cxxxvii. cleaving, julie powell
i loved all the technical stuff about learning to butcher. the moping and the affair and so much personal exposure, not so much.
cxxxviii. the perfectionist - life and death in haute cuisine, rudolph cheminski
this was one of the more detailed and slightly boring books i have read in the category of restaurant non-fiction, perhaps because it wasn't written first hand by someone actually cooking. much more interview/reporting style.
cxxxix. vanity fair, william makepeace thackeray
the first half was hilarious! a sarcastic comedy and farce. then i struggled through the second half and can say that i have read it.
xviv. dame kiri te kanawa, chatswood concourse Apr 14
do performers make a habit of leaving the stage after groups of songs, ostensibly for a drinks break? i've never seen it and it was a little strange. dame kiri still has fantastic high notes and reasonably tight vibrato, i have come to the conclusion i don't care much for canteloube's songs of the auvergne. there was a lot of coughing and almost choking from the audience, often at the worst moments too, ugh. overall great performance from a legend, though.
this is also a new venue that i had not been to before, the design is very similar to angel place city recital hall. however the side boxes come out a bit too far so seats on the balcony at the ends of the rows have quite a restricted view of the stage which was not advised during ticket purchase. acoustics good.
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