Star Trek Blackout

I don’t know if you heard anything about this, but it seems that JJ Abrams made a little movie called Star Trek.

After I saw the first teaser trailer, I knew.  It was love at first sight.  We all know that trailers are meant to ruin the film.  I mean, trailers are meant to tempt people to watch the movie who otherwise wouldn’t.

Well, as I previously mentioned, I knew.

So I have been on an information fast.  Which includes a strict regimen of not reading any articles about it, and when trailers come on I put my fingers in my ears, sing songs and rock back and forth.

Erick has teased me incessantly.  “Oh look!  An article about Star Trek!  Ohhhhh!  What does it say?”

Of course he doesn’t go any further than that because he knows too.

I won’t be dressing up in costume when I go to watch it in the theater, but it will still be glorious.

La or Ma

Back to the recent foreign film trend, we accidentally rented Ma Vie en Rose when we meant to rent La Vie en Rose.

Although we did see both, oddly enough, we ended up enjoying the mistake film more.

Ma was about a a little boy who thought he was a little girl.  Although this seemed simple and obvious to him, his family struggled with the shame it seemed to bring.  It was interesting, at times uncomfortable, but a very rewarding film to watch.

La was…… dull.  I must say that it was obvious why Marion Cotillard won the actor for best actress.  Maybe I just wasn’t in the mood.

I am primed and ready for X-Men Origins: Wolverine, Star Trek and Terminator Salvation.  Bring on the blockbusters.

Lives of Others

We’ve been watching foreign films lately.  One of my favorites so far has been Lives of Others, or Das Leben der Anderen.

A secret agent for East Berlin spies on a playwright.  This “by-the-book” spy starts to find himself interested in his subjects for reasons other than his assignment.

It’s a slow movie, but it’s elegantly slow.  Watching the main character transform through the movie was beautiful, and made me wish that other movies had characters that were as dynamic.

Have you seen it?  If so, what did you think?

Spiced Moroccan Chicken with Onions and Prunes

I hate letting things go to waste.

Which is why a random box of prunes sitting in the kitchen led me to try this recipe.

When it was done, I took one look and thought “Well, at least we can order pizza pretty quickly.”

The first bite was pleasantly surprising and I even had the leftovers for lunch the next day.  Because I had assumed the meal was a total bomb, I didn’t take a picture until dinner was over.  So, um…. here is an incredibly unappetizing picture.  But I promise it was pretty yummy.  I mean, I did eat it.

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The Godfather

For someone who claims to enjoy watching movies, there are a whole bunch of movies that I have never seen, that I should.

One that is no longer on the “No, I have not seen that… yet” list is The Godfather.

There are a few things about my viewing experience that I am ashamed to admit.

  1. I did not recognize Al Pacino.
  2. I remembered the scene where Don Corleone dies…. but because Leslie Nielsen spoofed it.
  3. I saw so many things coming because they have become part of pop culture…. the horse head, the exploding car, the cannoli line…..

But now I understand, “I’ll make him an offer he can’t refuse.”

The Smoke Joint

There are not a whole lot of BBQ places in New York.  You are shocked by this, I see.

While out enjoying the lovely weather (which I have a feeling will be happening more and more often) we came across The Smoke Joint.

Besides having a clever name, the scents emanating from the place were saliva inducing.

The pork sandwich was massive.  In fact, I didn’t even finish it.  It was a little on the dry side, but I am spoiled by Texas Barbeque.  I should have gotten the fries instead of the beans.  Not that the beans were bad, but there was so much pork on the beans that it was like having more of my sandwich.  I did steal some of the seasoned fries though and my goodness were they yummy.     The people next to us got hot dogs and mac & cheese for the kids, and it looked like some serious deliciousness.

On a scale of 1-5 Ninja Monkeys:

Atmosphere:  3 Ninja Monkeys (It was a little cramped, and I wanted more rustic.)

Food: 4 Ninja Monkeys

Drinks: N/A (but the Black Cherry soda was pretty yummilicious!)

Service: 2-3 Ninja Monkeys  (Nice girls, but took waaaaaaaay too long to take our order)

Music: N/A

Overall, I give the place 3 Ninja Monkeys.  I’ll probably go back though if I’m really hankerin for some BBQ.  Maybe I’ll try something different next time.

Heat Wave

Along with most of New York, we headed out to Central Park on Saturday.  Such a sudden burst of heat (88 degrees F) woke up the city like a once wilting plant.  It was hard to find a place to sit down and relax among such an interesting sea of humanity.  And I don’t just use the word “sea” to be cute.  You probably could have gotten in a small boat and gone crowd sailing without ever once hitting the ground.

We brought a frisbee, but I’m still a beginner and my fear of pelting some sunbather in the face kept us from playing.  So we laid out, and participated in the age old sport of people watching.  New York must be one of the best places in the world to do that.

The evening was warm, and people were not in a hurry to leave the park.  Even after sundown we were there, strolling down the paths, catching glimpses through the dark of kissing couples under trees, on benches, on blankets in fields…. until we came upon a dance party.  Rollerskaters had been dancing all day, and now people without skates were getting in on the fun(k).  We threw down our bags and danced.