“Rose champagne is rare. Only three percent of the 350 million bottles produced annually in the Champagne region of France are pink, perhaps because giving it its tint while maintaining its quality is hard. It’s basically a matter of either adding still red Pinot Noir just before the second fermentation, or leaving the red Pinot grape skins in contact with the wine for a while—both of which are risky and complex. A small mistake can turn the champagne into an unwanted, unsalable red, blue or brown.”
— That Intoxicating Pink by Peter Foges - Roundtable | Lapham’s Quarterly
3:00 pm • 25 March 2013 • 1 note
“One legend has it that this ineffable nectar was first created for a queen to match her bridesmaids’ dresses. But it wasn’t until well into the twentieth century that rose champagne went democratic and entered the public domain. In Depression-era New York it passed in the more upscale speakeasies for cherry soda. But it reached an apogee of applause when it turned up in the movies, most memorably in 1959 in An Affair to Remember, when Cary Grant drinks it with Deborah Kerr as they first meet aboard an ocean liner. They proceed to drink nothing but the stuff as their love affair unfolds. Sales in the U.S. ballooned that year. President Reagan was particularly fond of it—and famously used to pair a bottle or two of Louis Roederer Crystal Brut Rose 1974 with a bowl of jelly beans.”
— That Intoxicating Pink by Peter Foges - Roundtable | Lapham’s Quarterly
11:00 am • 25 March 2013 • 2 notes
I don’t write to dream; I write to stop dreaming, to be more present. To tell my way toward clarity. I think I would be a writer even if I didn’t write. I’d have that observational inclination towards the ordinary—that open-mouthed stare at unprocessed existence going by. I write mostly for the process—of looking, thinking, naming, discovering. I think this is why many who might loosely be called documentarians—essayists, memoirists, literary journalists, photographers, nonfiction filmmakers, even biographical or documentary fiction writers—do what we do. We have an obsessive interest in presenting and pondering ordinary life, the day-to-day flow of things.
I bet you take photographs—of a light bulb in a red ceiling, a dinner table just before people sit down to eat, an old man sitting on a bed and holding a pistol, a rusty tricycle—not to dream but to come out of a dream. To say This is, this right here is absolutely real in space and time, irreducible and ineluctable, and I witnessed it and I captured it; I lived deeply inside of this particular now.
(Source: killingthebuddha.com)
2:04 am • 25 March 2013 • 9 notes
When you say no and you mean no and the other person, regardless of whether it’s in a situation where somebody wants to attack you or a situation where somebody wants to just to change your opinion… what I learned from this show is that when you say no and the other person continues to say “no, no, no, let me do it” or “no, no, no, it’ll be ok” you should think immediately — not “how do I make it nice? how do I make it better?” — but immediately think ”why is this person trying to control me?” because “no” is a complete sentence
10:46 am • 22 March 2013 • 154 notes
“Of course because Enlightened is about a woman who isn’t naked and fucking, no one watched it. The smarter the shows about women are, the shorter their lifespan.”
— Women Not Naked: HBO Cancels Enlightened | Awards Daily
9:47 am • 20 March 2013 • 8 notes
”Michelle’s like Beyoncé in that song, ‘Let me upgrade ya!’ She upgraded me”
y’all. literally i can’t right now.
4:56 pm • 14 March 2013 • 41 notes
“Never eat Mexican food east of Mississippi or north of Dallas.”
— Lyle Lovett, telling god’s honest truth
11:13 am • 14 March 2013 • 70 notes
Yes. Jesse Jackson playing basketball with Marvin Gaye
10:17 am • 13 March 2013 • 24 notes
Anonymous asked: Susan miller. NICE. what's your sign
7:51 pm • 12 March 2013 • 4 notes
Anonymous asked: why are you so obssed with racism?? whites aren't your enemy so get over it!
7:45 pm • 12 March 2013 • 10 notes
