April 9: Read the last page of a previously unread work of fiction
Kate:
In the Fall, by Jeffrey Lent
Just
reading the last page of a novel is extremely confusing. Why is the
whiskey stashed with money in the car? Are Glow and Lovey animals? Is
this supposed to be the emotional climax of the previous 510 pages? It
was a nicely written scene but so devoid of context and therefore
meaning: “And then knew he could not leave here, and this had nothing to
do with trust and all to do with her.” Right.
Then
I read the back cover, which explained that the novel was set after the
Civil War which created even more mental whiplash as I’d been picturing
a 1950s scene with a car and a ranch style house. Anyway, despite the
confusion, I still enjoyed the scene, and I feel like I could go back
and read the book without having the ending revealed, as it’s clear to
me that understanding the context behind this heavy, thick last page
would be the reward.
On
the other hand, I wasn’t so worried, because it would seem very odd to
me if the last page of a novel really contained much of the climax or
even resolution of a novel, and so I didn’t expect to find anything too
earth-shattering there.
For my novel, I chose Boudica, a
historical novel about a pre-Roman queen in England who was known for
her prodigious battle skills. The book I had picked up in Ireland
several years before. It had interested me because of its Celtic
cultural links, and I’d been vaguely hoping to read it at some point.
When
I flipped to the last page, I found a vicious battle scene. It seemed
to glorify the brutality and violence, which I suppose may well have
been historically accurate. To me, though, it was fairly off-putting. As
a thematic ending to the book, if that is the direction in which we are
heading, I confess that now I am less interested in reading it than I
was before.
Sent
to my brother! The dinosaur was a combination of things I found online
when I searched for “dorky postcard.” Results included lots of animals
with scarves, and a really ador(k)able T-rex with hipster glasses. I
took the best of the best and shipped it off to someone I knew would
appreciate the sentiment, without asking too many questions.
AND, I just received this lovely (and dorky) postcard from Jimmy!
April 11: Cook with Capers
Jimmy:
This
New Thing was actually on our list last year, but somehow, neither of
us accomplished it then! So this year, Kate and I decided to go for
another attempt.
In
anticipation of the big day, I purchased a portion of the brined
flowerbuds at the grocery store a few days in advance. Swimming in their
balsamic brine, I felt a bit nervous. I had been warned by Taren that
Capers were quite unpleasant, and I hoped I wouldn’t regret cooking with
them!
The
day of the event, I searched through troves of recipes. Here are a few
vegetarian ones I found that appealed to me, and my accompanying notes:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/10/27/sauteed-red-bell-peppers-_n_1057008.html - looks good, but might be more of a side-dish
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/10/27/white-bean-panzanella-sal_n_1057612.html - would enable us to use more of that parsley and some basil
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/10/27/asparagus-with-shallot-ca_n_1060889.html
- looks pretty simple, although it might be nice to wait with this one
until it's really asparagus season - right now all the asparagus I'm
seeing is coming from Mexico
In
the end, the capery dish chosen was the last one on the list: Penne
with Fresh Ricotta, Capers, Lemon, and Chilli. Wanting to do the thing
proper, I started out by making a batch of ricotta from a gallon of
whole milk. I hadn’t made ricotta from whole milk before (previously I’d
used whey, which gives a lower yield), but it was simple and quick, and
the ricotta then became the base for the rest of the meal.
Working
with those capers was quite bizarre. I read that they’re generally
drained and rinsed, and so I emptied them into a sieve. Here be those
capers:
I tried one. How pungent! But also, not bad! It amazed me how much flavor could be packed into those little flower buds.
In the end, the dish turned out so good.
Here it is.
Definitely the most elaborate pasta dish I’ve ever made, but definitely worth it too. Capers are my friends after all.
April 12: Record an original song
Last
year, Kate and I worked hard to bring you “Gordi Triumphant.” This
year, we decided to branch out into the realm of smooth jazz.
It
had been a lot time since jazz band in 8th grade for me, and so the
results on my end, at least as far as the whistle and mandolin were
concerned, were questionable. Kate’s guitar really pulled things
together, and the lyrics I think ended up working pretty well.
We give you now, “The New Thing Blues.” Enjoy!
April 13: Use feet for things we normally use hands for
An obstreperous young lover once said this to his lady: “Let lips do what hands do.” Kate and I thought that might be going a bit too far, so we decided that on this day it shall be proclaimed:
LET FEET DO WHAT HANDS DO.
LET FEET DO WHAT HANDS DO.
The results?
Kate’s Assessment:
However improbable, I was successful in taking a sip from this foot-held waterbottle. And also completed a rigorous set of lower body weight lifting this morning. I also picked some clothes up off the floor and put them in a drawer, all with my feet!