Interview with New Orleans Chef John Besh

Chef John Besh




Over the past few months, I’ve had the opportunity to spend quality time with famed New Orleans Chef, John Besh. Warm and engaging with an infectious smile, John is a James Beard Award-winning chef with a soulful culinary style.

An undercurrent of adverse challenges shaped the man John is today. At the age of nine, his father was paralyzed by an accident with a drunk driver. Then, just before graduating from culinary school, he was called to fight the war in Iraq (Desert Storm). He opened his first restaurant…the week of 9/11. And like the rest of New Orleans, Hurricane Katrina left an indelible mark.

Conversations with John reveal a man with a deep sense of history and an earnest desire to preserve the culture of New Orleans. Within the context of food, John is an entrepreneur who leverages his passion for sustainability. He is a dedicated mentor who is guided by the desire to leave an impact on the world of food.


Interview:

John Besh: I was with Alice Waters the other day. They’re doing farm-to-table in the Northwest & San Francisco…and I can do that in my own back yard. That gives me inspiration.



Traca Savadogo: Tell me about your farm.

John: We started the farm in an effort to be more self-sufficient, to recycle, use what we have…and try to be more responsible. We started with a pig pen and a chicken coop. Then we began composting all the organic matter from our restaurants. Next, we composted everything from the chicken coop. So after the chicken coops are raked once a week, and composted every two weeks, we have new soil.

We created these raised beds because it’s in a swampy area. Years ago when I worked here, I lost a few gardens (from flooding.) So what I decided to do was build these raised beds and all this beautiful, organic composted soil then goes into the raised beds. That’s where we grow specialty vegetables, herbs, and lettuces.

We enlarged the garden even further by planting fig and citrus trees. We brought one of our bee keepers out here and he’ll start the honey process for us. We started doing that and before we knew it, we have a little room here, a little room there that we can enlarge by adding a small strawberry patch and some other things.

It’s evolved into this well-rounded little biodiverse backyard farm.



Traca: (I had the opportunity to meet Erick Loos, John’s Chef de Cuisine, here in Seattle.) What's Erick’s roll on the farm?

John: Erick is the Chef de Cuisine at La Provence. And he’s in charge primarily of the kitchen. We also have this farm on the property, so he’s taken up the role of organizing who does what. By that I mean, all of our sous chefs and chefs are required to spend a couple days a month out on the farm. As you can imagine, there’s a lot of weeding to be done. There are a lot of little things that have to take place in order to: 1. Keep it looking good and 2. To keep it productive. So Erick is in charge of making sure all these things happen. But there are probably six major players—six different chefs & sous chefs that have really taken the leadership roles in this…it’s too big for just Erick.

That’s what we’ve been doing. It’s been a lot of fun…and enlightening for all of us cooks, given all the different ex-terns and in-terns that come through one culinary school or another. They all come here and end up walking away from this experience building a much needed, much better relationship with the land. It fosters a certain philosophy among the cooks. You respect the food and you take more care with what’s on the place…because it’s right there! You’re seeing the end result of it. By doing that, what happens is there seems to be this esprit de corps. All the cooks really start to take care of it, and become more active in the farmer’s markets that we have here in the area. And one thing leads to another….

Before you know it, we’re using this as basically an experimental place. We just shipped about 20 pigs off to another farm. We’ll ship 10 more in a couple months. Other farmers are starting to do the same thing. It’s really starting to spread well and take off.



Traca: Are you sending off piglets or fully-raised pigs?

John: Pigletts. Raising larger pigs out here behind the restaurant just makes a mess of things. We can’t let the pigs roam free because we only have a few acres. To have fenced-in large pigs, that’s not why we started doing this. We’re moving pigs to another farm where they have room to graze the land. Essentially, they’re grass-fed for their adult lives.



Traca: How many acres do you have, total at La Provence?

John: Four acres. It’s not a big place.



Traca: Has growing your own herbs and raising produce had a positive financial impact?

John: For some things, totally. Overall, it’s still very costly. We can save lots of money by growing things like herbs. But when you look at the overall cost of upkeep, maintenance...the cost to build the pens, coops, and all the raised beds—we’re a long way away from making money at it.

There’s no real financial benefit to it as long as we can still buy crappy mass-farmed produce out of the West and Southwest, harvested by migrant workers. As far as I’m concerned, the whole use of slave labor just to save a few dollars on produce…it’s a sin.

What I wanted to do is really nothing more than to become as self-sufficient as possible and maybe…to wave the banner of self-sufficiency in saying “We can do better than this. We MUST do better than this.”

This region has sustained the food culture that we have. We need to act now to work with local farmers—not to just buy from them occasionally, but to contract farm with the people before we lose all of the few farms that we still have left.

I’m hoping that the impact [of our farm] is more psychological. We can’t conquer the world. We can’t grow enough vegetables to feed the world. We can’t do enough ourselves to make the difference that we really need to make. But we can do other things.

We can start to foster a whole different mindset with the young cooks and chefs—people like Erick, who were raised without any sort of food culture…without any sense of understanding where food comes from. Now minds are open to “Oh yeah. Look at what we’re doing!” And you hear him talk about it and he’s so, so excited! So that excitement and that enthusiasm and passion are just pills of fire. I think of the many cooks like him that are just being awakened to all these possibilities.

The great thing is…like what I’m doing today. We have the Edible Schoolyard over here. Green Middle School in New Orleans was the first school outside the state of California that adopted Alice Water’s Edible Schoolyard curriculum. At the end of every semester we have the students come out to La Provence. We let the kids harvest the strawberry patch, so we’re making strawberry dessert with them right now. And then we have them pick over a bunch of our lettuces, and we pulled a bunch of beets for a big salad. Then we harvested all these fava beans to make a fava bean risotto with some locally raised chicken.

See? The impact is affecting more than just my cooks…more than just my little world. It’s affecting people that have never imagined my world before. Seeing students from the inner city come out here to the country…we work with them for a few hours on the farm, cook with them, and cook for them. I think we’ll open their eyes and perhaps change the way they look at food. That, coupled with their curriculum at school, I think that may spark this new awareness that we need so badly.



Traca: Sustainability is gaining traction, but we’ve discussed the notion that perhaps people don’t really practice it at home. Can you expand on that?

John: I think sustainability is much easier to talk about. It’s much easier to play the role of activist, but not actually practice it. I think that’s just human nature. It’s a lot easier to sit on the sidelines, but really? I think I could do more than what I do. We all just need to do what we can.

The catastrophe that followed Hurricane Katrina made me realize how vulnerable life is…how vulnerable a region can be, how vulnerable a city can be. I don’t care what politics you subscribe to. If you’re waiting for the government to have your answers for you…I’ve seen the government in action. I’ve seen Democrats and I’ve seen Republicans. I don’t think there’s really all that much difference.

I think when it comes down to it, we need take charge of our fate—what we eat, how we harvest food. Where does the food come from? Ask questions.

I went to several grocery stores this week…picking up a few things for the house for Mother’s Day. Sunday night I cooked a little dinner for all the mothers in my life and I was amazed walking through these national chain stores. They’re all playing the “Eat Whole, Local” card, which is good. I hope they really are. But at least they’re talking about it…and at least we’re moving in that direction.

I still have personal problems with activists for sustainable anything who live in places like Las Vegas and have everything shipped in from around the world. We’re trying to appeal to people and market ourselves as being sustainable when we’re anything but. That’s just one of my little pet peeves.

When you and I were talking about this, it was right after the Sustainable Seafood Conference where I met with a bunch of industry leaders talking about sustainability. Of course you’ve got the fishing industry trying to use sustainable as a marketing ploy. You have them painting the picture that every fisherman out there is essentially Alice Waters, which is NOT the case. It’s not the case at all. The fisherman is just trying to make a living. I know some people that are particularly safe about the way they harvest their seafood, and there are others who aren’t.

At this point we need to buckle down because we know we’re having an effect on the climate. We are making an impact on our environment and we now have to start thinking, “Okay, what can we do? Maybe I don’t need to throw all the fertilizers in my yard because there are some other effects to that we don’t need.”

I think if we can just do a little something here to make a small impact at La Provence, I think the ramifications of what we do today will be felt twenty years from now when the young cooks are starting into the business, they are the big chefs of tomorrow. Hopefully, what they’ve seen and what they’ve come across here…this will be just commonplace. We’ll have many communities buying up their green space and preserving some of their agricultural land and servicing the urban areas. Hopefully that’s the impact we will make by doing what we’re doing here.



Traca: How do you go about conveying that message to your dining patrons? For example, here we have the Herbfarm and before dinner, guests take a tour of the gardens. Do you do something similar at La Provence?

John: I aspire to be what they are. But I also don’t want to turn La Provence into Disney World. The farm is here and it’s not really for amusement. Come and look. Come be a part of it. People do. They get it. When they park their cars, they’re looking out over the farm. They hear chickens. Occasionally we get complaints roosters are chasing some of the customers, so then we’ll have to go and kill a couple of the roosters….and eat ‘em!

The people that come here, get it.

We try to list as many of the products as we can on the menu. If it’s La Provence country ham than we list it as such. So essentially we don’t buy any prosciutto, ham, sorrano…any of the specs or anything like that because we make our own now. That’s what we try to convey through our servers. “This is special, and this is why.”



Traca: So you’re doing in-house charcuterie?

John: Oh yeah.



Traca: Are you having any issues with the USDA requiring HACCP plans?

John: That all begins the moment you try to sell it on a retail level…or sell it across state lines, which gets even more complicated. What we produce, we can sell within our restaurant.



Traca: I was at a Chef’s Collaborative event a couple months ago and there was some discussion that it’s being “suggested” that they have a HACCP (Hazard Analysis of Critical Control Pts) plan—even for restaurants.

John: That I’m sure is probably well-founded. I’m all about…get out there and do it and say you’re sorry later. If I asked for permission for everything I do, I doubt very seriously that I’d even have a farm back here. But I don’t. I just do it. Everything is natural, and there’s nothing dirty about it. This is beautiful. The whole thing works really well.

We haven’t had any issues but I think you have to be careful. There are a lot of chefs that are experimenting with things just in their coolers, for instance, or in their offices, having salamis hanging here and there. If the board of health comes by and it’s not at the right temperature, and you’re caught in the danger zone, you will have issues. You can’t get around that without investing the resources and the plant that you need to do it right. I don’t know…it’s finally raising its head here with the USDA and the FDA.

Now chefs are demanding in-house charcuterie. We don’t want to just buy ham from a country we don’t know anything about. We want to do some things ourselves again. Frankly, in-house charcuterie hasn’t happened in years—except for a small group of people. As it becomes more wide-spread, you’re going to have more issues like that. The government is going to say, “Okay, now how do we control it?”



Traca: I’m intrigued by the fact that we’ve seen artisan processes come to the brink of dying out, and like in-house charcuterie, now we’re seeing a revival in the craft of food. That’s just one more element in raising the experience, or the quality.

John: I don’t know if in-house charcuterie is really the answer. I do it because I can control what the pigs eat, and I want to control that end product…the end flavor. Ultimately what I’d love to see happen is the butcher shops come back. I think we’re making so much headway in some areas, and in other areas, we’re totally missing the point. Things could be interesting.

Over the long haul, I don’t know. You’ve got so many people dependent on processed—or over-processed foods handled by just a handful of companies that also control all the feeds. They control everything! You see artisans popping up because people concerned about hand-crafted food and good stuff like that. On the other hand…not that I’m against corporate America, but you see just a handful of people dictate the policies of government. People who have control over the ConAgras and the like—both producing and processing, and packaging food in this country, leave small margins for the little guy.



Traca: I want to track back to this question that came up at dinner, “What does food mean to you?” and how you got involved in the business. Can you touch on that?

John: Things really took off for me…I grew up in a culture where men really enjoyed cooking and carried on a lot of the traditions. I think that was very important because much of this country…the way that we’ve treated food throughout the industrial era was that food was a woman’s thing. So frankly, in all these years of “progress”, we lost a lot of our food culture. A lot of that had to do with many different things…prohibition, for one.

Our country lost a lot of its food culture, but I grew up in a place that never really lost it. Isolation was the key to our success. So I had this relationship with food a young age, and what I really enjoyed doing the most was cooking. I could make people happy through food…and I had a father that really encouraged that. He encouraged us to pursue our passion—not to think in terms of careers. “Do what you love to do and do it the best that you can. Great things will follow.” Consequently, I did that. In my family we have teachers, doctors, lawyers, and we have a former ballet dancer. We all pursued these different passions.

[My passion for cooking] really came to a head about the age of nine. My father was hit by a drunk driver and paralyzed for life. Over several years of a convalescence, I just started cooking. I’d make him breakfast—pain perdu, and learned how to make poached eggs. Then I’d make my own Hollandaise sauce so I could serve it over the poached eggs…

At the time that I started cooking, I looked up to the great chefs of New Orleans. I thought, “This is great. I want to try that!”

My father encouraged me to stay with it.

Over the years as he grew stronger and got a little bit better, I just cooked for him. That’s probably the reason why I’m a chef today.



Traca: Then what happened?

John: Before I went off to culinary school, I decided that I wanted to do something wild and crazy. I had this wild hair to join the French Foreign Legion or something. I decided to give the Marine Corps a try! I knew I didn’t want to make a career out of it. I guess I wanted the challenge…and to see if I was up to the challenge. So I pursued the Marines for a few years and then switched into the Reserves. I stayed in the Reserves, which helped pay for culinary school.

Just before graduating culinary school, they invited me back to active duty—to serve in the Marines for Desert Storm. So I did that and came back.

In between, I fell in love with my wife. We started writing to each other—we were pen pals and childhood friends…and married her when I came home. You can’t marry a woman from New Orleans and ever really leave New Orleans. I wanted to be closer to my parents because they need my help and my wife always wanted to be by her parents. So that’s what we did. That’s why I became a cook…and why I returned here.



Traca: At what point did you work abroad? You worked in France and Germany, correct?

John: In the Black Forest, I made my apprenticeship at a place called the Romantik Hotel Speilweg, which is in the mountains of southern Germany. My wife had just graduated law school. After she passed all of her classes and passed the bar exam, we left. We left the day she was sworn into the bar.

We were in Germany for a year and a half and then made our way down to France. The chef I worked for in Germany had a friend who was the chef at the Chateau de Montcaud in Bagnols-sur-Ceze, France.

I fell in love with France and saw so many correlations between the way I learned about food in Louisiana and Southern France. It was all just very, very natural. After that, we came back here and I started working at La Provence out here in the country. Fifteen years later, I’d come back to buy the place.

In between La Provence and August, I had a place that I was the chef at called Artesia. I worked there for a few years in a little town called Abita Springs, Louisiana.

The week of September 11, 2001, I opened up my first restaurant, August.



Traca: And how was that?

John: Everything in my life has always been a struggle. (Laughing.) It’s pretty much along the same lines.

We opened this big, beautiful, gorgeous restaurant right before the worst tourist crunch ever came to New Orleans—and to the country, for that matter. We were dependent upon our convention business and tourism when September 11th came. That just shot everything down.

So it was hard.

But then I read a couple articles that said some of the strongest companies in American history were founded during the depression—or right before the depression. You learned how to do with less. And there are a lot of good lessons to learn there.



Traca: I would say that experience has continued to shape your philosophy, is that correct?

John: Yeah. It’s kind of like this Marine Corps philosophy: Get it Done. Let’s just make it happen.

After Hurricane Katrina that [mindset] really paid off because you couldn’t just wait for things. I mean, I felt deceived by so many people, and everything you think is real, is turned on its head. You think, “The city will surely evacuate. We won’t close our business until the city evacuates.” And the city doesn’t evacuate….and then you have to make these calls.

I’ve been tested off and on throughout the whole Katrina debacle. When I walked away afterwards, I said, “You know what? I’m tired of playing by the rules. What you need to do is go out there and make things happen.” I’m trying to open a restaurant and I wasn’t going to wait until we had the proper document, we just opened for business. That’s pretty much the way we’ve handled everything.

With the other restaurants I’ve opened….I’ve got great people—very passionate people that have stood by me over the years. If they want to open a restaurant, then I want to help them. I want to give them the tools that they need to be successful. That’s why I have a chef partner in each of the restaurants--because I know what it’s like trying to scrape a few pennies together and not get the financing. Banks aren’t going to loan you anything—especially these days.

That’s why we’ve pooled resources and managed to do things the way we’ve done them. We’ve grown by doing it ourselves. That philosophy of making due with less…you know, maybe I don’t need a huge salary. I’m not going to take it. I want to 1: share it with others and 2: let’s pay our debt down so that we don’t have a lot of debt. If another Katrina comes along, we’re not out millions of dollars.

That still shapes the way I operate today and the philosophy that I’ve taken on…by remaining skeptical…and cautious, but yet moving forward.



Traca: So what is ‘moving forward?’ What does the future look like for you? Pie in the sky…what would be the ideal situation?

John: You know, my ideal changes every day. I evolve as a person, every day. I’d love to be able to get to the point one day where I retired to the little place in the country…and just cook.

Maybe if I could do well enough financially, I would create a restaurant that did nothing but fund a food bank. Somehow…I want to see myself feeding people who need to be fed, and making an impact that way. My partner Octavio [Mantilla] just laughs every time he hears it, but I think the greatest way for me to go out would be to create this one little restaurant that operates not-for-profit. It goes into something greater, something bigger that perpetuates itself.

I think that’s something I’ve learned too is that it’s not all about the [media] reviews. I’ve got all those, but that doesn’t make you happy. It’s never good enough. And I’ve noticed one thing with money is that you never make enough of it. Even after you make enough of it…and you do have some good years, you’re always paying too much of it…to people who spend it way too freely.

I don’t want to think about retiring, but after the storm, we fed people that were truly hungry. That was the most exhilarating thing ever! The pay off for that was tremendous—making people happy through food, bringing a smile to somebody because they know you care about them.

Long term, I’ll keep building as long as our chefs want to keep growing. Then, ultimately, when it’s time…each restaurant project is designed so that….for example, Steve McHugh my chef and partner of Luke, could buy Luke from me someday. Then he’s got something that the debt’s already paid down, he’s got a great asset with years under his belt, and then he’s capable of just taking it and running it forever. Same thing with all the other restaurants. We’ve set it up so that I’ve enabled them to pursue their dreams. Now it’s their turn to move on.

I often talk about…I think being a chef in some ways—especially down here where there’s a culture of food—you have to go into it with stewardship in mind. Because it’s much too big…it’s much too important. It’s not about fads and trends. They won’t last down here. What you do has to be rooted and steeped in something real.

It’s my job now to pass it on to the next generation so that we all continue to grow and perpetuate this culture. So guys like Erick can pursue their dreams. He knows that I care about what’s best for him and that I’ll expose him to things that are truly unbelievable. It makes him a better chef.



Traca: I’m curious to know, how many restaurants do you have…and how many covers are you doing?

John: Let’s see…I have four restaurants right now [August, Luke, La Provence and Besh Steak]. In another month, I’ll have five. And by November, we’ll have six.

August will serve 150 every night downstairs and then we have private dining with potentially another 250. We’ll do on average, about 100 a night at La Provence. And about 500 a day at Luke. We’ll do another 300 a day at the steakhouse.



Traca: Wow! So the two restaurants you’ve got on the horizon, can you shed some light on those projects?

John: One is Dominica. It’s an Italian restaurant, which will open up at the Roosevelt Hotel. It’s an old historic New Orleans hotel, run by the Waldorf Astoria Corporation. And we’ll have a 200 seat Italian tratoria there. The focus is on salumi and salumis in particular that come from the farm.

And then in November, we’ll have a 200 seat café that is being opened and run for the National WWII Museum.



Traca: What’s the name of the new café?

John: That one we’re calling the American Sector. That’s the original name to the warehouse district in New Orleans after the United States bought Louisiana. The Americans had a small presence. Really, up until the first World War, the Americans had a small presence in New Orleans. So it’s called the American Sector, based on this one little area that the Americans lived in.



Traca: What’s the menu look like for the American Sector? Are you doing revival food?

John: The design is post-modern industrial to tie in with the aircraft theme of the museum. I wanted the menu to mimic a 1940’s style diner here in New Orleans. So you’ll have a few things that really scream the South, but primarily we’re talking about great American classics—classic diner food that we’ll do in a fun, whimsical style. We’ll have lots of sandwiches, a soda fountain…that sort of thing.



Traca: Can you give me an idea of what dishes would ‘scream the south’?

John: Local products. So we’ll have a little rabbit pot pie, and we’ll do different things with fried chicken. Then we’ll have a lot of our oysters, shrimp and crab that you just have to have. When people come to New Orleans, they want a taste of New Orleans, you know?



Traca: What kind of crab do you have in New Orleans?

John: The blue crab. Compared to your crab, there’s more meat. I’d say for the size of crab, they yield more meat. That’s what we favor down here.



Traca: John, you’ve got a ton of things on your plate! When’s the last time you’ve been on the line?

John: On the line? It’s been a long time!
***

Stats:

Chef John Besh
New Orleans, LA

Restaurants:
Accolades:
* James Beard Award: Best Chef Southeast, 2006
* Gourmet Top 50 Restaurants
* Food & Wine Best New Chef, 1999
* Food Network: Iron Chef America vs. Mario Batali, winner, 2006
* Food Network: The Next Iron Chef Series, 2007


In addition to two new restaurants on the horizon, John’s first book, My New Orleans, will be released in October 2009.

Retreat to Seattle's Hotel 1000

Hotel 1000 lounge off the lobby, offering live flamenco guitar (weekdays).



When the hectic pace of life becomes too much, I say a soothing retreat is in order! There's nothing like an in-city get away to cure what ails me. Fortunately, the fine folks at Hotel 1000 offered to put me up for a night and give them a little looky loo....

Give me an ultra deep soaking tub, room service, and a drop dead view...who needs a spa when you can live like this?


Deluxe room...see the massive soaking tub?


Hotel 1000 is a modern spin on luxe living. Rooms come standard with flat screen TVs, more technological doo dads than I knew what to do with, and with BOKA restaurant at the base of the building, really, there's no reason to leave! And I didn't.


Lobby. Check in is to the right.


Travelers & home turf tourists will quickly appreciate Hotel 1000's prime location. Centrally located on Seattle's 1st Avenue, they're just a hop, skip, and a jump to all the prime Seattle attractions:

LEFT: Funky Pioneer Square, art galleries, and both Seahawks & Mariner's sports stadiums.

STRAIGHT AHED: Leave the Hotel 1000 front door and head straight to the water...you'll find island ferries, cruise ships bound for Alaska, and the Seattle Aquarium.

RIGHT: A simple jaunt to the right on 1st Avenue leads you to....the Seattle Art Museum, Pike Place Market, and nearby Benaroya Hall (symphony) or shopping in Westlake Center.

Location? Win-win-win.


Room service from BOKA (Bold Original Kitchen Artistry). Not so bold, not so artistic, but tasty nonetheless.


Complete with in-room French press coffee, fluffy down comforters, and both WiFi and ethernet access, Hotel 1000 is a sanctuary in the city. I called the front desk no less than three times, stretching my check out later and later. Interrupting my zen moment, I wondered, "If they have to remove me by force, exactly who would come extract me?" Leaving was hard.





And of course, I was lured again and again back to the view. From my room, I watched the sun rise and set against the Cascade Mountains, as gleaming white ferries punctuated the deep blue waters on Eliott Bay.







Hotel 1000
1000 First Avenue
Seattle, WA 98104
(206) 957-1000
www.hotel1000seattle.com

When Trouble Comes

(Note: This piece was written during the first week of March. You’ll find an update at the end.)


As a kid, I’d often return from my afternoon paper route and find my mom on her knees, meticulously scrubbing the floors. One look at her…and instinctively, I’d head in the other direction!

My mom hails from a generation of women who were raised to marry, have a family, and spend their days nurturing the brood. Growing up, we were a fiercely independent bunch and things didn’t exactly go according to plan. But there’s something about cleaning, and keeping her home neat as a pin, that is deeply satisfying to my mother. Today, even though both my parents are retired, my mother still irons every stitch of clothing--well-starched, with a razor sharp crease. On Tuesdays.

The rhythm of cleaning soothes the soul.

Gruff and full of bravado, my father ruled the roost…without question. My mother had plenty to be upset about…and despite her reoccurring back problems and bleeding ulcers, she was often on her knees. Her temple of absolution comprised of a bucket of cleaning supplies and a worn out toothbrush for the smallest crevices.

Growing up, a visit to the neighbor’s house went hand in hand with apologies for their less-than-tidy house. Our house was famous for being fastidiously clean. Concealed by the burning stench of bleach, it was a home that reeked of hurt and heartache.

I am my mother’s daughter.

Trading mop for whisk, I find solace…and celebrations in baked goods. As I scoop, and then gently sweep the flour, there too is a rhythm. I am comforted by the whir of beaters as they scrape the sides of my metal bowl, and wonder at the alchemy…as I incorporate dry ingredients into wet. Smooth and repetitive, I zest orange after orange, watching the flakes cascade to the bottom of the bowl. And on occasion, essential oils from juicy citrus defy confinement, creating a fine mist on nearby countertops.


Sift


Whisk


Stir



Mama gets on her knees. I break out the beaters.



Last Monday, I had a glorious dinner party. A festive bunch of bloggers gathered in an undisclosed location for a meal that was truly memorable.

Before I could capture the moment, I received some devastating news. My dear friend Catherine--who had just been at my dinner party, was suddenly struck by a horrific headache. Thankfully, her husband Ken recognized it was far more serious than a headache, and within minutes, whisked her off to the hospital. They waited in the emergency room for over an hour. When she was finally seen by a doctor, things took a rapid turn. A scan of her brain showed a ruptured blood vessel, known as an aneurysm. Often fatal, fortunately, they caught it in time.

Catherine was transferred to another hospital where a leading expert waited to perform surgery. During the nine hour procedure, they discovered a total of two aneurysms and managed to clamp them both.


Now the waiting game begins.


She’s in intensive care for at least the next two weeks while doctors monitor her closely. Like an earthquake, her brain is experiencing “aftershocks” called vasopasams. The hope is that these aftershocks will not lead to another “earthquake” or worse, a stroke.

On my first visit to the hospital, I was stunned to find my friend, head partially shaved, hooked up to a battery of tubes, with a mouth that drooped a little when she spoke, and a black eye the size of my fist. But she was alert, and called people by name. After what she went through, this was a victory.

I think about Catherine often. And I think about the preciousness of life. Just days ago, she was laughing and enjoying a fantastic meal.

And now, the long road of recovery begins…..

Today, I took solace in the form of an Orange Butter Cake, baked in a sunshine yellow bunt pan. The cake, light and fluffy with an oozing, and a not-too-sweet glaze symbolizes sweetness…and hope. At this point in her recovery, Catherine’s ICU doctors tell us she’s burning over 5,000 calories a day.

Maybe…just maybe…she’ll be up for seconds.



ORANGE BUTTER CAKE


INGREDIENTS:

2 cups plus 2 tablespoons flour

1 teaspoon baking powder

1/4 teaspoon salt

1 cup butter -- room temperature

1 1/2 cups granulated sugar

2 eggs

3/4 cup orange juice (I use fresh)

3 tablespoons orange zest

1 teaspoon vanilla1 teaspoon orange extract


FILLING:

2/3 cup orange marmalade

3 tablespoons Grand Marnier


GLAZE:

1 1/2 cups confectioner's sugar -- sifted

3 tablespoons Grand Marnier (I used fresh orange juice)

1 tablespoon unsalted butter -- melted

1/2 teaspoon orange extract


DIRECTIONS:

Spread butter on bottom and sides of tube pan or layer pans. Dust evenly with flour and tap out excess flour. Be generous with greasing and flouring indentations if using a decorative Bundt pan. Or, grease and line with parchment paper.

Position rack in center of oven and preheat to 350 F (325 F for dark pans).

Sift together flour, baking powder and salt. Set aside. With electric mixer, cream butter and sugar until light and fluffy. Add eggs one at a time, beating after each addition. Alternately, add dry ingredients and juice, beating after each addition. Begin and end with flour. Scrape down sides of bowl and beater. Stir in grated orange zest and extracts.

Spoon batter into prepared pan(s); level top.

Bake in preheated oven 50 to 60 minutes for a tube cake , or 30 to 35 minutes for layers, or until top is golden brown and cake tester inserted in center comes out clean.

Cool in pan(s) on wire rack about 10 minutes. Run knife blade around edge of cake. Top with plate or cardboard disk, invert and lift off pan(s). Cool cake(s) completely.


Filling:

In a small bowl, blend orange marmalade with liqueur. To fill layers, set one layer on cardboard cake dish or flat plate. Spread evenly with marmalade-liqueur, top with second layer.


Glaze:

Beat together all glaze ingredients. Add more juice by the drop to thin, more sifted sugar to thicken. Glaze should drip heavily from spatula. Spoon over tube cake, allowing glaze to run down sides. Or, spread glaze over top of layers.

****

Update:

Shortly after I wrote this post, the intense pain, and nausea from the subsequent medication forced doctors to place Catherine on a feeding tube.

Now recovering at home, Catherine spent a total of 7 weeks in the hospital. Her parents flew in from New York and have decided to stay on, indefinitely. They’ve rented a home to be close by.

At this point, she’s susceptible to seizures, and requires 24 hour supervision.

Doctor’s orders: No alcohol or driving for one year.

***
Related Post:

A Back Room Taste of Mexico
(includes photo of Catherine)

The International Food Blogger Conference




For me, there is no greater joy than watching an idea flourish to inception. Next week, the inaugural launch of the International Food Blogger Conference is sure to be a significant milestone. Held here in Seattle May 15-17, the conference will bring together the best and the brightest in the food blog arena. Two full days of panel discussions will cover everything from: Finding Your Voice, How to go from Blog to Book, Food Porn, and Search Engine Optimization.

Behind the scenes, I’ve been grappling with many of these topics for months. With an average of 10 hours invested in every post—whether it’s editing photos, attending events, typing up interviews, or “birthing” an essay…all along I wonder, does anyone read this? Am I making a difference? Questions continued to gnaw at me.

Friends of mine had clearly “made it” in the blogger world. And when we gathered together, I sought guidance. Inevitably, I’d steer the conversation to probing questions: Why do you write a blog? What do you hope to achieve? What hurdles do you face? The answers were surprising. Some blogs began as a partnership between husband & wife….a hobby they could share together, others launched their blog with a future book deal in mind, and yet, many were equally surprised by their fame.

The hurdles bloggers face ran the gamut: Should I monetize my blog? What’s the best way to deal with PR companies and swag gifts? How do I live in the public eye and still protect my privacy? What are the ramifications for cyber stalking? My blog is copywritten…and yet people steal my content. How do I deal with that?

I was still grappling with these questions when, on an early spring morning, I happened to meet Sheri Wetherell. She and her partners recently launched a website called Foodista, and plans were in the works for a food blogger conference. (Here [!] In Seattle [!] In May [!]) A tentative agenda had been drawn up….and evolved with a few tweaks here and there. I opened my list of contacts and what followed was a flurry of “virtual introductions.” “What if…we had a topic on taking your blog to book?” “Awesome! Then you need to meet my friend Molly…she just released a book, based on her blog. And what if we brought publishing companies into the mix? They can share what their objectives are…and what type of content they’re looking for.” On and on it went….

After weeks of brainstorming and connections, I’m so proud to see the event come together. Sheri and the Foodista crew have worked nonstop….moving the conference from idea to inception in just a few short months. It takes a village to pulls something like this off…and I was delighted to discover an outpouring of support at every turn. In the end, the conference turned out to be far bigger than we ever imagined--from panelists and attendees, to caterers and sponsors, it’s a dreamy mix of who’s who....(View the detailed agenda here.)

Highlights of the International Food Blogger Conference include:


Friday, May 15, 2009

Cocktail Party


• Renee Behnke: Owner of Sur La Table and author of “Memorable Recipes: To Share With Friends and Family

• Michael Hebb of Onepot.org, Mason Sager of Caffé Vita, and Joe Whinney of Theo Chocolates will discuss the “Tale of Two Roasters” and provide samples of their fine coffee and chocolates



Saturday, May 16, 2009


“Blog to Book – Getting Your Writing On Paper”

Moderated by Amy Sherman, Cooking With Amy and author of “Williams-Sonoma New Flavors For Appetizers: Classic Recipes Redefined

Speakers:

• Molly Wizenberg: Orangette.com, Bon Appétit, author of “A Homemade Life: Stories and Recipes from My Kitchen Table

• Jaden Hair: SteamyKitchen.com, Tampa Tribune Food writer, TV cooking show host

• Kirsty Melville: Cookbook publisher at Andrews McMeel Publishing


Themes:

• Published food writers speak on their experience• What publishers are looking for, how to write a book proposal



“Finding Your Voice”

Moderated by Warren Etheredge of Words & Wine and The Warren Report

Speakers:

• Rebekah Denn, Seattle PI food journalist, blogger, James Beard Journalism Award Winner

• Julie Brosterman, CEO/Founder of Women & Wine

• Kathleen Flinn, IACP chair and author of “The Sharper Your Knife, The Less You Cry


Themes:

• Finding your voice/niche• How to stay relevant and unique• Journalist vs. Blogger• Crafting your message• Finding and building a rapport with your audience




“Building A Better Blog Part 1: “Food Porn - Food Photography & Styling”

Speakers:

• Kathy Casey, owner of Kathy Casey Food Studios and author of Kathy Casey’s Northwest Table and Sips & Apps

• Patty Wittmann, Food Stylist

Themes:

• Digital camera selection and use• Food staging and lighting• Image hosting• Photo editing tools• Free image sources



“Building A Better Blog Part 2: SEO/Traffic/Monetization”

Speakers:

• Barnaby Dorfman, CEO, Foodista

• Ryan Stern, Director & Managing Editor, Foodbuzz

• Elise Bauer, Simply Recipes


Themes:

• Blog platforms and hosting services• Building traffic/SEO• Making money



Words and Wine with Ruth Reichl, Editor & Chief of Gourmet Magazine, Autographed Copy of “Not Becoming My Mother



Sunday, May 17, 2009


“Blogging As A Career”

Speakers:

• Jaden Hair, Steamy Kitchen

• Amy Sherman, Cooking With Amy

• Elise Bauer, Simply Recipes


Themes:

• Turning your blog or food writing into a career• New media vs. old media• Digital photography/video, food styling



“The Law and Ethics in Blogging”

Moderated by Tracy Sarich

Speakers:

Kraig Baker, Partner, Davis Wright Tremaine

• Barnaby Dorfman, CEO, Foodista

• Kim O’Donnel, A Mighty Appetite/The Washington Post


Themes:

• Copyrights and intellectual property• “Copy Left”• Best practices in reviewing products and restaurants• How to handle freebies• Being transparent• Blog etiquette: linking, commenting, and spam



“Passionate Purveyors & Producers”

Moderated by Barnaby Dorfman, CEO, Foodista

Speakers:

• Lauren Adler, Chocolopolis

• Carrie Oliver, Oliver Ranch, The Provenance of Beef

• Luke Dirks, Stumptown Coffee Roasters

• Karl Kupers, co-founder of Shepherd’s Grain


Themes:

• People who will change the way you feel about a commodity food



Wine & Cheese Party

And the Winner is....

Me!


Seriously.

I am completely blown away by the responses to "What does food mean to you?" (See comments here.)

Each day, I checked on the status. And as the responses trickled in, reading your words was better than Christmas! I can't tell you how many times I'd stare at my computer screen as tears threatened to roll down my cheeks.

I am deeply humbled....




Okay, peeps! I suppose you wanna know who won two fabulous tickets to the James Beard Foundation's Celebrity Chef Dinner....

The winner is: Stephanie Crocker!

Now if you're not Stephanie and you want another chance to dine & drink at the sumptous James Beard Foundation's Celebrity Chef Dinner...my good friend Rebekah Denn has a set of tickets available on her blog, Eat All About It.

For a second chance to jump in on the fun, you've got until May 8th. Good luck!

***
Disclosure:

Random selection went like this: I called my girl Naomi, a.k.a. GastroGnome. "Hey, pick a number between 1 & 27." She chose 16. Comment #16 is Heather in SF and she's unable to make the trip....Next in line is our winner....Stephanie Crocker!

James Beard Foundation: Celebrity Chef Tour

Let's be honest.

Dining at the James Beard house is a fantasy of mine. It's one of those once-in-a-lifetime experiences that sends my heart pitter-pattering. Followed closely by a terrifying thought, "What would I wear???" Someday, if the sun and moon are in alignment, I'll find a seat at the table.


Until then....

Fortunately for us, the James Beard Foundation is taking their show on the road! And they're coming to Seattle Thursday, May 14th.




Cooking high atop the Seattle skyline, overlooking jaw-dropping Puget Sound will be my old client, Chef Ethan Stowell. Yes, that would be the same Chef who was named one Food & Wine's "Top 1o New Chefs in America" and a two-time nominee for the James Beard Award. (Fingers crossed...maybe he'll win on Monday.)

Ethan will be cooking at the uber swank Columbia Tower Club with their Executive Chef James Hassell. For one night only, this private club will play host to the James Beard Foundation. And with sponsors including Wine & Spirits magazine, Certified Angus Beef, and Hudson Valley Foie Gras....rest assured...this will be a night to remember!


Highlights of the evening will include:

- An elegant reception, featuring unique hors d’oeuvres creations served with a complementary wine selection
- An innovative, one-of-a-kind multi-course dinner
- Wine pairings presented with each course
- Exclusive interactions with and access to the award-winning chefs
- Ability to see behind the scenes and experience the preparation of the courses


There are two ways to jump in on the fun:

To order tickets ($175 + tax and tip), contact Jeff Black at 720-201-1853 or jeff@innercirclecompanies.com.

OR.....

Drop me a line.


Yep! I've got TWO TICKETS available....gratis. (Hint: Tipping is nice...)


Here's how you can lay your hands on these tickets:

In the spirit of this post, leave me a comment...addressing the question: What does food mean to you?

Over the past few months, I've learned people approach their love of food from a number of different directions. Whether you lean towards ethnic food from the home country, molecular gastronomy with a twist of Americana, bon bons and brioche, or a beast over an open flame....

What is it about food that moves you...and what does that mean to you?

You've got until Wednesday May 5th to tell me all about it!

***
Note: If you're headed to Seattle for the International Food Blogger Conference, I hope you noticed this dinner is the night before the IFBC. You could....come to town a day early, dine & drink lavishly, and take time to enjoy the city before the conference kick in.

Sounds lovely, doesn't it?


The Interpretive Feast

Last fall I was introduced to Professor Britt Yamamoto, who teaches a master’s level class on the Politics of Food & Eating. Within seconds, I prodded him with questions about the class. "What topics are you covering? What's the required reading? How is the class structured?" He escaped my questions (read: interrogation) by sending me a copy of the syllabus.

Class readings probed serious issues surrounding agribusiness, sustainability, food sovereignty, biotechnology, and commodified food.

The class culminated with an assignment titled “The Interpretive Feast." Students were instructed to "explore your deeply embedded, largely unexamined personal eating narratives and recognize how these are linked to the broader social phenomena….Consider the broader scope of culture, history, politics, and economics.”

With that basis, students were asked to incorporate these ideas by preparing a dish that had meaning for them. This interactive assignment culled from a number of sources, including family traditions and favorite foods, using significance as a guideline.

I scored an invitation to the Interpretive Feast and on a drizzly morning, arrived at Professor Yamamoto's house. In the kitchen, a small group of students assembled their final preparations while I waited in the wings.

I've attempted to capture the experience in words at least a dozen times. Each attempt, my words ring more feeble than the first, but what I can say is that day had a profound impact on the way I look at food. I began to realize that every dish has meaning and it's as deeply personal as the person who prepared it. From the scones inspired by the mother-daughter tea in London, to authentic wild rice that still carries the scent of Minnesota lakes...and home, to the memories of family hunting camps and melt-in-your-mouth elk stew, food is a powerful thing. It ties us to the land and the people. It shapes our memories, provides comfort, and a link to our history. Food is so much more than mere consumption.

And then there's the story that moved me to tears. Fleeing Nazi occupation, a young Jewish girl abruptly left her homeland. She lost her siblings and all links to the past…except for her challah recipe. Over the course of her young life, every Friday she kneaded the dough. The recipe went hand in hand with the evening prayers, and this she knew by heart.





Flash forward 50+ years.

On a rain-soaked day in North Seattle, her granddaughter wove the pieces together with her own story. Her own life took a wayward path of rebellion and drugs, which had a powerful hold. An unexpected pregnancy proved to be a turning point. She kicked the drug habit and eventually made her way back to college. Along the way, she became curious about her heritage, and discovered her family’s Jewish traditions. The undercurrent of a rebel bubbles to the surface as she describes her faith--subscribing to those traditions that resonated and cast off those that didn’t. The challah became a powerful symbol…uniting these two women, present and past.

Every Friday, she makes challah for the Sabbath…with a recipe handed down from her grandmother. Today, her own daughter helps kneed the bread. Friends stop by and take a turn. From the traditions of the past, we erect our own traditions.


Blessing the bread




Flour, yeast and water symbolize so much more than their individual components. History, culture, faith, traditions…old and new, weave a web, uniting the past with the present.





Thanks to this experience, I’ve become much more reflective. Food isn’t just food anymore. I think about the stories, the traditions, and the people that had a hand in this food.

My everyday life is not always about the grass-fed beef raised on Tom Hartley’s farm, trimmed into steaks by an artisan butcher who has been working at the family business since he was 6 years old.

I recall my own family traditions…like tuna-noodle casserole, oozing with Velveeta cheese and crushed potato chips on top (the wavy kind, if we were lucky). This dish is a link to my own past, and present. As a kid, it was one of our most requested meals. But now, as an adult striving to be a more conscientious eater, I shudder to think how often I ate tuna noodle casserole…and the revolt that would follow if my mother used anything but Velveeta. (“Cheddar? How could you use cheddar?”)

Much to my grandmother’s distain, my mother was the first woman to hold a job in our family. She was the first to grapple with the precarious balancing act…juggling between the demands of work and family. Tuna noodle casserole was quick and easy. Mom could satisfy me, the youngest in the family, and still keep it hot while waiting for my brother to come home from football practice, or for my dad to drag himself home from a business trip. Thanks to tuna noodle casserole, we each enjoyed a hot meal…whenever we made our way to the table. And as I grew older, I learned, that’s no easy feat.

Each meal, we are presented with an opportunity for an interpretive feast. Whether you’re recalling traditions, or making new ones, think about it. This meal…what does it say about you?


Related Post:

I'd Like to Buy the World a Coke

Travel & Leisure: 50 Best New Restaurants in America

Fish Fry Restaurant, Seattle, WA
Photo credit: me!


This photo is significant for a number of reasons:

1. Fish Fry is my friend Michael Hebb's place.

2. The restaurant was opened as a front for Michael's notorious underground restaurants (think: modern-day speakeasy.)

3. The photo was taken on a camera...left in Michael's rental car, happily recovered, and mailed back to me.

4. I nearly deleted it.

5. And last but not least, this is my first nationally published photo! (Whoo hoo! I'm *still* doing the happy dance here!)


Looky here: "50 Best New Restaurants in America," Travel & Leisure, May 2009.

Food Prophet


Snapped at breakfast this morning....."Eat like you give a damn."



Amuse Bouche, the Beat of a Drum

On my way to a fabulous M.F.K. Fisher-inspired dinner, I found myself being led in the opposite direction.

In the heart of an affluent enclave...was that drumming I heard?

I followed the beats to a funky artist-run gallery. I've passed this spot a million times, later in the evening...long after they closed for business. More than once I've peered through the large windows, eyeing colorful Afro-Caribbean inspired art that filled the space in dreamy tropical colors.

On this evening, the door was cracked open and rows of folding chairs featured an audience...of exactly one. Opposite him was a character I can't even begin to describe:






A peek through the door resulted in an invitation to come listen.

I settled into a bench along the windows and noticed the musician played three djembe drums with intricately carved bases. Animal hides were stretched across each drum, and reverberated under a rhythmic blur of hands.

At times, the music seemed to flow through him, eliciting a meditative trance. As the beats grew louder, his head shook in a dance, urging nappy dreadlocks into motion. Only then did I realize his dreadlocks stretched to the floor.

After listening for several minutes, I thanked my host...and made my way to dinner.


Just down the street--yet worlds away--was a secluded private dining space, tucked behind a popular French bistro. I was led down a private walkway that spilled into a peaceful courtyard. This was the setting for an elegant dinner salon, dedicated to the readings of M.F.K. Fisher.

Inspired by her work, the dinner featured exquisite wines by Andrew Will and an unforgettable menu by Cremant chef Brendan Mcgill. Readings between courses served as a prelude to the chef's next creation. Candlelight flickered among the faces, and conversation flowed well into the night.

My favorite dish? I'm torn between:

Onglet "Rossini"
Grilled Hanging Tender with Cured Foie Gras and Truffled Pommes Puree

or

Ris de Veau, a la Union Station
Sweetbreads of Veal with Anise-Scented Veal Glace & Watercress Salad


For me, the enlightened evening of truffles & foie gras was was delightfully juxtaposed by the beat of an unforgettable amuse bouche.

Play on drummer man, play on.

M.F.K. would approve.

Alice Water's Food Fight


Alice Waters, the famed owner of Berkley's Chez Panisse is a powerhouse in the farm-to-table food movement. And lucky for us, she's in town...

Tonight Town Hall is screening "Food Fight: Revolution Never Tasted So Good". The film examines how American agricultural policy and food culture developed in the 20th century, and the California food movement launched the national trend towards local and organic.

Following the film, director Christopher Taylor and renowned chef and author Alice Waters will engage in a question and answer session. Light, local fare and libations will be served beginning at 6 pm.

Details:
Saturday, March 28, 20096
pm for food & drinks, film begins at 7 pm
FREE
RSVP Required: emeraldcityecofilmfest@gmail.com

Location: Town Hall, 8th & Senecahttp://www.townhallseattle.org/

Photographer Sam Abell on The Life of a Photograph

Long-time National Geographic photographer (1970-2001), Sam Abell is a legend in the photography world. This fall, he was in Seattle teaching a photography workshop at the Art Wolf Studio. I sat in on the corresponding lecture...and kicked myself for not attending his workshop! His lecture was incredibly inspiring and despite the blackend room, I managed to capture some legible notes.

As I develop my own technique, Sam's words echo in my mind. (Compose....and wait.....) Hopefully something here will resonate with you.






Sam Abell, Photographer
Henry Art Gallery, Seattle

Sam Abell’s work is complex, thoughtful, inspiring. He is considered one of the most articulate voices in media, with a knack for great story telling.

The hallmark of Abell’s work is its micro composition. His images are composed to the smallest detail, with an emphasis on expression, detail, and setting.

The photographer life is a well covered subject, and Sam Abell aks, ”What about the life of a photo?”

Photography is about thought. “The Life of a Photograph” is where it begins—in the mind, feeling, heart & soul in the one who holds the camera in their hands.





A bit about Sam

His dad taught him how to see. His mother taught him what to see.

What would you have been if you weren’t a photographer? A teacher. In his workshops, he teaches is the art of internal framing & micro composition.

When he started taking pictures, Popular Photography had thumbnails in the back that talked about how the photographer got the shot. He studied those.

“For me, photography was freeing. Thirty years at National Geographic allowed photography to take me into life.”



Equipment

“I use as little equipment as possible and a humble camera.”

His “walk around” lens is a 28mm, and the majority of his work is shot with it.

Abell doesn’t use flash—“You don’t need it.” In fact, he no longer carries a flash on assignment. Abell shoots with “borrowed light” because, as he says, it “casts a spell.”




The Scene

“Don’t look for subjects, look for the scene. What stops me is the scene.” Abell consuls, “Pay attention to your own internal aesthetic. Subjects don’t stop me, the scene does and that’s what differentiates me from my colleagues.”

In a steady and soothing voice he adds, “I think about the poetry of the scene—think about things in literary terms—light, color, heart and soul. Distil a scene or a moment. It can be charged with poetics.”

When capturing an image, “I’m thinking about what’s in the viewfinder and nothing else. You are in that little world and it’s deep…and complex.”




Thoughts on Post Production

With a hint of distain he says, “We’re in the golden age of post production.”

“Before post production, you couldn’t recompose the shot. It had to be fully finished. It couldn’t be rough and remixed. All the problems had to be solved in the viewfinder…and it gave photography intensity.”

Photography is and always will be a way to be in life. I got a 35mm as a graduation present. For me, photography meant “Andiamo!” – let’s go. It’s what gets me out the door.

When photography became computer-based, it became more about post production.

We’ve lost the spirit of being in life.




Leaving National Geographic

Abell spent 31 years as a photographer with National Geographic magazine. “I’ve always wanted my career to end with my call.” The moment came after a long, depressing year in Tokyo. Abell spent a year trying to get permission to meet with the Emperor of China. At last, he was granted a visit on the very last day. It was extremely frustrating.

When I finally got the meeting, the Emperor asked, “Are you satisfied?”

“I lied, ‘Yes, I am.’ "

When he returned from that shoot, he knew…it was time to end his career with National Geographic.




The Kremlin Shot

[This shot is one of Abell’s most famous photographs. In the lecture, he analyzed the shot and showed a number of frames taken before they settled on what has become an iconic photo.]

“This photo has long life.”

Noting several examples, he advises, “Keep taking photos—move around it. Change your position.”

This shot was taken on a day off. “But the truth in photographic life is, there are no days off.”




What gives life to a portrait?

For portraits, you have one camera. It means hanging out with people & occasionally taking pictures.

The rule of photos with people? Don’t take photos you wouldn’t take of yourself. Don’t prey on people. Build a rapport. Photography is an act of appreciation, not exploitation.

A successful portrait has three elements: setting, gesture & expression. They need equal weight and it’s almost impossible. You can’t pose a shot like that. The setting is important both in place…and light.

Look for: Gesture. Expression. Setting.

Do you need to see someone’s face to have a successful portrait? No. Hands are very expressive.

Portraits that have long lasting ability are within themselves and thoughtful--not obviously emotional.




Just looking….

A photo is like a short story where the page is about to be turned….

Photography is a solo journey. Involve your mind—verify a dedication to creating photography for the inner self. No art director. No picture editor. On your own. Your imagination. On assignment for as long as 14 months, you are alone with your thoughts.

Pay attention to what you’re looking at.

Just looking …intently. Notice the shadow. Notice that slender line that separates the horizon and the clothes line.

Just looking…at a shaft of light. Notice the painting situated both above and below the light.

Just looking…Notice the persistence of a strong horizontal line.




Getting the shot

Compose…and wait. Compose the place and wait for what occupies it. Be on a tripod, and be ready for the scene.

Look for integrity of line, space & depth. Everything is within its own space….exhibiting deep layers of time.

Bad weather makes great pictures. Compose & wait….

The photo with the longest life has emotional power. It stays in your memory…and leaves an impression. It has believability… suddenness…intimacy.



Travel Photos

There’s a long connection between photography and travel.

On a 15 week shoot in the Amazon, he didn’t take photos for the first couple days. He stayed with the aboriginals and built trust.

The result? His photos have texture and flow.

At one point, he begged the aboriginals to do a shoot in the morning or the early evening. But the hunt began at noon. The resulting photos? As the aboriginal hunters are coming home from the hunt with their kill, he used the long shadows as part of the shot.

In another example, land, sea, and sky have equal weight. What gives it life? The disappearance of the horizon.



Seeking the photo

The life of a photo begins with seeking the photo.

What stops him is often the horizontal line. He’s looking for layers, internal framing, and micro composition.

Compose & wait.

Always use a tripod. It makes a difference that adds to his composed style.

Depend on strength of the photo from the specialness of the light and the landscape that he sees.

Seek a characteristic horizontal line.

See the light, space, and graphics. Be attuned to the moment and craft in deep dimensional light.

The goal: A layered photo that is intense from top to bottom, front to back.



The life of a photo

Each photo has a life—thoughts and time evolve. He found images he didn’t even remember taking that he loves now.

Photos ask questions.

The main thing Sam looks for is layering and depth. Find a background, find a setting. Look for layers, deep composition, and micro composition.

Whether a photo is memorizeable or not, depends on whether it has a long life.



Comments

When looking at books by other photographer, he says, “I always look at the photo on the cover page.” Why? “The cover shot is almost without exception chosen by marketing.” The key: what’s the Table of Contents photo? [This photo choice gives more insight to the photographer’s own perspective (vs. marketing)]

Another interesting point Abell notes: In his own books, no photos are bled. None are cropped. And no photos go across the gutter.



The Book: Life of a Photograph

Abell’s latest book, The Life of a Photograph, covers his process….things that worked and why. It’s designed to be transparent: “The process [of getting the shot] is more important.” He draws a parallel, “Fixing the car is more fun than driving it.”

“Books have a great life. If anything has a greater life than a photo—it’s a book.” He adds, reflectively, “This book is my fullest expression.”

***

Further reading

Excellent write up on Sam's Master Photography Class.

Almost Spring



Looking for a quiet moment, I pointed my car East...and just kept going. A low bridge was slung over the creek, and I circled back to take in the view. Here, late season snow clings to the mountains, creating rivers of white among the Evergreens. And I was just in time for a seductive tango between afternoon shadows and the sun's deep golden glow.

The Muse

Snapped at The Muse Coffee Company, Seattle


Ipod, laptop, art and a fabulous cup of coffee, really, what more do you need?

Muse Coffee Company is fabulous spot in the Queen Anne neighborhood, owned by Brent Mart and designed by his wife Kelley L. Moore (Entertaining Editor at Seattle Magazine.)

I was first introduced to The Muse by fellow blogger, Keren Brown. Do you know Keren? She's a woman after my own heart, organizing blogger events at fabulous restaurants...and interviews with notable authors. On the day I snapped this picture, we'd just wrapped up a blogger interview with author Pamela Sheldon Johns, discussing her latest book 50 Great Appetizers.

Entertaining with Style: Simple Soirees by Peggy Knickerbocker


The perfect Sunday afternoon finds me surrounded by a bunker of books, plotting my next party. Truth be told, I love planning parties almost as much as I enjoy hosting them. And on the rare lazy evening at home, you’ll find me testing recipes…frequently making an entire meal out of appetizers.

Too often people avoid having dinner parties, and I think that’s a mistake. For me, dinner parties are the ultimate gesture in friendship. And I love nothing more than introducing my favorite people. When the light is low, and the wine is flowing, just before the main course is served….the evening hits a fever pitch. I sit back in delight, watching a myriad of conversations swirl around the table.

As I pack up boxes and transition to the next phase of my life, there are a handful of books I just can’t bear to be without. Peggy Knickerbocker’s book, Simple Soirees: Seasonal Menus for Sensational Dinner Parties ranks high on my list. As a former restaurateur and caterer with homes in Paris and San Francisco, Peggy knows a thing or two about entertaining.

Simple Soirees is designed to take the mystery out of parties. Organized with menu planning in mind, each section features approachable menus, with sidebars that draw on time management and decorating tips. Chocked full of photos, this book also provides a wealth of ideas. For serving: a well-worn cutting board doubles as a serving platter for cheese and a simple cake stands provides a perfect vessel for appetizers. Effortless decorating can be as easy as tree branches interspersed with heather & lemons, or a bounty of grapes clustered around candlesticks.

Forget the American notion that everything must be perfectly matched and designer chic. With a battery of mismatched plates and platters, Kickerbocker draws inspiration as the French do…with style and grace and a bit of history.

Entertaining can be a bit tricky, but Knickerbocker guides you effortlessly through the most challenging aspects. The chapter on Cocktail Parties & Benefits provides often overlooked tips that seasoned entertainers learn over time: benefits – as her mother used to say, “People want to know their donations are going to the cause and not the food being served.” Kickerbocker notes, “Colorful dishes tide people over and encourage them to dig deep in their pockets. “ Cocktail parties, on the other hand, “can be more lavish than a benefit, or give the appearance of extravagance. “ Easy, do head menus for both occasions follow advice on what to serve and how to stock the bar (“lots of ice, sparkling water, and one very good red and white wine….Keep it simple, guests do not need lots of beverage choice.”)

This is the book I wish I had years ago, and today, find myself reaching for over and over again. Armed with a cache of these simple, inspired menus—from Cracked Crab Sunday Lunch to Any Excuse for Pork, teamed with drool-worthy photos from Christopher Hirsheimer, before you know it, you’ll be sending out the invitations!


Sample Menu for Benefits

Assorted Nuts and Olives
***
Frittata of Chard with Melted Fontina
***
Basket stuffed with Seasonal Vegetables and Warm Bagna Cauda
***
Cecelia Chiang’s Minced Chicken in Lettuce Cups
***
Platter of Fresh Fruit and Cheeses
***
Parmesan-Pine Nut Crackers
***
Assortment of Cookies
***
Flourless Chocolate Nest Cake


Sample Menu for Cocktail Parties

Roasted Asparagus with Aioli
***
Crab Legs on Endive with Homemade Mayonnaise
***
Taramalata and Smoked Salmon Toasts
***
Cucumber Rounds with Smoked Trout and Horseradish Cream
***
Double-Decker Caviar Cake
***
Seed-and-Herb-Crusted Pork Tenderloin

25 Random Things

Floating around Facebook is a meme titled, "25 Random Things." In the getting-to-know-you department, it's a perfect fit.

When I finished my list, a few things became evident. I've currently got travel on the brain...where I've been (South Korea, Cuba and Thailand) and where I want to go... (Morocco? Ethiopia? or India?).

And this time of year, you can often find me hunkered under a lofty down comforter, curled up with a good book. When I finally gave it some thought, I realized...I read close to 1,200 pages a week[!]. No wonder my brain is on overload!

The rest? Straight up randomness.

Here goes:

1. I am a direct descendant of Henry Hudson, the English explorer who is credited for discovering Canada’s Hudson Bay and Hudson River. Guess you could say I've got explorer in my genes....


2. I like my travel long and slow. I’d rather play backgammon with little old men on the corner than visit museums or a beach.


3. To date, I’ve traveled in 17 countries and encountered hurricanes, military coups, and diving in shark infested waters.


4. I’ve had romantic interludes with a gold trader, a nuclear particle physicist, a shaman, a US Secret Service agent, and a modern day jaguar hunter.


5. I always thought I would learn to fly a plane, speak French, and play the guitar. Never say never.


6. I am a certified cold water scuba diver. I own a dry suit and have logged over 150 dives in the chilly Pacific waters. After a dive, my hands are so stiff I can’t get my gear off, which sucks because I usually have to go to the bathroom.


7. I want to experience Carnival in Rio, Trinidad and Venice. New Orleans? Been there. Done that. Got a truckload of beads to prove it!


8. I am in denial about my fear of heights, which makes for an extremely funny bungi jumping experience. The video? Hysterical!


9. I read everything I can get my hands on and often read several books at a time. On average, I cover about 1200 pages a week, plus audio books. I’m especially fond of non-fiction and cookbooks and I always make notes in my books. Always.


10. “No” and “It can’t be done” are my two favorite statements and I readily take on the challenge. If it makes sense, I’ll defy the odds and move heaven and earth to make sure it happens.


11. I write in a journal nearly every day…and never leave home without my camera. (I’d rather forget my wallet than be without my camera.)


12. I am on a quest for the ultimate molasses cookie recipe (moist & chewy with a big bold flavor).


13. I wish I was funny. While I love having serious and meaningful conversations, I wish I had the ability to make people laugh (especially myself).


14. I love chick flicks and old black & white movies—especially sentimental tear-jerkers.


15. When I was a kid, I told everyone I wanted to be a war correspondent—even though I had no concept of war. Today, I’m drawn to conflict-ridden countries and over the past year have been reading numerous books on geopolitics, microfinance, conflict resolution and photojournalism. (Emphasis on photojournalism here, here, here, and here.)


16. I prefer to speak with people, not to them. There’s a difference…and it matters.


17. I love the little moments....the way the light shines in shafts through the trees, racing towards the water to catch the last of a dying sunset, and the way he laughs heartily, with wrinkles that extend well-beyond his eyes.


18. The smell of hayacins and lilacs stop my dead in my tracks.


19. I was married in the penthouse of Seattle’s landmark building, the Smith Tower. (The triangle at the tippy top is a swank private residence, which used to house the building's boiler room. For a number of years, it was also the tallest building west of the Mississippi River.) While my husband and I are now divorced, I’m happy we still stay in touch.


20. Summer in Seattle? There is no better place.


21. My cat Jacques is not named after Jacques Pepin, but after Jacques Cousteau. In a strange coincidence, I also owned a cat named Calypso, which I later discovered is the name of Jacques Cousteau’s first boat.


22. I’ve been a horse nut my entire life and can identify nearly every breed. A childhood accident resulting in a broken vertebra put an end to an all-too-brief stint in show jumping.


23. I miss the easy going friendliness of the Midwest…where people make eye contact, smile at strangers, and say, "Thank you". This adjustment has been the hardest part about living in Seattle and I still haven’t overcome it.


24. While I am an avid baker, a brief stage at Bakery Nouveau put an end to any fantasies I had about being a professional baker.


25. My first trip to Seattle was for a blind date. I was living in Illinois at the time and flew out to meet a guy who worked at Microsoft. We dated for three years and I owe him an immeasurable debt of gratitude. He encouraged me to go back to school, travel internationally, and although I was a reluctant student, he patiently taught me how to use a computer. We had numerous discussions about authors, government and foreign affairs. In the end, he was looking for a place to stand, and I wanted to fly. Graciously, he gave me wings.

Blue

Snapped at Stumptown Coffee Roasters, Seattle


This photo love is in lieu of an honest-to-goodness post. There's a flurry of activity on my end and I can barely catch my breath. Hang tight. I'll be back soon....

In the meantime, take a good look at this photo. I love the way the blue in her boots is echoed in the book on the table. And notice the play between grey on black? The more I look, the more I see....

Headcam? No, it's Twitter

More than once I've been told "I wish you wore a headcam! I'd love to follow you around!"

Looking back over my calendar, I can see why.

This past year was jam-packed with author visits, interviews, parties, and more tasting events than I can shake a stick at. Honestly? It's not uncommon for me to attend up to 10 events a week and trust me, at that pace, lots of good stuff slips through the cracks. (One day we'll have a lil' chat about Blogger Guilt...)

But in lieu of a headcam, I'm now on Twitter.

This is the place to see what the heck I'm up to when I don't have time to write...Expect a little of this-and-that and take heed: you'll soon discover I read A LOT. My Twitter updates include a hodge podge of favorite books, articles, chefs, photographers, documentaries, local happenings....and whatever else trips my fancy.

You can find me here:
SeattleTallPopp


Hope...with artist Shepard Fairey




No doubt this image of then Presidential candidate Barack Obama will go down in history as a deeply symbolic image. Designed by street-turned-graphic artist Shepard Fairey, the image was donated to the Obama campaign.

While marketers and historians will spend years analyzing Obama's campaign, adaptation of this image marks a definitive tipping point.

Here, Fairey discusses the impetus behind the image...and how it has evolved since the inception. It's a fascinating piece that has lingered long in my mind.