A British friend of my mother’s once clipped out an article on the British food shop Myers of Keswick that appeared in Parade Magazine. Must have be in the mid-’80s. It was a home away from home for my mom’s friend and for years it was the only place I could find HP or Daddies sauce here in New York.
It’s still here–which is no small achievement–and worth a visit. Check out the Serious Eats tour.
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Self-Portrait by Francis Bacon.
Charlie Pierce visited the Yanks in the Bronx this weekend. Here’s what he found:
If the Yankees rally and do anything in the postseason, when the game really becomes a serious television extravaganza, you might be able to point to this weekend as to when the season really righted itself. It had been building for a while. Injured players — including Saturday’s hero, Nova — are beginning to come back to the lineup. (Andy Pettitte and Brett Gardner are also expected back soon.) All season, the team had looked like the Island of Misfit Cleanup Hitters, a bunch of guys — Eric Chavez? Raul Ibanez? — who’d been big noises elsewhere, but who were manifestly out of place as the spare parts they obviously are in New York. (Part of this has to do with a Yankees farm system gone ragged.) The team had a weird, patchwork personality this year, and only the collapse of every other team in the American League East except Baltimore — most notably, the transformation of the Boston Red Sox into Mystery Zombie Theater — kept New York from serious trouble throughout most of August. But, over the weekend, in his first start since coming off the DL, Nova appeared to solidify their pitching and then, on Sunday, in the process of driving poor Matt Moore around the bend, the Yankees showed a real gift for manufacturing runs on the basepaths.
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When I was 13 I was eager to see Amadeus so I went to the Lincoln Plaza Cinemas one Saturday afternoon to catch it. But it was sold out. Instead, I saw Stop Making Sense. It remains one of the most exciting experiences I’ve ever had in a movie theater.
From P. Kael’s review:
“Stop Making Sense” makes wonderful sense. A concert film by the New York new-wave rock band Talking Heads, it was shot during three performances at the Hollywood Pantages Theatre in December, 1983, and the footage has been put together without interviews and with very few cutaways. The director, Jonathan Demme, offers us a continuous rock experience that keeps building, becoming ever more intense and euphoric. This has not been a year when American movies overflowed with happiness; there was some in “Splash”, and there’s quite a lot in “All of Me”—especially in its last, dancing minutes. “Stop Making Sense” is the only current movie that’s a dose of happiness from beginning to end. The lead singer, David Byrne, designed the stage lighting and the elegantly plain performance-art environments (three screens used for backlit side projections); there’s no glitter, no sleaze. The musicians aren’t trying to show us how hot they are; the women in the group aren’t there to show us some skin. Seeing the movie is like going to an austere orgy—which turns out to be just what you wanted.
Here’s out it’s gunna be: Yanks play three against the Blue Jays at the Stadium tomorrow night and then host the A’s for three over the weekend. Next week, they’ll play three in Minnie and four in Toronto before returning home to end the season with three against the Red Sox.
If the Yanks miss the playoffs, they’ll have nobody to blame but themselves.
We’ll be Keepin’ the Faith in the BX.
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Nice.
From his new book, The Good Son, here’s Mark Kriegel on Boom Boom Mancini.
“Figure in Shadows,” By Edouard Vysekal (1927)
The first nine outs today were strikeouts. Hiroki Kuroda (six) and Matt Moore (three), both dealing.
The Yanks scored first. Here’s out how it went down. Eduardo Nunez lead off the third with a walk, stole second and scored on a base hit by Derek Jeter. B.J. Upton missed the cut-off man and Jeter advanced to second. Small ballin’ Nick Swisher sacrificed him to third and down in the count, Alex Rodriguez lined a base hit to center. He moved to second on a wild pitch and then stole third as Robinson Cano walked.
Russell Martin fell behind, laid off a couple of nasty breaking balls, worked the count full and then popped a fastball over the fence in right field for a three-run home run.
With a five run lead, the usually luckless Kuroda had a cushion to work with. And when he gave up a solo home run to Ben Zobrist in the fourth, the Yanks scored a run in the bottom of the inning. But strange things awaited Kuroda and the Yanks in the sixth.
It began when Kuroda walked the ninth place hitter on a full count pitch to start the inning. Then, Desmond Jennings hit a slow grounder to third. Rodriguez charged, fielded it and made a nice throw to first but it wasn’t in time to get Jennings. So, Zobrist. Looked like Kuroda had him when he popped a ball in foul territory. Pearce tracked it and leaned into the stands. He brushed against a Mook in a Nick Swisher jersey who was trying to catch the ball, too. And the ball knocked off Pearce’s glove. The fan didn’t help but it was on Pearce–he should have made the catch.
Instead, Zobrist walked and the bases were loaded for Evan Longoria. Kuroda got him to hit a ground ball. It bounced toward Rodriguez and then took a high hop and went over his head. Runners on the corners, nobody out and the score was 6-3. But Kuroda didn’t break. He got a double play–which scored another run, and then a strike out.
And that was it for the scoring today. Dave Phelps worked into and out of trouble in the seventh, Robertson and Soriano did the voodoo that they do so well in the eighth and ninth to close it out.
Final Score: Yanks 6, Rays 4.
Yanks now five up on the Rays. The O’s and A’s game just started…
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It’s Hiroki and Hope today, another beautiful one in the BX.
1. Jeter DH
2. Swisher RF
3. A-Rod 3B
4. Cano 2B
5. Martin C
6. Jones LF
7. Granderson CF
8. Pearce 1B
9. Nunez SS
Never mind the glare: Let’s Go Yank-ees!
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Cause that’s how we’re livin’.
On a gorgeous early autumn day in New York the Yankees beat the Rays, 5-3. It was another close one–the Rays had the tying runs on base in the ninth before Rafael Soriano got the final out–but no complaints here. Bitching at this point of the season when your team wins is unseemly.
The story of the day was Ivan Nova who was terrific. He gave the Yanks the kind of performance they’ve needed from CC Sabathia. Curtis Granderson and Eduardo Nunez hit back-to-back home runs against James Shields early, Derek Jeter added an RBI single later on, and Alex Rodriguez drove home an insurance run with an RBI base hit in the eighth.
Yes, today was good in Yankeeland.
Head on over to the ol’ Lo Hud for more.
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Another day, another tough starting pitcher goes for the Rays. This time, it’s James Shields. The Yanks counter with Ivan Nova.
1. Ichiro LF
2. Jeter DH
3. Cano 2B
4. A-Rod 3B
5. Ibanez RF
6. Swisher 1B
7. Granderson CF
8. Nunez SS
9. Stewart C
Never mind the bitchin’ and moanin’: Let’s Go Yank-ees!
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It’s always a good time for Hank.
Long Gone Lonesome Blues (Single Version)
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