An all new "Best Of" soon to come. First the sandwich: Carshon's. It's good. I had the Rebecca in honor of my favorite daughter. It was good to very good. I'm not going to make any suggestions to what could be better because they are personal preferences that I will ask the waitress about next time I go . . . which will be soon. Thanks to the half-dozen readers who suggested Carshon's. By the way, the chocolate pie was as good as the sandwich.
As to the "Best Of" . . . there was a time when if I was asked about a restaurant in the DFW area I could probably say I had been there -- at least once. Not anymore. First, I don't have the opportunity and second there are just too many. Restaurants, like anything else are dynamic enterprises. What was good yesterday may be bad today. I have some places on my list that will be removed and I will be adding some new places, and there are places I don't even know about in the Greater Fort Worth area (I don't visit Dallas much anymore). All suggestions are being taken but nothing will go on the list without being visited by someone from the F&FW staff.
Thanks for the suggestions, so far.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Wild Thing on PBS?
I'm embarrassed.
Saturday night I flipped on the TV and KERA-Channel 13 was having one of their concert-fund-raising deals. That alone is enough to ruin my evening since it usually involves a Yanni-esque character performing in a purple-hued canyon, telling us how noble we all are. I don't know about you but I don't feel noble.
But this was a 60-something, wispy-gray-haired, overweight guy with a guitar, playing a song from the 60's . I was hooked to see who it was. Well, it was the lead singer for The Troggs and the song was Wild Thing.
Here's the embarrassing bit: this guy looked about as ready to take on a "wild thing" as I am to climb Mount Everest. Yet, on and on the song went, how this female, wild-child moved him. I loved the song in the 60's. I felt it's pain . . . but it's over. The audience, KERA, and the whole 60's generation, blue pills notwithstanding, needs to recognize one thing -- it's 2007, not 1967, deal with it.
After that, and to make matters worse, Jerry and the Pacemakers . . . a fitting name at this time of his life . . . gets up there and barely gets out the words to his song, Ferry Cross the Mersey, at which point I had to turn the TV off before I hurled -- but just as I was turning it off -- they panned to the audience and everyone is holding hands, swinging back and forth, singing along. This is the same group of people that slid down mud-slides naked and stoned at Woodstock. Now we're swinging back and forth like a bunch of traumatized hospital patients. It's sickening, I tell you.
The 60's generation is 60 and is embarrassing us all.
Get over yourself.
Saturday night I flipped on the TV and KERA-Channel 13 was having one of their concert-fund-raising deals. That alone is enough to ruin my evening since it usually involves a Yanni-esque character performing in a purple-hued canyon, telling us how noble we all are. I don't know about you but I don't feel noble.
But this was a 60-something, wispy-gray-haired, overweight guy with a guitar, playing a song from the 60's . I was hooked to see who it was. Well, it was the lead singer for The Troggs and the song was Wild Thing.
Here's the embarrassing bit: this guy looked about as ready to take on a "wild thing" as I am to climb Mount Everest. Yet, on and on the song went, how this female, wild-child moved him. I loved the song in the 60's. I felt it's pain . . . but it's over. The audience, KERA, and the whole 60's generation, blue pills notwithstanding, needs to recognize one thing -- it's 2007, not 1967, deal with it.
After that, and to make matters worse, Jerry and the Pacemakers . . . a fitting name at this time of his life . . . gets up there and barely gets out the words to his song, Ferry Cross the Mersey, at which point I had to turn the TV off before I hurled -- but just as I was turning it off -- they panned to the audience and everyone is holding hands, swinging back and forth, singing along. This is the same group of people that slid down mud-slides naked and stoned at Woodstock. Now we're swinging back and forth like a bunch of traumatized hospital patients. It's sickening, I tell you.
The 60's generation is 60 and is embarrassing us all.
Get over yourself.
A Fort Worth Exclusive: Picturing the Bible
Anyone interested in history, art or religion should take the time to visit the Kimbell Art Museum in the next few months. We are privileged to have a collection of artistic treasures, including the Statuette of the Good Shepherd, a 3rd century marble piece, and a beautiful, jewel-encrusted gold cross presented by the emperor Justinian to Pope John III, circa 590 AD. I especially liked the Sarcophogus with the Traditio Legis, a 3rd century carved marble sarcophogus.Two descriptions from the Kimbell website:
" A spectacular display of many of the greatest treasures of early Christianity from around the world, Picturing the Bible includes major loans from the Vatican, the Bargello and the Laurentian Library in Florence, the British Museum, the Louvre, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, and a number of other international institutions. A landmark event both for scholarship on the Early Christian era and for the broader appreciation of this crucial period in world history..."Fort Worth is the only host of this collection, thanks to the folks at the Kimbell. Congratulations.
"Picturing the Bible brings together a wide range of material in an attempt to help clarify the questions of how Christians in the Greco-Roman period illustrated their religious beliefs, including frescoes, marble sculpture and sarcophagi, silver vessels and reliquaries, carved ivories, engraved gold glass, bronze sculpture, seals in semiprecious stones, illustrated Bibles, and decorated crosses. "
Place: Kimbell Art Museum, Fort Worth, Texas
Cost: Peak times $14 / off peak $7
Dates: November 18, 2007 -- March 30, 2008
Website: http://www.kimbellart.org
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