The Spoon that Changed the World!
A “Thank you for this lovely bowl of soup, Poof”
Poof “You’re welcome, Ari”
A “Do you know the story of the Spoon that Changed the World?”
Poof “I don’t think so”
A “It was a spoon very much like this one, Poof”
A “About 100 years ago now. The chill of the Autumn wind was making its presence known in Paris...”
Artist, Marcel Duchamp sat in his studio and stared at the blank canvas. He knew he was on to something; but what?
Nothing seemed to be taking shape.
Shrugging his shoulders, he put on his wool sweater and strolled over to his favorite café.
He ordered a bowl of his beloved Consomme’ Princesse.
This would most certainly take the chill off.
He took his spoon and gently stirred the soup about.
Suddenly, he saw in the bowl, a vision of a nude descending a staircase.
There were angles and movements all over; an explosion of Figure to Ground.
Sometime later in New York City, he turned the art world upside down!
The rest is history.
Poof “Your soup’s getting cold, Ari; want me to warm it up for you?”
A “Please”
Consommé Crackers Crepes
In 2009, when I was entering Nova Scotia, the Canadian Customs guard said to me
“You can do this easy; or you can do this hard.” Consommé is like that. Your choice!
Cicked up Consomme' Princesse
My original copy of the 1929 New Delineator cookbook that is my inspiration for this meal, does not even have a recipe. It just says to make “Standard Consommé.” Basically, you add some shredded chicken to the stock; and there ya be. I chose to add a few more items to the brew; Scallions, Sliced Carrots, Kale, a Bay Leaf, and a splash of "Save Me, San Francisco" Sauvignon Blanc.
The Art of Cracker
I lived in the village of Westminster, Massachusetts. And there is a cracker factory in the village, but they don’t make the crackers there anymore.
If you order soup or chowdah anywhere in New England, you will receive one or two little packets of Westminster Crackers; “Oyster Crackers.”
The Egret Crepe
Sitting on a wharf on Prince Edward Island with the Egret, we share wine, handmade chocolates, and stories. As the jazz music plays, we request the lucky old sun to put on a show for us; and it complies with a sunset over the sea to remember for a lifetime. Later, the Egret says that “L is for Linear.” I argue “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” The Crepe is like that; whatever you wish it to be. A crimson sunset over the sea, or a delightful moment in a streamline diner. It’s always your choice!
Chopped Turkey, Chopped Shallot, Sliced Mushrooms, Baby Spinach Coarsely Chopped, Fresh Garlic Finely Chopped, Parmigiano Reggiano Cheese, Herbs de Provence.
