Friday, December 21, 2007

Wishing you the Joy of the Season

8And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. 9An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 10But the angel said to them,

"Do not be afraid I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Saviour has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord" (Luke 2:8 - 11)




Religion was such an integral part of the medieval persons' life and I've always loved this particular work, St. Columba Altarpiece (central panel), c.1455, Alte Pinakthek, Munich, by Rogier van der Weyden, one of the 15th century Flemish Masters. It reminds me of the joys in my life and the sacrifices that have been made.

Whatever your religious beliefs, may you be moved by the spirit of the season and may your lives be filled with joy, love, and prosperity.

"God Bless us every one" Tiny Tim, from "A Christmas Carol in Prose, being a Ghost Story of Christmas " by Charles Dickens

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Wednesday, December 5, 2007

What's New

... Not a lot. Things have been busy with the holidays here in the States. Thanksgiving was very nice. Spent time with Bob's Mom and his Aunt. My folks retired down South so we won't see them until Christmas at that time we'll also be visiting with my brother and his family.

Currently nothing new on the side saddle front. I've made a few inquiries to a maker in Canada, but have yet to hear back from them. I'm not sure if it is an email thing (junk filter) or that they are slow to respond. I was planning to have one made for Normandie since he has the correct back for it, just to ride and stay in practice.

I've added a bookstore to my regular web site that primarily deals with Charles the Bold and various Burgundian connections in the XVe century. I also have affiliates in the UK and France.

One of the Equestrian selections is featured on this page. While not historic in a XVe century context, it is a fun way to ride. :-)

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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Lucky Number 13


W
ell, Bob and I celebrated our 13th Anniversary last night. We really went all out. We had a romantic dinner at the Café Escadrille; the gourmet room.

We arrived at 5pm and were seated in a lovely booth of red and gold fabric. The linens were white and well pressed.

Our waiter was Paul, a very nice man dressed in a tux and a good conversationalist. He prepared several of our dishes table side. His mad culinary skills come from the school of life rather than a traditional school of culinary arts. His passion shows in his cooking skills and timing. He loves what he does and it shows.

Before dinner, we made a wine selection. It was a lovely Red Zinfandel from the Rombaurer vineyard in the Napa valley. 2004 vintage. It was a full bodied red, fruity with a hint of vanilla and blueberry. It went very well with our dinner and was never acrid.

Brought to the table was a basket of assorted breads and a dish of butter.

Next, we ordered our hors d'oeuvres, Lobster ravioli in a lobster bisque and Escargot Bourguignonne (French helix snails in a Burgundy butter). The ravioli was very tasty, however this was a test as this was the first time either Bob or I had ever tried escargot. Lucky me, I had the escargot placed before me. Since I had never tried it, I examined the escargot tongs that were attached to the escargot plate. Remembering the dinner scene from the movie "Pretty Woman" with Julia Roberts, I decided to take my time and learn the finer points of this implement so as not to have a "slippery little suckers" episode. It was quite simple. With snail fork in my left hand and tongs in my right, I was off and running.

The snails looked very dark in the dimly lit room, almost black. I removed the first snail from the shell and took a bite. Interesting texture, not unlike calamari. Little on the bitter side. Basically two chews and a swallow. Bob was not overly thrilled with the taste; over chewed I think. It wasn't a bad experience and I'd probably try it again. Even Bob agreed that he'd be willing to give it another go.

I think Paul was surprised. He thought I'd had escargot before given my mastery of the tongs and fork. Nope, first time.

"So, what made you try it?"

"Well we'd been watching Anthony Bourdain and Andrew Zimmern on the Travel Channel along with Samantha Brown, and figured we'd give it a go."

"So you watch the Food Network and such"

"Yes we do."

"So do I."

Paul has found over the course of his culinary career that he's seen it all. Adults dumbfounded by dining objects, people placing fat from a steak right on the table cloth instead of a plate. EW.... I wouldn't even do that in the privacy of my own home. Gads!

So anyhoo, some interesting conversations...

Next was our Warm Spinach Salad. This was cooked table side. The dressing was a bacon vinaigrette of butter, brown sugar, and a few other odds and ends with caramelized onions. It's sweet, but not overpowering.

Our palate cleanser was a lemon sorbet with a sprig of mint. It was a delicate lemon, not overpowering and when eaten with the mint leaves...Trés bien.

Our entrées arrived. Bob's was a variant on "surf and turf", a cut of sirloin with a Maine lobster tail. Accompanying his meal was a side of artichokes and sauce Béarnaise and a baked tomato half with a "piped" squash filling.

I had a three pound Maine Lobster served "lazy man" style. For those that may not be familiar with this term, it means that they take the lobster meat out of the shell. My favorite sea dweller came ornately displayed in a delicate butter sauce. I savored every sweet, succulent bite. I guess I had shown my prowess with the snails, that I was not offered a bib. According to Paul, folks make quite the mess. I am happy to say that I wasn't one of them.

The sides that we ordered, were sautéed button mushrooms, these things were to die for, they were so delicious, and asparagus with Hollandaise sauce on the side.

It was about 6:45pm and Bob and I were finally joined by other couples. Since 5pm, we'd had the entire gourmet room to ourselves. So the entire wait staff seemed to be ours alone. It was nice. Our "bus boy" was a very nice French gentleman. I think he was delighted that we'd actually use some of our limited French. We spoke to everyone. It was just a lovely experience.

For dessert, it was Bananas Foster. Fresh sliced bananas flamed in a dark rum with Crème de Banana liqueur and brown sugar and butter. It is served over vanilla ice cream. It was delicious!

We paid our check and ate our after dinner chocolate. It was topped with an espresso bean-- very good.

We left at 7:15 pm with our bottle of wine. They re-corked the bottle and heat sealed it in a bag.

It was a fantastic evening. A great way to end our special day.


--- This just in ---

While Bob and I were dining last night, 4 gentleman came in around 7pm. As I looked at one fellow, I kept thinking to myself that he looked like Mike Lowell of the Boston Red Sox... turns out that it was!
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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Wow...it's been awhile

It's been an exceptionally busy September for me and I've been remiss in blogging about it.

The weekend of September 1st, we had our usual museum show followed by some filming for a museum project.

September 8th, I can't recall, it was something of a blur.

September 16th, we were working on a video project with the students of WPI and the Higgins. It was an equestrian shoot, so it was very busy to say the least...and I'll have to remind the students that I'm still waiting for those photos that they dangled in front of me.

September 21, I was transporting horses for a charity event. We put up a tent in the dark...on a slope. Not fun and certainly NOT recommended.

September 22, was a charity Medieval Faire for Miracles in Motion in Keene NH. It was fun and interesting. The horses had a good time. My wallet didn't...but it was for a good cause; a therapeutic riding center.

September 29...hmmm... another weekend that's relatively blurry. Oh, I remember now, Bob and I played tour guide for the Richard III AGM. We were invited to a lovely lunch and caught up with some old friends.

October 6, our monthly Higgins show.

This week, it's just playing house. Chores and such. The leaves are falling and I have a lot of raking to do. Bob and I decided that we were taking October off.

We were hoping to partake in the first World Invitational Joust in California, but our wallet was drained in September. We're hoping that we'll make the next one in April 2008. It should be great.

Update: Belt buckle

I won't get it until near the end of the year. I'm bummed. I was hoping to get it before the Euro goes up.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Bank Transfers!


Good Grief
, the amount of "fee" that is extracted on both sides of the world is incredible. Not only do I end up paying the $35 on my side, but also, because the bank that handles international wires, extorts another 48 EUs out of the merchant I'm doing business with, I get "zapped" for another 36 EU. This unfortunately makes it hard to work with small craftsmen. The pain might have been less transparent if they had a paypal account or something. I'm not blaming the merchant, I'm his first US customer and they've been very up front and have a solid reputation. They were just as surprised as I was. Usually European banks do a 4-6 EU fee, but for some reason the US and another country, he didn't mention which one, get trounced in the exchange.

Somewhere in the background I can hear John Cleese in an old Schwep's ad saying, "Do you have a word for highway robbery?"

Global Economy my....@$$@#*&*%#!

I'm starting to wonder what this is going to cost to get my bauble shipped to England and then to the US.

Current mood: perturbed.


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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

In Memorium

Today marks the 6th anniversary of the terrorist attacks on World Trade Center in New York, the Pentagon, and Flight 93 which crashed in Shanksville PA.

Special thoughts go out to Carl "Max" Hammond's family. He was on Flight 175, and to Nick Bogdan's family. I did not know Nick personally, but he was part of a circle of friends that intersected with my circle of old high school friends. I believe he was in the North Tower and about to head home. My thoughts are with his wife, Dorothy, and their two children.

A red, white, and blue ribbon, faded a little from six years in the sun, still hangs from my review mirror, a tribute to those who should not be forgotten. My thoughts and prayers go out to everyone, in every country, who was touched by that day.

Pax

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Riding in a dress


M
onday I took my first ride on my horse wearing a replica of a 15th century Burgundian gown. Sorry, I didn't think to have my camera with me. It would have just been one more "thing" to deal with, as my husband was going to test out his updated armet at the same time. Any how, I did this on a modern, western saddle. It is no small task to mount in a full skirt. There's no slit in the skirt, so I did what a lady in the USS told me to do.

With my husband Bob acting as valet, I unceremoniously hiked, thank goodness I was wearing jeans underneath, my skirt up and flung the mass of fabric over my left arm, stepping up on my 18" mounting block, I grasped the reins in my left hand and the cantle in my right, placed my left foot in the stirrup, and threw my right leg over. Once I was safely in the saddle, I released the bundle of fabric, letting it fall to either side of me. Bob helped me adjust my skirt. While I felt a lot like the Wife of Bath (Ellesmere Manuscript Canterbury Tales at left) with my legs on either side of my horse, it was not a "bad look", though I think I would have preferred the more lady like aside position. I was sorely tempted on several occasions to fling my right leg over that western obstruction known as a pommel. However, my biggest concern was that very same pommel, which I eyed constantly as I rode around the ring. I just had the horrible vision of the dress getting caught on the horn at some point and...well... horrible vision covers it pretty well and I had no desire to become a kite for my horse. Fortunately, nothing bad happened, but Phantom could sense I was nervous about something and the fact that the gown tickled her flanks, did little to ease my nerves as I felt her skin twitching.

My dismount was just as lacking in grace. I couldn't do "around the world" and dismount facing out. I had to do it in the current fashion of bring my right leg over and slipping to the ground facing the horse's side. Just something about that pommel again and possibly getting that hem caught. I had no desire for a cowboy's death. Though that's usually involves stirrups and being dragged over merciless terrain.

It did raise a few questions:

I have to wonder how mounting was accomplished in the 15th century. The saddles were not like the ones we have today and I am relatively sure a certain level of decorum was practiced so as not to "flash a little leg". Women did not have access to the riding attire of later days. It was definitely the era of full skirts. I've added an image from the "Mort d'Arthur" from the Bibliothèque Nationale de Paris to show the aside pose. The manuscript is mid-15th century and the saddle seems to be a common form of regular riding saddle with "eared" cantle.

So, I find myself asking...

Was a platform used? It is unclear as I haven't seen in contemporary (to the 15th century) art that shows a lady mounting.

Did the ladies companion give her a "leg up"?

Again, I haven't seen it in an illustration, yet. So far, I've only seen ladies already in the saddle and haven't come across any passages of etiquette for valets or companions assisting the lady in the saddle.

Or did they just do it themselves from any natural or man-made object that could be used as an impromptu mounting block?

I really don't see them just "hauling" themselves up there, even though there is a passage in "The Saddle of Queens" that discusses one lady's attendants being required to mount unassisted from the ground. I don't have the book to hand at the moment, but will dig out the passage and see what the primary source is for the comment, if it's available. Some early 20th century books weren't big on footnotes. *sigh*

It will bear some experimentation and probably a horse of smaller stature than my own mare to know for certain. Another thing to add to my "to do" list.