Monday, February 22, 2010

A Dance to the Music of Time: First Movement

Through much of the beginning of this book, I kept thinking of Proust and his introverted, neurotic narrator. I think that is because it is hard to get a good handle on Powell's narrator, Jenkins - and his naivete in viewing the rest of the characters and musings on the ways of the world are so much like Proust's narrator, whose name escapes me at the moment. This book though, had a lot more action to it (not hard), and the narrator was MUCH less depressing.

The story begins in a boys preparatory school in England, where four teenage boys are in a loosely-formed friendship based on circumstance. Upon graduating and entering the literary world (as novelists, critics, politicians, etc) the four let go of their friendship only encountering eachother in the small world that is London's literary sphere.

Taking place between the two World Wars, much of the focus of this book is on relationships (not just romantic) and their tenuousness as well as their significance in how we mark the passing of time.

It took me a long time to read this book, but I finished the last quarter of it in two days. It gave me a great picture of England in the 1920s.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Spare Room/Tigger

My kitchen table is where you want to be!

I just got back from a shopping adventure at The Spice House and I can't wait to start cooking!

I picked up some mustard (it is going to be great for making dressing for a tuna nicoise salad), some white truffle salt (to fancy-up a baked potato), three different types of dried mushrooms, dried sage (I'm making mushroom sage ravioli), dried bell pepper (for the Cuban red beans and rice), chilis (for the alu roti, once I learn how to make my own ghee), himalayan pink salt, basil, and dried lemongrass (for the noodle soup).

Tonight though, it is sweet potato latkes (with some new maple sugar) and squash ravioli. Dinner is at seven.

In other news: Ice skating is at 9:15pm at McFetridge - the amateur kind, not the Olympic kind - I can now skate backwards, foolishly; Volkswagon has a new car that is supposed to get a whopping 170 miles to the gallon; Elephants might be able to count; And King Tut was killed by Malaria.

(I'm also REALLY excited about making some goat cheese.)