Sitting here watching the Take Home Chef on TLC, which happens to be one of my wife’s favorite show. Is it me or does he only approach attractive women to make meals for? However, in this episode he happens to be with an average-looking couple, which I believe to be the exception not the rule. He is cooking fois gras and duck, which happen to be available at the local supermarket wherever he is, ingredients not easily found around town here in Olympia, WA. However, we do have some great local grocery stores and I am sure they would order it for me. I would have to work up the courage to cook the former and given the price, not something you want to mess up.
So we visited PNB (Pacific Northwest Ballet) on Saturday night. Every performance shapes my view of what ballet can be, one of the reasons I go, of course, apart from the sheer beauty of watching them dance. We are in our 3rd year as season ticket holders and I no longer feel it necessary to ad the caveat of “my wife loves” it to justify my attendance. Whilst I can’t say I have been thrilled by every performance, or more specifically every part of every performance, I have never regretted going, rather I have always been intrigued, moved or entertained in some way. I am particularly happy with the direction the company is going under Peter Boal, the current artistic director. Surprisingly, I like the more modern works most it seems and there appears to be movement in that direction, at least more international variety is being demonstrated in the program selection.
Carmina Burana was the most striking portion PNB program this weekend. Choreographed by Kent Stowell, the much revered former artistic director (whose work in my short exposure the art I have not always loved) it consisted of giant golden “wheel” suspended in the air which was turned on it’s axis throughout the performance, with a full choir behind and soloists walking and interacting with the dancers. I won’t go to much in to background of the work (mostly because I am lazy and don’t want to have to look it up right now), but it had some overtones that made me a little uncomfortable. Most notably the section where a monk is enticed by a seductress and encouraged debauched lookers-on. It not so much that the monk gave in, but the idea that it was presented, in my opinion, as an act of freedom or at least the giving in to natural and human impluses as inevitable. Yes those impulses are natural and human but not beneficial in many circumstances. Why our society is continually frowning on people who want to devote themselves to more than constant personal gratification, viewing them as archaic puritans, is irritating.
On to dinner! …or should I say back to dinner as we ate here before the ballet. Umi Sake House in Seattle (recommended by the latest issue of Food and Wine) was cheap and delicious. We made it just in time for happy hour which was a pleasant financial surprise. We had some delicious sashimi, fried rolls, short ribs and garlic chicken. They have an extensive sake list, although I settled on a pear sake martini. All of this for around $40! If I lived in Seattle I would be there all the time.
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