Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts

Don't say Vanilla, Say Adam's Best


For everything that New York City has to offer, it's difficult for a Texan to find the comforts of home, 1,500 miles away. Tex-Mex, Iced Tea, B-B-Q, Ro-tel Tomatoes, Breakfast Sausage, Chicken Fried Steak, Dr. Pepper... not easy to find in the big city.

And, apparently we can add Adam's Extract to the list. Last month when I was in NYC visiting my long-time/best friend, we decided to make cookies, and he lamented that there was no "good" vanilla. Only the real stuff. Adam's Best is not really vanilla, it's vanilla flavoring. But most importantly it has the coolest packaging (meaning it hasn't changed much since 1905). I had know idea it was a Texas original.
From the Adams Extract site:
"[In 1905], most vanilla was sold to pharmacies and was often labeled “Do not bake or freeze.” John A. Adams, a pharmacist whose imagination was stirred by his wife’s yearning for a flavoring that wouldn’t bake or freeze out, announced that he could produce a better vanilla than the one his wife was currently using. Working with just $6.71 worth of materials on top of an old icebox, Adams discovered the formula he wanted."
Today, I'm sending my friend a big box of the stuff, along with some long promised photos of us, and some other Texas treats, which I won't share here on the off chance he's reading!

Erik Mark Sandberg



These Hairy Children Portraits by Erik Mark Sandberg have scared me for life... I think that's a good thing.






I believe he currently has work in a group show at Jonathan Levine. A solo show at the Johanssen Gallery in Germany opens July 10, 2009.

My Vampire Weekend review (as promised)...

It was awesome. Most fun I've had at a show in a while. There was no crowd - maybe 30-40 people, tops. (Which is one of the things I love about Austin - everyone's so busy keeping austin wierd and supporting local, that touring gems like this get overlooked by the masses. ) Every person in the room was "feelin' it". Even the emo's dreadlock white guy next to me at the bar, who was skeptacle or their oy oy oy ska-ish shouts at first, gave in and leaned over "your're right they're really good." Girls up front were doing this strange chasing each other in a circle / mosh pit type of thing. (Maybe this is a new ritual among the young ones that I just don't know about? ) The singer has got the uniform down perfectly - barefoot, messy hair, lacoste type shirt -capturing the "yuppie new england 80's weekend college party" to a T.
They sounded great. They make you smile. They make you feel like you're on vacation. They make you want to move. They make me wish I was going to be in brooklyn in September for the West Indian Day Parade. (second favorite event in NYC).
They make me want to dance like I did with the old man chef I worked with in brooklyn who was from the dominican republic.
It's not a sound that has been idie-ized yet. Right? It's fun and catchy and carefree and smart. There's nothing to "get". It's not overly ironic. And no one is whining.
Sigh.
New favorite new band.

Brooklyn Bridge Beach?


Gawd I miss New York when I see things like this...
I mean, it's not even like I'd get in the water or anything. It's just the whole idea of it that's soooo beautiful.