Can’t get enough ASTR lately. One half of this act used to teach great yoga classes at the studio where I go in the city, now I know why she has been too busy to be on the schedule lately… Start with this Drake cover and listen to their whole catalog.
I’ve loved Of a Kind since they launched, perfectly curated limited-edition collections from independent clothing and accessories designers I want to own and wear nonstop.
I’ve discovered new brands through them, starting with Ace & Jig and hopefully not stopping anytime soon. Now on top of their daily editions, you can shop a full collection by Of a Kind-featured designers. No more searching all over for pieces from the hard-to-find designers they carry. Great news!
Here are a few picks from their new shop that are must haves:
Roughly grate the zucchini, put in a colander, sprinkle with salt, and leave for two hours. Press the zucchini to drain the remaining water. Add 50 kg feta, roughly grated yellow onion, chopped mint, and bread crumbs. Fold once or twice. Add 2 large eggs. Add more bread crumbs until the mixture attains a sticky, but fairly dry, texture.
Pat the mixture into patties about the size of your palm. Shallow fry in a pan with 1/4 inch of olive oil.
“Look to the shawls; let them show you the way. All night you’ve been anticipating their arrival on the Fleetwood Mac stage: the witchy moment when Stevie Nicks, that blonde chanteuse, abruptly disappears from view and, with a simple costume change she’s perfected over 35 years, reemerges a woman transformed, wrapped in fringed silk signaling a visitation by Rhiannon or Gold Dust Woman or the livid spurned lover of “Stand Back,” fine fabric unfurling from her delicate shoulders like the banner of an advancing army, heralding not just a song but the coming of an event. There may also be a wind machine, or perhaps you’re just imagining it. This was all to be expected, and somehow it still thrills. Twirling in the outstretched arms of Stevie Nicks, those shawls have magic in them.”—The opening of Jada Yuan’s incredible piece: Stevie Nicks, the Fairy Godmother of Rock. Read it, re-read it.
Los Angeles-based storytelling podcast Strangers is fundraising for their second season via Kickstarter. Help them out and check out their fantastic stories for inspiration for the next Shed. Maybe you’ll tell us a story?
You should probably use that 25% off code (JULY4THEWIN until 11:59pm on 7/8/12) for Of A Kind while you can, and lest you think the good stuff is already sold out, here’s a quick list of my favorite (still available) editions:
"It was purchased 76 years ago by the family of a Prussian baroness who is straight out of a Alan Furst novel: she was elegant, coquettish, depressive, a dead ringer for Marlene Dietrich who fancied jewels and lived in the best hotels in Paris and Cannes."
“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared
to what lies within us.”—Ralph Waldo Emerson (from today’s post on The Listserve, an amazing community/crowdsourcing project from five students from Clay Shirky’s class at ITP)
…With his rugged good looks, effortless athleticism and aggressive style of play, he was widely described as having brought virility to a sport that had long been considered only somewhat less geriatric than shuffleboard.
*Rhubarb juice with sparkling mineral water. Tangy but a little sweet. Refreshing and summery. Where can I find this in NYC?
*A cappuccino with foam so perfect I ordered another immediately after finishing it. I think there’s just something in the air in Europe that makes the consistency so good.
*A giant glass bowl of muesli with the best yogurt I’ve ever tasted. Creamy and rich but with light texture, almost whipped.
*Many mini bottles of wine (rosé). When at happy hour, they are served with plates of tiny Niçoise olives.
*Transcendent eggplant. Seriously. It was not at all spongy but meaty, almost the consistency of a portabella mushroom, with a deep purple skin. (This was in the form of eggplant parmigiana at an Italian restaurant…an easy option for this shellfish-allergic vegetarian in a town full of seafood.)
*Chocolate mousse and a really good apple. I love visiting grocery stores when I go abroad. In Europe they have all sorts of tasty desserts in the yogurt section, so it feels like you’re eating something healthy (kind of).
*Cornichon, for breakfast, and slow scrambled eggs with so. much. cream.
*Delicious couscous at Chez Omar with really good hot sauce (apparently Sofia Coppola’s favorite restaurant. She wasn’t there. I looked.), where I had a nice chat with the maitre d’ (owner?) who has a daughter who lives on Bedford Avenue 8 blocks from me. He has visited Williamsburg five times and loves it.
*Several to many glasses of a nice red wine from Bergerac at an after-hours bar/music club/restaurant in a 3-story building built in 1611.
*The “best baguette” in Paris per Laura Holder at La Fougasse. It was v. v. good, and, coincidentally, I bought croissants to take home when I had a stopover there last summer.
*THE BEST CROISSANT OF MY LIFE (two mornings in a row).
*Half a bar of dark chocolate with crystallized violet flowers, from a shop right near the Luxembourg gardens.
*Lots of Perrier and probably 9 espressos/cafe au laits
*A massive plate of haricot vert and salad
*Other assorted glasses/bottles of wine.
*Pizza (I don’t usually eat this in NYC so it seems notable).