Summer in the city

Dawg Music

David Grisman is one of my musical heroes -- a player rooted in traditional music who has  created his own genre, which has been described as incorporating strains of  Django/Stefan Grappelli style jazz and Grateful Dead folk-rock with traditional bluegrass.   Grisman just played  the Egyptian Theatre, which was one of many  Egyptian-themed movie theaters built across the country in the 1920s in the wake of the King Tut tomb discovery and a general Egyptian mania. So here's an audience of Westerners listening to a bluegrass/jazz/rock mandolin player from Hackensack, New Jersey by way of California under a panel of scarab beetles and Pharos. We finished the concert and had dinner at Bar Gernika, the Basque bar down the street.

Fingerlings

The lake at 9,700-feet in elevation was filled with very hungry Brook trout -- too many for the amount of food available. So we did them a favor and reduced the population by five. My friend Lee used his fingers as a stringer to carry our catch up to camp. A few hours later they were browning in olive oil with slivers of sweet onion.