Chef Burger

Before the snows hit us Friday night, we took the nieces to downtown Kansas City’s Power and Light District, for a special “uncles and nieces only” lunch at Chef Burger.

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Ava bundled up on a chilly afternoon.  The Power and Light District is a new entertainment zone in downtown KC that was finished in the last year.  In an attempt to revive the mordant downtown, the KC government has worked with developers to build housing, restaurants, new theatres (live stage as well as a cinema), and shopping (including a Costentino’s grocery store that is very nice).  If we moved here, I could imagine buying a place downtown.

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The girls with me, waiting for the burgers to arrive.

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This burger has bacon, an onion ring, barbeque sauce, and blue cheese.  It was wonderful.  Especially the bun, which is a freshly-baked egg roll.

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Sweet potato fries.  Emily wouldn’t try them since they had the words “sweet potato” in the name.  Ava, however, thought they were much better than the waffle fries.

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Ava and Emily enjoy their real ice cream shakes.  Needless to say, the majority of the calories consumed were in liquid form.

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Afterwards, Emily and Ava practiced some tap dancing steps on the hardwood deck outside the restaurant before we walked back to the car.  Stopping at Cosentino’s grocery, we bought some chocolate truffles, everyone picking one truffle each.  I bought a curry truffle which was decorated like a pair of dice.  The girls wanted to try and although I warned them they wouldn’t like it, they surprisingly did.  “Tastes like pumpkin,” said Ava.  Anything that’s covered in chocolate must be okay.

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We stopped by my grandparents’ house, which isn’t that far from downtown.  My parents were there, too, so we enjoyed a game which Ava and Emily directed.  Kind of a version of musical chairs in which we passed toys from person to person and whomever did not have a toy when the music stopped, was deemed “out”.

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Later in the day, back at my sister and brother-in-law’s house, it was time for some exercise.  Tawn showed the girls some yoga moves.

Today is our last day in KC then we’re off to New York tomorrow.  Just a few days there and then we head back towards the Pacific.  Obviously, my entries are a bit off chronologically.  Bear with me, please.

 

From Pig to Porkchops

We’re in Kansas City, which is experiencing slightly cooler-than-normal weather, visiting family and some friends and generally trying to unwind.  The first several days of vacation have seen some of my attention turned towards work as a project needed to be wrapped up.  Nothing too difficult, just some reading of documents.

Since St. Patrick’s Day is coming up, we decided to prepare an Irish (Irish-ish?) dish: shepherd’s pie.  We involved both the nieces, figuring that one is much more likely to eat new foods if one has been involved with preparing the foods.

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Emily and Tawn peeled and chopped potatoes, carrots, onions, and squash for the pie.

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Ava assisted me in making a loaf of Irish soda bread, which had hints of orange zest in it and turned out very nicely.

After preparing dinner we headed about 30 minutes outside Kansas City (towards Lawrence) to visit the Gasper Family Farm.  A local, family-run sustainable farm that I’ve been following for about a year and a half, I wanted to bring the girls out to see a real farm and, while there, to purchase some cuts of pork, some fresh eggs, and whatever else was available.

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My parents decided to tag along for the ride.  My father spent the first six years or so of his life living on a farm in central Missouri.

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The farm is relatively simple – a house, a barn, and a few other small buildings.  The cows are pastured a few miles away on rented land.  There are pigs, geese, loads of chickens, and a horse that provides transportation.

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The slightly older chickens – these are raised for meat – that haven’t feathered out enough to be taken to pasture, so they are still living in one of the chicken coops.

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After a lot of coaxing, Ava and Emily agreed to pose by the pig pen.  The animals were a little more “wild” than I think they expected, their previous farm experiences being limited only to petting zoos!

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Everybody peering into the smaller chicken coop which contains the young chicks.  They were running around, peeping, staying close to the warming lamps.  It was chilly out on the farm and so after about twenty minutes we bundled back into the car with our sausage, pork chops, and two dozen eggs, and heading back to town.

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After the visit to the farm, everyone was ready for a hearty dinner of shepherd’s pie, soda bread, and steamed artichokes – a not very Irish addition to the menu.  Tawn and I were scheduled to head out to dinner with a friend, so didn’t join this meal.

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Above, shepherd’s pie.  We substituted pork for lamb and added some acorn squash for additional flavor.  I did try a bite to make sure it turned out okay.

For dinner, we headed to Houston’s, a chain that has knife and fork ribs that Tawn really likes.  We met our friend Jack there, a Thai who has studied and worked in the Kansas City area for more than a decade.  This was a good chance to put my new camera to the low-lighting test.  I’m happy with the results, although I need to play around with the instruction guide and settings a bit to learn how to coax the most from the camera.

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Double-cut grilled pork chops with mashed potatoes and spinach.

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Cous cous

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Apple and walnut cobbler with vanilla ice cream.

 

SF

Okay, I said I would write less, but I didn’t say I wouldn’t write at all.  We’re in San Francisco today, a damp and drizzly San Francisco that has me reconsidering why in the world I bother to come back to the US at all.  We’re having fun, though.  This evening we had dinner with Jason and Giuseppe, a very pleasant chance to meet another Xangan with whom I’ve corresponded for a few years and his partner in person.  In truth, Tawn and Giuseppe have met before, years ago at a volunteer training for the Asian Pacific Islander Wellness Center in SF.  And now they’ve met again.

No pictures of the dinner, though.  You’ll just have to imagine it.  (Matt – Jason really is six feet tall!)

The main purpose for us being in SF was for the opening night of the SF Int’l Asian American Film Festival.  Our friend Chi-hui Yang, the director of the festival, is leaving after ten years there.  I worked with the festival for many years and so this particular gala was like a family reunion – all the people who have worked with Chi-hui over the years, all back together again.

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Mabel Chung, who started as a volunteer and eventually took over my operations role, myself, festival director Chi-hui Yang, and Tawn at the Asian Art Museum.

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We also ran into Taro Goto, another festival alum who is now living in Tokyo.  Last April we were there for a visit and he graciously spent several days showing us around.

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Today, I got some shopping in, buying two pairs of Chrome shoes.  I’ve wanted some very sneakerish sneakers and Sion recommended these.  Durable construction, comfortable fit.  Stylish look.  Maybe I should buy one more before I leave San Francisco.

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We entered the United States in Los Angeles, taking separate flights and arriving just a few minutes apart.  After a long wait to clear customs we met my cousins for dinner, our first opportunity to meet their new son, Thomas James.

So far we’re still suffering from some jet lag, but I’m sure over the next few days we’ll get adjusted.  Hope everyone on Xanga is doing well.

 

I Think I Hurt My Camera’s Feelings

I’ve been really faithful to my camera, a Panasonic Lumix TZ3, which I have had for about two years.  It has been an excellent camera for me and has stood up to the abuse of being carried around everywhere, every single day.  Recently, though, I think I’ve hurt my camera’s feelings.

It shouldn’t surprise me, of course.  Since my trip to Tokyo last April, I started thinking seriously about another camera, this Panasonic Lumix LX3 shown here.

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Two friends have the same camera, both of whom were in Tokyo shooting with it while I was there.  The LX3 has superb optics from Leica, a very wide 24mm equivalent lens, and ultra-good low-light performance.  It also has full manual focus, one of the few models of digital camera that bridge the gap between amateur and serious shutterbug without getting into the SLR models, which are just too clunky for me to carry around for everyday use.

But even once the attraction between me and the LX3 started, I remained faithful to my TZ3.  It had served me well, was still taking good pictures, and I hate to throw something away just because something newer has caught my fancy.

With this trip back to the US, though, I decided to go ahead and buy an LX3.  I wasn’t going to get rid of my TZ3 – there are plenty of cultures where men have multiple cameras, right?  That’s nothing to frown on.

But I’m afraid my TZ3 must have become suspicious or caught wind of my planned expansion of our photography family, because no sooner had I placed the order for the new camera, then the TZ3 started to throw a fit.

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At first it was just minor interference and static, like the subtle horizontal lines running through this otherwise cute picture of a father walking his daughters down a residential soi, or alley, from the kindergarten that sits at the back of the soi.

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My camera’s fury increased, though, along with its unpredictability.  Some moments it would take clear shots such as this one of the Singha Beer Fun Fair on the grounds that were previously part of the British Embassy, along Ploenchit Road.

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A moment later, though, the tempest would be unleashed and my camera would give me nothing but static, causing misery and not allowing me to get a clear picture of things.  It was terrible.  At this point, every time I turn it on, the TZ3 is just in a blur.

So I’ve made up my mind.  Unless my TZ3 gets a new attitude, sharpens up and snaps right, I may have no choice but to leave it and move on with my life, happily snapping away with my new LX3.

 

Postlogue

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For those of you familiar with Krungthep, here is a reverse shot (obviously taken before my camera started having a fit) showing you where I was shooting from – the top level of the Central Chidlom car park – the area with trees in the white building, just above and to the right of the blue banner.  This is looking down Ploenchit Road towards Chidlom BTS Skytrain Station from the pedestrian walkway linking to Wave Place (Home Pro).

 

Random Photos Around Krungthep

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Welding of a column at the Terminal 21 construction project, Sukhumvit and Asoke roads.

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Abandoned structure on an overgrown property, Soi Phrom Phong near Khlong Saen Saeb.

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Passenger riding in the back of a delivery truck, Rama IX Expressway near Ekkamai Road.

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Monk collecting alms and giving blessings in the morning at the corner of Sukhumvit and Thong Lor roads.

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Crowded street near the Flower Market on Rattanakosin Island in the old section of the city.  The yellow flags are the flags of King Rama IX.

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Abandoned cars at a junk yard on the frontage road running along the eastbound train tracks, parallel to Phetchaburi Road.

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Sunset over Asoke Skytrain Station.

 

Thai Language Newspapers

One aspect of living in Thailand that has caught my attention is comparing Thai language newspapers to the English language papers.  There are some interesting differences.

For starters, there are approximately ten daily Thai language newspapers and two English language papers here in Krungthep.  Bear in mind that the population of the greater metropolitan area is between six and ten million.  The lower number represents the officially registered population, but the higher number represents the many laborers who come in from the countryside but never re-register their address from their home province.

It amazes me that there are so many newspapers here.  Now, they aren’t all newspapers in the way you might define a newspaper if you are from the US or Canada.  Some are more political, some focus mostly on sports, others are mostly tabloids.  But they are all daily news publications.

The English language papers – the Bangkok Post and The Nation – looks and feel much more like a traditional Western paper: news section, sports section, business section, and lifestyle section.  One could argue about the quality of their reporting, but that’s for another entry.

The Thai language papers, even the ones that profess to be serious news outlets, are not shy about using shocking, barely redacted images on their front pages.

Almost every day there is a scene from an accident, a murder, a bomb attack in the South, etc.  The bodies are pixelated in an attempt to protect the sensitivities of the readers, but they don’t try very hard.

These two examples are pretty tame.  The worst image I’ve ever seen was in the case when a young man rather stupidly climbed a pole supporting high-tension power lines.  He was electrocuted and his charred body was caught up in the lines.  The image on the front page of one paper showed the unmistakable image of a charred body, twisted up in the power lines.  Gory.

I guess you could make the argument that showing more graphic images keeps people from living in the illusion of a sanitized world, free of death, violence, and ugliness.  However, I’m not sure I need to see such graphic sights over my breakfast to help me fully apprecaite the world.  Thoughts?

 

Does Anna Paquin Resemble Holly Hunter?

I’m neither a big TV watcher nor very up-to-date on matters of popular culture.  We don’t have cable and our TV can’t even receive the free broadcast channels.  But about once or twice a week, Tawn and I will watch an episode we’ve purchased from the iTunes store of True Blood, the HBO series about vampires living amongst humans in a small town in Louisiana.

Our friend Ken first suggested the series to us and we’re hooked.  I’m not sure why I find it so compelling – the cliffhangers at the end of each episode are a bit melodramatic – but there’s just something about the idea of vampires finally “coming out of the coffin” and living among human society that is interesting to me.

I also really enjoy Anna Paquin’s acting.  She’s a marvelous screen presence.  Since the first episode, I’ve wondered whether anyone else notices the resemblance between her and Holly Hunter, whose daughter she played in the 1993 film The Piano by Jane Campion.  Paquin won an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress for her role in that film.

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What do you think?  Is there a resemblance between Paquin (left) and Hunter (right) or am I the only one seeing it?  Or has this already been widely discussed in People Magazine and I’m just completely out of the loop?