Wednesday, August 22, 2012

ArmChair Birder


The Armchair Birder: Discovering the Secret Lives of Familiar Birds, by John Yow













The Armchair Birder is about a niche topic that is written so well, and with such charm and wit,  it would captivate the most bird-indifferent imagination. For birders, especially the casual and recreational, Yow is the bee's knees. 
The great thing about Yow’s book is that it’s all about familiar birds—what we see and hear about everyday, not the exotic. Bluejays, woodpeckers, mourning doves, eagles, wild turkeys, owls. 

The anecdotes alone make for a memoir not soon forgotten. Yow talks about bird feelings and behaviors— as if they were humans, almost! Such a colorful array of bird personalities was fun to read about, as if the birds themselves were talking to Yow and sharing all their secrets. 


The Armchair Birder Goes Coastal: The Secret Lives of Birds of the Southeastern Shore, by  John Yow


























The sequel to The Armchair Birder, The Armchair Birder Goes Coastal was another success. Yow's great wit and dry humor strikes again! 

I will NEVER judge seagulls the same way again— I feel like I’ve been much too hard on them. Yow wrote the most sympathetic chapter on seagulls, it made me feel like a bad person. 

Aren't you curious, now? 

Game, Set, Match: Billie Jean King and the Revolution in Women’s Sports, by Susan Ware 

























This is one of those books about a legend— the whole time you’re reading it you’re thinking, “Wow, Billie Jean is AWESOME.”

Game Set Match is a biography about Billie Jean King, the woman who "made" women’s tennis, and helped bring the world’s attention to women’s sports. 

She was also a closeted lesbian for a long time, and then later came out, before it was the least bit fashionable. Balls! 

A great under-dog story, fantastic build up, with a satisfying end! 


 Border War: Fighting Over Slavery Before the Civil War, by Stanley Harrold























If you’ve ever seen a popular film or TV series about the Civil War, this book is catnip. 

Border War delves into how the border southern states had the highest slave runaway rates, so they came up with the most bizarre laws to stop it, and the ensuing struggles and debates were ferocious. 

There's plenty of action, and the "back-in-the-day" atrocities are entertaining, if you have the stomach for it. 


Making Marriage Work: A History of Marriage and Divorce in the Twentieth- Century United States, by Kristin Celello

























This book that really blows the lid off of the whole divorce “crisis.” 

Remember Laura Kipnis’ Love Polemic?  It was a diatribe of romance and monogamy,  but Making Marriage Work is a great balance— tremendous research and investigation, but it’s not out there to judge you. 

It has a wealth of information that will make you think about how the idea of marriage has evolved and been changed by political, environmental, religious, and cultural influences. This is a book that will be nodded to for a long time to come. 

Work is about how marriage has been defined not nearly so much by romance as by labor… a wonderfully provocative idea.


The Price of Defiance: James Meredith and the Integration of Ole Miss, by Charles W. Eagles



























This book is like the “college” of Remember the Titans, (2000) with Denzel Washington. Too bad he couldn't narrate! 

The Price of Defiance sets the scene of the white college life in Mississippi during the early 1960s: beauty queens, sororities & fraternities, keg parties, football, etc. Might sound familiar to a lot of colleges today? Except only white students were allowed to enroll at the University of Mississippi, or as they called it, Ole Miss. 

Everything hit the fan with the integration push in 1962 to allow African Americans to enroll at Ole Miss— a total page turner with awesome heroes to cheer for! 

James Meredith was the first African American to enroll at Ole Miss, and the day before the first day of school was so explosive, there ended up being fatal riots. 
The children and grandchildren of alumni during those years can recount the stories, it completely impacted the community, even generations later. 

Author Charles Eagles, a Mississippi historian, writes Defiance like a screenplay— great plots, characters, action. Is there a movie deal yet? 

Not to be missed! 


Music From the True Vine: Mike Seeger’s Life and Musical Journey, by Bill C. Malone


























An audiobook for music-lovers. Mike Seeger, founding member of the influential folk revival band New Lost City Ramblers, along with his brother Pete Seeger ("We Shall Overcome") transformed American music, from the grass roots up. 

From the Introduction, by Bill C. Malone: 

Who is Mike Seeger? 

 I was asked that question far too often after mentioning that I was writing his biography. And a second question frequently followed: "Is he related to Pete Seeger?" Trying not to show my irritation, I generally responded with, "Yes, he's his half brother, but he's a much more talented musican than Pete." 

It is difficult to provide an adequate conversational, sound-bite assessment of Mike, though, when most people are very aware of the almost iconic status that his brother Pete occupies in American popular culture. Mike, on the other hand, always went about his work quietly and mostly below the radar of public recognition. 


But there’s not an American folk or country music fan, there’s not one American rock or pop critic, who hasn’t paid homage to this man or fallen in love with his many songs and musicial discoveries.  

Finally we have a biography that has all the humor, warmth, and campfire-style story telling that marks everything Seeger has been involved with turn into legend. 



Monday, May 14, 2012

Pupusa Quest: Balompie Cafe


Welcome to Balompie. This restaurant is officially in the running for Aretha's #1 Favorite Pupuseria!

I didn't remember that I'd been here with Edher before on one of our first dates. I was distracted and nervous about ordering "the right thing"— I didn't want to make any faux pas! This time when I went to Balompie, it felt like the real first time.

Why did I like it so much? Combination of the food, variety, staff, location, and interior.

Location: It's located on 18th St between Capp and Van Ness, so super easy to find and right next to a million pub transpos.

Interior: Lots of tables. The middle of the restaurant is set up "family style" with 7 tables all placed together in a row. Big windows.

Food: Hands down, one of the best zucchini pupusas I've eaten yet. Subtle flavor but the cheese tastes more yummy w/ the zucchini than without. Trust me, it's amazing— and I'm mostly a meat eater. I also liked the beans and cheese, and the plain cheese was good, too.

Variety: This pupuseria has a larger variety of pupusas than other restaurants— that was fun!



Edher ordered the Camaron y Queso, Pescado y Queso, and Mariscos y Queso. He liked them all — (Disclaimer: Edher likes everything.) I found out that I don't like seafood pupusas— but a shrimp burrito can bring me to my knees.

Mariscos Pupusas

The beans and rice were fine, but honestly after three pupusas I was so stuffed I couldn't really enjoy them. I took them home to-go!

Beans & Rice 
The Staff: I developed a HUGE crush on our waitress. She was nice and laughed at all my dorky jokes. She made me feel cool instead of an awkward gringita. We were the only people in the restaurant so we got to talk to her a lot; I told her about my Pupusa Quest and she thought that was hilarious.

I'll be back soon!

Also: most people on Yelp also agree this place is pretty awesome. 

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Pupusa Quest: El Majahual

El Majahual
1142 Valencia (Between 22nd & 23rd)
(415) 821-7514
Open Mon-Sun 11am-9pm
El Majahual is right in the middle of everything— a great location in the Mission. Arrived at 3:30pm on a Sunday, and it was full of people.

We were given our menus right away, but the overall service was slow... Edher had to go back in the kitchen to wrangle the waiter so we could place our order. It looked like there were only 2 people working there, a little understaffed, even for a small pupuseria.

One big highlight for me is that it was a nice place to sit and eat! It was clean, with light coming in through the windows and lots of people-watching action on the street outside. Inside, the restaurant is filled with bright colors and cute little tables.

They offer primarily Salvadorean and Columbian dishes— menu is pretty big!

Pupusa Section of Menu 

The results?

-Water was ice cold (nice), and the horchata was sickeningly sweet (bad).
-Chips were stale.
-My pupusa revuelta was amazing. Perfect blend, leaves you wanting more.
-Rice and beans were above average.
-The cheese pupusa barely had any cheese in it! WTF



Conclusion: Go back and get 10 pupusa revueltas, skip the horchata. Don't go when you're starving and/or cranky— you need a patient mood to enjoy this place.

Benito & Chicken were also at the luncheon


Thursday, May 10, 2012

My FIRST Book! My New Baby :)

I'm  thrilled to announce the debut of my first book:
"Mother/Daughter Sex Advice" by Susie & Aretha Bright! 



Welcome to the  "girl-talk" you thought you'd never hear in public!
Now available on Amazon: Mother/Daughter Sex Advice.
We are a Mother/Daughter team of veteran columnists from Jezebel.com, whose readers flooded them with explicit dilemmas about sexual pleasures and disasters, body issues, dating, relationships, and young marriage.  
Chapters include: 
“Dumped After 4 Years... and Still a Virgin”
“Will I Ever Get Used To Anal Sex?”
 “I Have A Tendency To Throw Up Every Time My Boyfriend Comes In My Mouth”
The Boy Who Didn’t Like Doggie
“How Can I Get My Girlfriend to Shave Her Pubic Hair?”
“I’m A Girl Who Comes Too Fast”
We were 52 and 19 when the column started. Was their advice column going to be an unending nightmare of TMI? We had to open the envelope to find out. Each took turns with the same questions, and that’s when the eye-opening arguments began! 
If you want  cutting-edge sex advice that goes beyond pregnancy-and-disease-control, if you’re ready to hear family conversations about sex that are real and refreshing (if not always agreeable!)— if you’re primed to move beyond Our Bodies Ourselves— this is the book for you.
Wanna Write a Review? 
WIN an Iron Chastity Belt— or Hitachi Magic Wand!  (Your Choice)   
1. Post a quick customer review on Amazon by May 25!
Email us a link to any Amazon review you post about our book, and we’ll put your name in a May 28 drawing for a deluxe iron chastity belt! — Or a Hitachi Magic Wand. (Your Choice).  
Yes, the chastity belt is real.  

2. Take your shot on GoodReads-- deadline May 25!  
Do you write about your reading list on Goodreads, Library Thing, Reddit, The Well?
Send us a link to your review and we’ll put your name in a May 28 drawing for a complete set of Susie and Aretha’s 7 all-time favorite sex-advice books .

3. Attn: Blog Sluts Who Can’t Shut Up & Journalists Under Fire 
Yes, we want your critique, your dissection, your interview.
Let’s make a date to run a story and we’ll give you all the goodies you need: photos, excerpts, uncensored interviews!
We’re available to  you all this month, until May 28.  Email us: motherdaughtersexadvice@gmail.com

Chastitybelt 

Friday, April 27, 2012

Falsies: Love/Hate

Falsies Headache

I love looking at false eyelashes in the store— I fantasize about having real lashes that are that long and thick. I can't really complain because my lashes are fine. They are long "enough" by anyone else's standards. Well, that hasn't stopped me from dabbling in falsies, anyway.

I've gotten my individual lashes, half-sies, and full eyelash sets from Walgreens. Yeah, I know. I'm not really going out of my way to get the best stuff. Some of lashes from Walgreens has been great and cheap. I haven't had a lot of luck w/ their fullsies— I can't tell I'm wearing them, and they don't bend around the shape of my eye well.

My real eyelashes

I stepped in Good Vibrations around the Valentine season and fell in love with this HUGE pair of falsies. I convinced myself that $10 wasn't too much to spend, and that I would make them last (I usually spend like $5 at Walgreens). They were soft like a big feather, and were almost two inches long.

I never wore them because they just looked so theatrical and I figured I'd had to wait for the right event/date. Well, that turned out to be tonight. I was listening to Adele and getting all teary (who doesn't?) and it just happened. It took twenty minutes to put them on, and I know it was 20 minutes because I listened to "Someone Like You" 5x while I was putting them on.

It was as hard as I thought it was going to be. They were just enormous and hard to hold in place while the glue dried. They were being jerks...  is there anyway better to describe it? The one on my right was particularly uncooperative. I'd have it in place, my tweezer nudging one end perfectly in the corner of my eye, and then all of sudden it would "spring!" out of place. I tried putting the glue on my eye, and then putting the falsie on top. That didn't work.

"Heh. I finally got them on."

I finally got them to stay. I blasted "Good Feeling" by Flo Rida and enjoyed them for 15 minutes.

Sigh...  Looks pretty, right? My right eye is in pain.

Then they felt too uncomfortable so I peeled them off (and they had started to fall off a little). I'll be shopping for more in the future... I'll find the right size eventually! Not discouraged.

"Angry Monkey" Aretha. Lol my left falsie is coming off... 



Monday, April 23, 2012

Everett & Jones BBQ: Tyra Banks Approved

Everett and Jones BBQ
126 Broadway, Oakland, CA
(510) 663-2350
My second restaurant venture in West Oakland w/ Honey was at Everett & Jones BBQ. When we arrived there was already a line waiting to get in— and the hostess was having a hard time managing.

It smelled great inside, and it was loud. The crowd was unlike anything you'd normally see in SF— middle and upper-class African-Americans, almost exclusively. Families, couples, SATC quartets, everyone was there.

There were these three girls sitting across from us in the lobby, all on their phones, all in their "zones." I could tell they'd been to this place before.


Every table had a sunflower and a red gingham tablecloth. I liked the decor a lot! We got a window seat in a slightly quieter section. 



We had already scoped out the menu while we waited and decided on the 'Four-Way Combination Plate' which "feeds two people." 

Don't forget about the 'Tyra Approved' Photo on the menu. 


I got lemonade and Honey got 'Saucy SISTAH Ale.' Honey said she felt tipsy after 3 sips. Likewise, I thought the lemonade was super strong. What did they put in there? 


When the food arrived, we were both appalled (in a good way). It's a LOT of food! We had ordered the macaroni & cheese, cole slaw, and baked beans as sides. 



The ribs were the best, hands down. There were fantastic! Tender tender tender. The sauce was thick and strong. Chicken slid right off the bone. Macaroni lasted 30 seconds. We ate and ate until we couldn't eat anymore, and there was still plenty left. 

My hands were covered in BBQ sauce so I excused myself to the bathroom. There were already two girls at the sink, and there were having heavy chow-chow gossip time. One of them had been sitting right next to Honey and I with her boyfriend— guess it wasn't going so well— she had a lot of sour things to say about her man. She was incensed that she "always" had to pick the restaurant, manage the conversation, and "do everything." She and her friend (who was on her own date?) both agreed that men suck. Then she whined that she looked fat in her outfit (she didn't) but I don't blame her because that food was heavy. You don't come to this restaurant in your skinny jeans. 

I had already feigned washing my face so I could eavesdrop, so I had to leave the bathroom and go back out. When I sat down I felt like I should say something to the boyfriend— a warning, maybe? I didn't say anything. 

Honey and I went to the Boardwalk next, and the view of the port was stunning. There was jazz music, tourists, and trains rumbling by... a nice way to end the evening. 




Don't forget your sunscreen! 

Me, sunburned


Sunday, April 22, 2012

Pupusa Quest: Oakland Port

Comalapa Restaurant
1498 7th Street, Oakland, CA
(510) 763-1467
My Sunday in Oakland was a blast. My godmother, Honey, is a recent transplant in West Oakland and has begun to scope all the good restaurants around town! She had told me that there was a great pupuseria  right next to the West Oakland Bart. She had brought me a couple pupusas from there before a few months ago, but it was kind of a distant memory. She also told me there was a good BBQ place nearby called Everett & Jones BBQ, which serves drool-worthy ribs. We decided to try both restaurants in one day, and hang out at the park down by Oakland's ports.

The pupuseria is called Comalapa Restaurant, and it's right across the street from the Bart station. It's small, with a couple of tables inside. There were some women already patting pupusas when we walked in. We ordered (3) pupusas; beans & cheese, chicken & cheese, and zucchini & cheese. I took some snaps of the menu.

 

The women were super friendly. We decided to walk down the street while we waited. We ventured into a hipster cafe called Revolution Cafe & Brewing Co. It had tons of interesting things on the walls, a piano, a harpsicord, lots of cushy arm chairs, and a lovely outside patio for smokers. The owner's name is Miriam, and she couldn't be a day over 35 yrs. She looked so young! Both her and the barista were charming and welcoming. They host parties in the back back yard, which is usually closed to customers. I got one of their menus too!

Back at Comalapa, the pupusas were done. Smelled great. We took them to-go and drove to Oakland Port, where the huge park is—think Dolores Park w/ a view of the bay, but completely empty. We found a picnic table right by the water.

Pupusas/ Oakland Port/ View of 
Chicken pupusa & Bean pupusa

The pupusas were AMAZING. If I lived in Oakland, the pupusa quest would be over. I mean, these were just insane. Cheese was perfect, and the flavor knocked me on my ass. My favorite was zucchini, but they were all super close. The chicken was marinated to perfection and juicy. We shared the three pupusas and I felt like an idiot— why hadn't I ordered 10? I'm dying for some right now as I type this.

Nothing will beat the nostalgia and memories of my beloved Brisas de Acapulco (RIP) but Comalapa wins for taste and service! I can't wait to go back again, and this time I'm ordering a dozen just to take home for later.

Oakland Port Park
Honey and I walked around the park and looked at the views of the bay and the port. It felt like something out of The Wire: Season Two. Where was the union boys and the Greek mobsters? It was very quiet– typical of a Sunday.

There were Canadian geese everywhere, and they're fun to watch. There was this couple eating grass next to us, and they both had distinctly different personalities. One was hyper alert and kept glaring at us. The other was completely unconcerned w/ everything except eating, and snipped all the grass around it, never raising its head or looking up.

Hungry Goose & Grumpy Goose
Grumpy Goose against the City 
The park was lovely, and as we were leaving, there was a huge Mexican family throwing a party— it looked like there was around 100 people. Good times! I'll be back :)

Up next: Everett & Jones BBQ.