November 3, 2009
what's new, pussycat?
niotillfem
November 2, 2009
food porn
Food writing is alive and well thanks to Gastronomica, a magazine that has, since 2001, been "renewing the connection between sensual and intellectual nourishment by offering readers a taste of passionate inquiry through scholarship, humor, fiction, poetry, and exciting visual imagery. With its diverse voices and eclectic mix of articles, Gastronomica uses food as an important source of knowledge about different cultures and societies, provoking discussion and encouraging thoughtful reflection on the history, literature, representation, and cultural impact of food." Um, amazing. At home, I was prone to poring over my mother's Bon Appetit for cooking ideas (and just to admire all of the food styling). But I can't wait to get my hands on a copy of Gastronomica, as it seems to be a cultural studies/food lover's dream. I especially want the Summer 09 Issue, as I am surrounded by the Korean staple these days (and it's in a Chanel No. 5 bottle, no less!). Has anyone read this yet?
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And Katie ... obviously you should keep an eye on your mailbox in the coming weeks. xo.
November 1, 2009
bows, bows, bows
winona ryder
MOOALLEM: The Catcher in the Rye comes up a lot in your old interviews. Are you still a big fan?
RYDER: I was and still am. It’s weird because when you first read that book, it’s so personal and you feel like you’re the only one who feels that way, and then you realize that everyone has had that experience with it. But Holden Caulfield was like my best friend when I was a teenager. Salinger is someone whose work I just love so much, and I totally respect how protective he has been about his privacy. My dad saved every New Yorker that J.D. Salinger ever had a story in. Actually, one thing happened . . . I’ve never actually told anyone this, but when I was 19, some, um, [pauses] my boyfriend at the time bought me at an auction a Christmas card that Salinger wrote someone in the ’50s. It was literally just like, “Merry Christmas!” But Salinger’s signature was on it. I kept the card for a few years but I felt so guilty, like he wouldn’t want me to have this, so one day I decided I was going to send it back to him. I wrote this letter, and I tried not to gush, but I was like, “Dear Mr. Salinger. I received this as a gift because I’m a big fan, but I want to return it to you because I respect your privacy.” And then, sometime later, I got a thank-you letter.



