Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2003/07/25
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]I was at a party like this once, at least I think I was. I don’t entirely remember. As a longtime cooking fetishist (I rented a U-haul and drove to New Jersey to fetch back my late 60s vintage six-burner, double oven Crown Empress range), I can say this: the most “fantastic” set of cookware that you can dangle from you pot rack will reflect your deep understanding of the unique properties of each sort of material and its specific application to various cooking processes. So, you’ll have an array of hand-hammered copper sauciers and sauce pans of different capacities and heights (to control the loss of liquid in simmering), you’ll have sautéuse and sauté pans of copper, steel, iron, and non-stick; you’ll have a variety of enamelware (of the La Creuset type), and this is only what inebriated Luggers will *see*, because what you’ll really have are cardboard boxes, cabinets, racks, drawers, and trunks full of baking sheets, molds, fish cookers, bain maries, bundt pans, spring-form pans, egg coddlers, roasting racks, trussing needles, basters, skewers, spits, and the Lord what else, and only YOU will visualize all this in your mind’s eye. And we ain’t even got to appliances, woks, steamers, hand-cranked shredders, mandolins and slow cookers yet, not to mention knives, cleavers, sharpening irons, and meat saws. Ah, le batterie de cuisine, so much stuff to covet, so little time actually to use it. Only sissies buy “sets” of anything, except, perhaps, of steak knives. Chandos Chandos Michael Brown History and American Studies College of William and Mary www.wm.edu/cas/asp/faculty/brown - -----Original Message----- From: owner-leica-users@mejac.palo-alto.ca.us [mailto:owner-leica-users@mejac.palo-alto.ca.us] On Behalf Of Kyle Cassidy Sent: Thursday, July 24, 2003 3:56 PM To: 'leica-users@mejac.palo-alto.ca.us' Subject: [Leica] It's all pots and pans now... So..... Let's say I was to have some luggers over for dinner. "What a wonderful hat!" Someone remarks at my Tilley, perched atop my hat rack. Everyone photographs it. My dog walks through the kitchen, someone remarks "Well! A Brittny! Fancy that! Feisty little pointer!" to which someone else enviously adds "What a lovely breed of upland bird dog! Fine, fine animal!" Shutters whirr and click. After seven or eight glasses of Chivas Brothers Royal Salute 50 year old scotch (mmmm!) someone suggests that we go outside and shoot a bunch of the empty scotch bottles with my very impressive Browning Citori over-and-under shotguns. We photograph one another firing guns and blasting bottles off of one anothers heads. When we can barely stand and one or two of us have been winged by stray pellets, we retire to the house and stack our cameras on the kitchen table. "Holy crikies!" says one of the luggers, stumbling over my 200 year old Hammadan hand knotted Persian rug, and collapsing to the floor like a bag of sod and pinecones. He staggers to his feet, pulling the elegant Madeira hand embroydered Portugese tablecloth with him (Leica's clatter and scatter everywhere, but we really don't care by now). "You have," he teeters back and someone almost catches him, but instead, now off balance, crashes into the stove, knocking my Kitchen-Aid mixer into the sink, "you have," says the first lugger, staggering to his feet, "the most excellent set of pots and pans!" He points vaguely at my iron pot rack which seems to be swinging from the ceiling. Or maybe the floor is rocking. "Yeah!" chimes in a third lugger, accidentally firing the shotgun into the floor, blasting my Bosh rotary hammer drill to bits and slightly injuring my dog, "what kind of pots and pans are those? They're FANTASTIC!" "Well," I say proudly, "they're__________________." Kyle "outfitting his kitchen" Cassidy - -- To unsubscribe, see http://mejac.palo-alto.ca.us/leica-users/unsub.html - -- To unsubscribe, see http://mejac.palo-alto.ca.us/leica-users/unsub.html