This is such great phrasing of the Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart standard. It's been performed many times, most notably by Artie Shaw and Benny Goodman. You want to see a beautiful woman who looks like the she was made for the 30s and 40s? Click here. She looks “sassy” doesn’t she? Heh – a long time ago – when I was under five foot tall my nickname was “Sassy-ann”.
Anyway – although all her songs are standards – I like them – they’ve clearly been arranged in ways that highlight her own style. It was fun to read her bio and discover she is a Tucson native. Her arranger is pianist Steve Keen – I can’t find anything out about him – but I think he has talent.
Speaking of talent … I seem to have a talent for making things more difficult than they need to be. Who knew?
Spent Saturday cleaning – and – par for the course didn’t get everything done. Figured I’d finish up after church – but WISELY decided to get the empanadas made and out of the way. I’d settled on a savory version of this dish with pobalno chiles, onions, garlic, queso fresco, and goat cheese. My friend Heather in Arizona told me she uses a Cornish pasties dough – but you know … I had to go and change it. I added some masa harina flour. So – they were a little more … crunchy and grainy (which is good) than the regular item. And it also meant the dough rolled out a little differently. But – dinner group seemed to like them just fine.
Of course – when I cook AND I’m in a hurry – the whole world has to stop-by/call – so I ended up talking to my little brother in California – and my neighbor Grace. She was dropping off our CSA producer for the week. Some strawberries, more turnips and radishes, and kale. I think I need to come up with a sausage/polenta/kale combo.
I also skewered ½ inch slices of red onions on bamboo shoots and basted them with a rosemary, balsamic vinegar and olive oil mixture and then grilled them. (They looked like huge red onion lolly-pops).
The cooking was all done in time – BUT – no housecleaning. So tonight I'm completing the guest room and my room.
Also tonight I start dog-sitting. (Yes, I never learn.) My friend Alma is going out of town for the week. She has THREE dogs … but I am only caring for Molly. Some sort of Heinz 57 mix. Maybe a little hound – and lab? Thankfully I don’t have to care for the Chernobyl dogs, Whisper (who barks alot - so is NOT aptly named) and Rose (who is not soft and silky). They are Chinese HAIRLESS Crested Dogs and I tease her all the time that they are uglier than …. radiation victims. (giggle)
My friend Fred arrives from France (via a week in NYC) on Wednesday. He'll be surprised to find there won’t have a houseful of friends for dinner Wednesday night. Unlike France, Wednesday nights at nine o’clock is not “early” here in the US. I’ve taken off Thursday – and he’ll leave mid-day to continue on down to the Florida keys. Somehow it escaped me this was Memorial Day – so I guess I’ll work Friday – then have Monday off. Where the hell did May go?