Thanksgiving Aftermath

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It was a good holiday. Mrs. C. and I had Thanksgiving dinner at our daughter and son-in-law's house. He's a high-end professional chef but we gave him a day off. U "R" Us was down from Chicago. He donned the chef's jacket while doing prep work.

I'm still in the online class about off-camera lighting technique. This week's assignment is to use a snoot on the main light. (What's a snoot? This is the model I used. I have no experience in this whatever.) The image has a 40's film noir look. Sam Spade might be coming to eat at his restaurant.

Iron Chef, Or At Least Aluminum

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Back at last weekend's Taste of St. Louis. There were cooking demonstrations and a Best Chef competition, sort of like Iron Chef. I don't think this contest was quite at the same level. You can only see half the sign, but this was sponsored by St. Louis Bread Company (Panera Bread in the rest of the country), ShadowyOne's corporate overlord, and the pompously named L'Ecole Culinare, an expensive, for-profit cooking school owned by Vatterott, a chain of trade and technical schools. The angled mirror thing is pretty cool, though.

WHAT'S ON TODAY: one of my co-workers ran off and got married in the Caribbean a couple of months ago. She and her husband are having a party at their home to celebrate with their friends. It's a tropical island theme. She asked me if I had any flowered shirts. Bluntly, no.

TOMORROW: Dancing In the Streets, Part 1, featuring a giant purple fake ostrich terrorizing the crowd.