Posts Tagged ‘Los Angeles’

A Queen, A Prince and His Beautiful Pharaoh

blog by Robyn Wyman-dill

With the calendar now inching deeper into fall season, I would like to bid adieu to my favorite month of the year in the western hemisphere – September.  Which I remember ended on a good note.  Thank you. Read the rest of this entry »

Taco Talk

blog by Robyn Wyman-dill

Some weeks seem to shine the light on our world mess better than others. Not because the special interests, religions and ideologies in the world are any more hell bent on multiplying their ranks – by dividing and conquering – than usual.  It’s more a feeling I get that intelligent signs of life have exited the building. Leaving behind no forwarding address. Which makes me hunger for the biggest common denominator and ultimate peacemaker – comfort food. According to psychological studies -this may be consumed for the purpose of positively piquing emotions. Replacing negative vibes with positive feelings. Read the rest of this entry »

Tito La Brea and the Velvet Underdogs

blog by Robyn Wyman-dill

I have an artist friend named Ray who coined the name Tito La Brea (which means giant tar pits in English)for a series of paintings he did in the 90s. We have been good friends for 15 years.

Last weekend, we discovered a pocket of Provence at a corner restaurant called Bistro de la Gare in South Pasadena. Over our sumptuous eggs florentine, Ray shared that his synonym, Tito La Brea, had a Facebook page.  That intrigued me.  For the next hour we sat – undisturbed – on the patio, while Ray told me the story behind the masked wrestlers he painted on velvet for the iconic El Carmen restaurant – where tequila and tacos have been served for a quarter of a century or more. Read the rest of this entry »

In Times of Troubled Waters

blog by Robyn Wyman-dill

It’s August and the world is stirring up a stewpot of troubles again. No need to guess who’s coming to dinner to cause us loads of displeasure. It’s that unwelcome guest named Ebola.  Ebola, who likes to be on a first name basis with everyone.  Ebola, who likes to make contact through bodily fluids and other social media.

Now if that’s not enough to scare the socks right off of ya, don’t look up.  Because looming over our heads is a universe of confusion with meteors, comets, astroids and goblins, oh my.  There’s a whole lot of  geeks in space capsules up there too. Doing stuff we don’t know about…yet.

Like tracking a six-sided hurricane brewing – since 1980. So big it can swallow four earths. Whole. Make that Holy.  On the brighter side, only one person died after eight people were ‘electrified‘ by a rare bolt of lightning near the pier at Venice Beach on my birthday.   Hmmmm.  Mark Twain came into life on Haley’s Comet and died on the day after it made another rare appearance – 74 years later.  Could a rare bolt of lightning be a special sign of mine?

I am heading down to the waters with my rubber boots – to find out.

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Religion in the Kitchen

blog by Robyn Wyman-dill

Some people are in the habit of going to church on Sundays. Where they pray before an altar.  My altar is my refrigerator.  God’s house of all things delicious. Amen. Read the rest of this entry »

What Makes Good History

blog by Robyn Wyman-Dill

It’s full speed ahead with February hosting the Winter Olympics. While it is all snow and ice for the eastern and southern parts of the US, Russia – a country known for severe winters – is having to manufacture snow at SOCHI.  To raise the red flag of ridicule even further,  Sochi generally never gets snow.  It is one of the very few places in Russia with a subtropical climate. Consisting of hot summers and mild winters. I ponder the red flag question,  “Is there a connection with no-show snow and warmer weather at Rosa Khuto, fifty miles yonder and; bordering the subtropical vacation spot, or is this global warming?” Spinning the story further.

In the end, the climate will never fully be addressed by the press because well…news is fleeting.

And, to be fair, ‘hotter’ topics like potential terrorist threats and soviet cyber hacking were going viral.  While snowboarders quietly adjusted to the ever-changing conditions of the slope and soldiered down it.  Such was their quiet determination to make history at the first Olympic Slope-style Snowboarding Competition.

Indeed, they have soared.  Becoming the Olympian poster children for a new culture of young and fearless competitors.

And speaking of blazing new trails, Los Angeles Union Station will be moving transportation into the 21st century with high-speed rail service. What’s exciting is it will be constructed with net-zero emissions and operate 100% from renewable energy. As part of California’s landmark effort to reduce greenhouse gas emissions and fight climate change.  Read the rest of this entry »

Sweet Potato Dreaming

blog by Robyn Wyman-Dill

I’ve always felt a little like an outsider living in a world of inside people.  And like a gypsy, I imagine I am a bit of an outcast in the shopping mall of popular mindsets too. Let me give you an example.  I think the word ‘humble‘  is a defeated verb and not a gentle virtue.

“I feel very humble. But I think I have the strength of character to fight it.” Bob Hope said once.  Or maybe it was twice.

And since I care about words, I want them to reflect in my head the way they were intended.  So before we whip up our tasty side dish I want to clear up the confusion.  Is humble a good thing? Because I am trying to use it to humble my angst while I bake a potato. Read the rest of this entry »

Two Deadly Foods

This week we were all set to take you on a cultural tour of the most well-traveled passenger rail terminal in the Western United States. Deep in the heart of Los Angeles. Then a gunman pulled an assault-style rifle out at Los Angeles International Airport on Friday morning and started firing at TSA officers for violating his rights during pre-boarding searches, creating a sense of vulnerability among passengers of all public transport systems.  We then shifted our mindsets to comfort foods.  In the hopes it will encourage our readers to sit back, relax and remain in their kitchens, eating salami.  After all, 2013 is the Year of Italian Culture. Read the rest of this entry »

What Gets Better With Age

blog by Robyn Wyman-Dill

Time waits for no one. It is always on the move. Preventing everything from happening at once. Because it is designed to diminish, time will travel around the clock and never stop.  Aging as it goes, the past, the present and the future.

It seems that everywhere you turn, just about everything seems consumed by time.  But still,  there are exceptions to this rule. Like Boots No. 7 skincare, a famous woman I greatly admire and the leftovers I have stashed in my refrigerator.  To begin our discussion right, I pour a cup of coffee – rich in strength, taste and aroma.  Read the rest of this entry »

Seven Olive Sins

blog by Robyn Wyman-Dill                                                                                  

 

It’s gala season for the arts in southern California. Last weekend, Mission San Juan Capistrano hosted an exquisite benefit gala on the very grounds where a humble grape seedling – brought over from Spain in the 1770s – grew up to become the first domestic wine produced in California. While just down the road, the South Coast Repertory raised their glasses in celebration of their 50th anniversary season on the theatre’s patio garden. (During the gala benefit, it was announced that Folino Theatre Center will be renamed David Emmes and Martin Benson Theatre Center  in honor of SCR’s co-founders, David Emmes and Martin Benson). The next day, the red carpets traveled to Los Angeles where they were quickly assembled into a landing strip for the designer footwear attending the Emmy Awards Show. On behalf of those of us who watched the Emmys, thank you Kevin Spacey.  For being so much fun!  The show’s best moments belonged to you, my friend.  (I am eternally flattered to have been included in the man’s posse of Facebook friends).

Behind the curtains and the candelabra  Hollywood partied hearty into Monday morning while I ate assorted olives.  Kalamatas, cerignolas, nicoises, and picholines.  I suspect that you’ve seen the sorts I mean. The ones in the vats soaking in olive oil and brine sauces near the deli section at your local supermarket store.  Well, suddenly I’ve become passionate about them.  I eat them at lunch and I eat them at dinner.  I snack on them working at the computer and watching television.  At what point do I declare myself an addict to the world and not open the refrigerator?  Read the rest of this entry »