Hannah Sayle writes about two Memphis chefs who are striking out in new directions.
Month: December 2012

The Tennessee Equality Project Foundation and The Memphis Gay and Lesbian Community Center are having a Holiday Art Show and Silent Auction Fundraiser from today through December 8th.
The art and other items are currently on display and open for bids at at the MGLCC (892 S. Cooper) during regular hours (Monday-Friday, 2-9 p.m.). A closing reception is scheduled for Saturday, December 8th from 5-7 p.m. The auction closes at 6:15 p.m. on the night of the closing ceremony.
Full disclosure: A copy of my cookbook — Cookin’ Crunk: Eatin’ Vegan in the Dirty South — is included in the auction.
Coach Hollins’ Whistle
Grizzlies Coach Lionel Hollins is reputedly the loudest whistler in the NBA. He uses his piercing, two-finger blast to get the attention of his players amidst the noisy din of a game. And now, Coach Hollins can get your attention — every time your phone rings.
Hollins has teamed up with a few Memphis musicians to create three whistle ringtones you can download. Proceeds go to charity. Check it out at coachhollins.com
There’s even a video where Hollins talks about his unique whistle stylings. And, of course, you can follow Coach Hollins’ Whistle on Twitter.
In Studio: Kevin Cubbins
Kevin Cubbins’ name appears frequently in Flyer music articles. He’s not the face of any band, and he doesn’t have a new album coming out; but he works behind the scenes of Memphis music like few others.
His main job, for nine years, is recording engineer for Beale Street Caravan, Sid Selvidge’s NPR-syndicated blues radio show — now in its 16th season. BSC was just recognized by ASCAP with the Deems Taylor Award for broadcast excellence.
Cubbins logs hours editing and mixing the radio show, drawing on experience gained at Ardent Studios and Young Avenue Sound.
“When you’re recording B.B., Buddy Guy, guys like Pinetop Perkins, Hubert Sumlin — coming from the music-nerd angle — it’s THOSE guys. Working the studios around Memphis, you find yourself in situations where you are recording Big Jack Johnson, Pinetop Perkins, and you ask yourself, how did I get here? You’re recording the source.”
Grizzlies Earn Weekend Split
Despite a slightly obstructed view, Chris Herrington saw enough of the Grizzlies this weekend to put together a lengthy wrap-up of all the action.

- LARRY KUZNIEWSKI
- Mike Conley: Man of the Weekend
This weekend’s Grizzlies back-to-back got away from me a little bit. I was at Friday’s home game with the Pistons, a 90-78 win, but as a civilian, taking my soon-to-be-three-year-old son to his first game. And I watched Saturday night’s 99-95 overtime road loss to the San Antonio Spurs on DVR delay.
As a means of catching up, I’m re-purposing the Postgame Notebook format to look back on what happened in Griz World this weekend:
The Lead: The Grizzlies went 1-1 on the weekend while playing without Tony Allen, who was nursing a sore groin.
Friday’s home game against the Pistons was a rough repeat of the prior home games against the Cavaliers and Raptors: The Grizzlies played down to competition in the first half and then turned up their defense in the second to secure a double-digit win.
Saturday night, the Grizzlies played a very well rested Spurs team on their own home floor, on the second night of a back to back, and built a 15-point lead in the second half before succumbing to some combination of fatigue, poor execution, and questionable calls.
On the latter: The missed shot-clock violation near the end of overtime was clearly an official’s error, but one that was only harmful to the Grizzlies in retrospect. If Jerryd Bayless and Rudy Gay had connected on the subsequent long lead pass for a transition layup, the Grizzlies would have benefited from not having the violation called. As far Manu Ginobili grabbing Gay’s arm on his attempted catch of that pass, it was definitely a foul, but not all actual fouls are actually called in NBA games. For the Grizzlies, that was an infuriating non-call, but it wasn’t a terribly surprising one.
As it is, after 15 games the Grizzlies stand at 12-3 and still lack a bad loss: Single digits to the Clippers in their home opener. A narrow home loss to a deep, athletic Nuggets team on the final game of a three-in-four-nights set. And nip-and-tuck road overtime loss in San Antonio on the second of a back-to-back. That’s it. The Grizzlies are the last team standing this NBA season that has yet to lose a game by double-digits.
If you want to be concerned about something, you could point to the team’s 0-2 record in games that have come down to execution in the final couple of minutes. But two games — two! — is a pretty small sample size.
Heisman Hype? No, Thanks
Remember the immortal Troy Smith? Didn’t think so. Frank Murtaugh says the Heisman is over-hyped and over-rated.
Stiff-Arming the Heisman Trophy
Quickly … who won the Heisman Trophy in 2006? Who went home that year with the single most famous individual award in American sports? (He played for Ohio State.) Remember the Florida State stud that took home the trophy in 2000? What about that dual threat from Nebraska the next year?
This Saturday night at the Nokia Theatre in New York City, history will be made (as they say) when Texas A&M’s Johnny Manziel becomes the first freshman to win the Heisman Trophy. Or linebacker Manti Te’o becomes the eighth Notre Dame star to earn the honor. Whether or not such news makes history as you measure it, the trophy will all but surely be connected to the recipient for the rest of his days, and in the first paragraph of his obituary many, many years from now.
And I couldn’t care less. I’ll more than likely see if I can squeeze in a family movie during the broadcast announcing the 78th Heisman winner. Snooze.
It’s not that I’m against honoring individuals for athletic achievement. I count down the days to Major League Baseball’s MVP announcements every fall. I enjoy the Final Four’s Most Outstanding Player (if only because calling a basketball star a MOP for life tickles me). And I take Sports Illustrated’s Sportsman of the Year more seriously than I should.
But then there’s the Heisman Trophy. Only U.S. presidential campaigns take longer to unfold than a “Heisman campaign.” No college football preview worth its paper (yes, some are still printed, found on newsstands) ignores “candidates” for the HeismanTrophy. Web sites are devoted to the enterprise (stiffarmtrophy.com, to name one). Worst of all, a player’s performance on a given Saturday is often spun as helping or hurting that player’s Heisman candidacy, merely incidental to how that performance helped determine the game’s outcome.
For me, the Heisman Trophy died when Michigan’s Desmond Howard actually struck the stiff-armer’s pose after scoring a touchdown (and before winning the trophy) in 1991. Any chance for exhuming the bronze body was dashed six years later, when a player who touched the football 55 times all season and scored four touchdowns (Charles Woodson) was given the award over the decade’s best player (Peyton Manning).
Among the 76 men who have won the Heisman (Archie Griffin won it twice), how many do you think are in the Pro Football Hall of Fame? Exactly eight: Doak Walker, Paul Hornung, Roger Staubach, O.J. Simpson, Tony Dorsett, Earl Campbell, Marcus Allen, and Barry Sanders. This is an apple trophy to an orange Hall of Fame, you say? The Heisman is about one year, in college football, not an entire career in the NFL. Right you are. But come on … 90 percent of the men deemed “the most outstanding college football player in America” — even for just one year — don’t find themselves honored by the more-generous Pro Hall of Fame someday? (Among Heisman winners still active or not yet selected for the Pro Football Hall, I see two with yellow sport coats in their future: Tim Brown and, yes, Charles Woodson.)
Johnny Football is a great story this season (for beating Alabama). Manti Te’o is a great story (for leading fabled Notre Dame to the championship game). It’s somehow a shame that the winner of this Saturday’s award will be remembered more for that award than for the actual on-field achievements of the team he inspired. There’s something broken in that truth.
The immortal Troy Smith
Troy Smith won the Heisman in 2006 (but you knew that). Chris Weinke became a household name in 2000, and Eric Crouch made Nebraska fans forget Johnny Rodgers in 2001. Right? Eric Crouch is a football legend. Right??
“Mem-Shop” at Overton Square
Overton Square will be filled by a holiday “pop-up” market with 40 vendors from December 6th to the 23rd. Hannah Sayle has the story.
Quintron and Miss Pussycat Hit the Hi-Tone
Eccentric New Orleans rockers Quintron and Miss Pussycat bring their quirky musical schtick to the Hi-Tone Sunday. Chris Shaw has the story.