This is one of Shalishah’s Sunday brunch favorites.
“It’s super sweet and vibrantly colored so it subliminally makes me feel happy,” she says.
(Does this remind anyone else of their entire childhood summed up in a dress? Really? Just me?)
For this or similar pieces, you can check out Shalishah’s online boutique, Strange Fruit Vintage.
I found this ad in the back of a 1924 musical program being presented by Christian Brothers College.
Perhaps if I bought my crack cocaine from licensed pharmacists like this one, I wouldn’t suffer so many ill effects afterwards.
It’s hard to say, really.
Around these parts Harold Pinter’s menacing comedies are performed infrequently and fans will want to catch New Moon’s flawed but watchable and clearly well-intentioned take on The Homecoming, a show where the best performers could use a metronome and the worst could use a clue.
Are you absolutely dizzy with anticipation for the opening of the Memphis Farmers Market on Saturday?
Of course, once you get your hands on that seasonal produce you have to do something with it.
Send Hungry Memphis your photos of what you’ve made with your market produce and I’ll post it on the blog. If it’s really impressive, there may be something in it for you.
For details, e-mail me.
A couple of links of interest from local bloggers:
Justin Fox Burks of The Chubby Vegetarian has details of a particularly intriguing five-course vegetarian dinner at Bari.
Ben Carter of Benito’s Wine Reviews tries the infamous durian fruit. It does not go well.
There are few voices in the history of recorded music that have moved me like Mahalia Jackson’s and I’d love nothing more than to be swaying in the aisle at The Hattiloo Theatre‘s production of Mahalia, which opens this weekend.
This isn’t the first time the Hattiloo has performed this gospel musical and the show has a reputation for selling out fast. As much as I’d like to be in that number, I suspect I’ll probably be hauling my 7-year-old twins out to Germantown to take in GCT’s production of the children’s classic Charlotte’s Web. You see the wife’s name is Charlotte, her mother’s name is Charlotte and the first born twin is also Charlotte. So there doesn’t seem to be any getting around this.
UPDATE: In an unexpected turn of events the weekend turned out completely differently. I took in Harold Pinter’s The Homecoming at TheatreWorks. More on that shortly. I’d love to hear from folks who’ve seen Mahalia or Charlotte’s Web.