Presidential Museum is now in the planning stages. It was supposed to be a library, but the planners kept resigning. You’ll want to be one of the first to make a contribution to this great man’s legacy.

The Museum will include:

  • The Hurricane Katrina Room, which is still under construction.
  • The Alberto Gonzales Room, where you can’t remember anything.
  • The Texas Air National Guard Room, where you don’t have to even show up.
  • The Walter Reed Hospital Room, where they don’t let you in.
  • The Guantanamo Bay Room, where they don’t let you out.
  • The Weapons of Mass Destruction Room, which no one will be able to find.
  • The Iraq War Room, where they make you go back. After you complete your first tour, they make you return for second, third, fourth, and sometimes fifth tours.
  • The Dick Cheney Room, in an undisclosed location, complete with shooting gallery. If you have the right connections, you might get there, but there are no promises about your location in relation to the gun.
  • The K-Street Project Gift Shop, where you can buy – or just steal – an election.
  • The Airport Men’s Room, where you can meet some of your favorite Republican Senators in an informal location.
  • Last, but not least, there will be an entire floor devoted to a 7/8 scale model of the President’s ego.

To help you find the President’s accomplishments, the museum will have an electron microscope.

President Bush said that he didn’t care so much about the individual exhibits as long as his museum was better than his father’s.