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Post by Kyle St. Romain.
The CBS hit drama series The “Good Wife” returned for its fourth season on September 30. I don’t know about you, but we’ve been missing our weekly dose of Alicia and Kalinda. So far, season 4 has been off to a great start and we finally got to meet Kalinda’s ex-husband, Nick!!
From time to time, we are privy to some inside information here at the Charles P Rogers blog. This week, we have a hot tip and couldn’t resist sharing our excitement about an upcoming episode of the Good Wife. Episode 3, which airs THIS SUNDAY, will feature our very own Tansy headboard that was purchased by the set designer back in July. It’s absolutely stunning! Upholstered cream microfiber with hand-tufted buttons, it’s sure to add some style to the set. If you’re considering getting one of our Tansy beds for yourself, you can also get the headboard complete with matching platform; it looks even better in person!
We can’t give you many more details about the upcoming episode, but given what happened in episode 2, “50 Shades of Ice Cream” that some critics are calling it the most scandalous scene in the history of network television, we’re sure you don’t need any more reason to tune in this week.
If you catch our bed this Sunday, let us know in the comments below. We’d love to hear from you!
Post by Alison Hein.
Hey, all you egg lovers out there – here’s a modernized take on a classic recipe adapted from Sarah Tyson Heston Rorer. What? You never heard of her? Well, Sarah was born in Pennsylvania in 1849, and during the course of her life, was a cookbook author, editor, columnist, cooking instructor and public speaker. She is considered America’s first dietitian due to her health-focused recipes and work with medical facilities. During the 1920s, “Rorer” became a household name. Sadly, Sarah lost everything in the Great Depression and relied on friends and family for support in her final days.
Sarah was also an egg magician, and I’m aiming to bring her name back to “household” status. In this unusual approach to cooking eggs, Sarah bakes a savory custard until it’s firm enough to slice. The slices are coated in more egg, then in breadcrumbs, and pan-fried to a crisped gold. Top the eggs with some white sauce and perhaps a slice or two of smoky meat, and you’re in for a delightful surprise with this classic, eggy breakfast in bed. Thank you, Sarah!
4 tablespoons vegetable or chicken stock
Salt and pepper, to taste
1 tablespoon butter
1 tablespoon flour
½ cup milk
1 tablespoon water
1 cup panko breadcrumbs
2 – 3 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil
2 to 3 thin slices of smoked ham or salmon (optional)
1 tablespoon chopped, fresh curly parsley
Preheat oven to 350°. For the baked eggs, crack 6 eggs into large bowl and whisk together with stock. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Coat a small, 5-inch square baking dish with cooking spray. Pour egg mixture into baking dish. Place baking dish in a water bath on a strong cookie sheet. Bake for 45 minutes or until toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. This step can be done one day ahead.
To make white sauce, melt butter in small heavy saucepan over medium heat. Whisk in flour until smooth, thick paste forms. Whisk in milk and cook until slightly thickened, 3 to 4 minutes, stirring constantly. Set aside and keep warm.
To bread and fry egg fillets, cut baked egg into 6 equal slices. Beat remaining uncooked egg with 1 tablespoon water. Coat cooked egg slices thoroughly with beaten egg, then roll and coat in panko to fully cover. Add 2 tablespoons of olive oil to a heavy pan and heat over medium heat. Add egg slices to pan and cook slowly over medium to medium low heat, turning once, until panko is golden brown, about 2 to 3 minutes per side.
To assemble, arrange 2 or 3 panko-coated egg slices on a plate. Top with sliced ham or salmon, if using. Drizzle with a couple of tablespoons of white sauce. Garnish with fresh, chopped parsley and serve immediately.
Makes 2 to 3 servings.
Post by Erin Sears.
Travel much? Whether you daydream in your armchair or actually get up and go- the bedroom is a great place for a global look. You don’t want to wake up in a bad theater production, so a light touch is essential, but bringing in maps, artwork, and worldly items are a definite do. When I am fortunate enough to travel, I try to find one or two items that represent that place for me and then I integrate them into my home. My New Orleans Mardi Gras beads are displayed in a glass jar, a beautifully painted sugar skull in bright colors represents a trip to the southwest, and a gorgeous hooked pillow depicting a swimmer from Cape Cod all have starring roles in my space. Embrace global touches and you’ll never feel far from your next trip.
Who doesn’t love an old map of Paris? This map turned wallpaper is so impressive that the bed can be kept simple. Having a fancy bed against the map would be too busy and take away from both. You don’t need a headboard when you have the City of Light to dream under.
This room makes me want to buy a plane ticket. Again, the linens on the bed are kept neutral while the color of the pillows, curtains, and accessories draw you in to the room. The mirrored headboard and the Vishnu print give the room a global feeling without becoming too kitchsy. LOVE.
Morocco is definitely on my list of places to experience and it is also a hot theme in home décor. I love the sexy curves of the headboard and the glamour of the bedside tables. The accessories say casbah without screaming it and bold colors are used sparingly, but effectively. It’s a perfect place to rest your head while dreaming of your next great adventure!
Post by Mark T. Locker.
Hold on to your cloche hats and strings of beads, people! A nasty murderer from beyond the grave named Naughty John is terrorizing 1920’s New York!
Seventeen-year-old Evie O’Neill is more than her small Ohio town can handle, so when her “punishment” is to stay with her uncle in Manhattan, she couldn’t be more pleased. Unfortunately, her trip coincides with a string of grisly and symbolic murders being carried out. Unfortunately for Evie, she has a newly-discovered gift which enables her to “read” peoples’ personal objects and from which she can divine secret information. So when she accidentally comes in contact with a poor murdered girl’s shoe, she learns more than she’s like about Naughty John, accidentally summoned from Hell to carry out his gruesome business.
Uptown in Harlem is another kid, a boy named Memphis has discovered the mixed blessing of his own powers, which can heal but can also do harm.
The newest novel by Printz-winning author Libba Bray is full of the vibrant imagery and language of the world of Ziegfeld girls, bootleg gin, and peacock feather-adorned headdresses. It’s funny, it’s scary, and it’s fascinating. Clearly Libba Bray has done her homework with this one. Her 1920s New York is so elaborately created, it’s hard not to get completely swept up in it. Unfortunately, that goes for the creepy, maniacal butcher as well. Eep.
Post by Josh Zinn.
The street signs of Sleepy Hollow have headless horsemen on them. So do the police cars, garbage trucks, and natural gas meters. In fact, I’m sure a myriad of public utilities take part in celebrating and cashing in on the famed decapitated equestrian whose midnight rides of terror helped transform their humble hamlet into the Halloween haunt of the Hudson hinterlands. Perhaps Washington Irving hadn’t imagined his creepy creation would one day come to signify the call to arms for the men and women working for Sleepy Hollow’s sewage system, but crappier things have happened in the name of public works—just ask the folks who named Flushings.
If one were to ask the Headless Horseman himself—hey, he might know sign language…even though he doesn’t have eyes—what moments in his fictional life truly felt like a misappropriation, however, he’d probably tell you about the time I purchased a key-lime flavored latte (complete with crunchy graham topping!) from a Sleepy Hollow coffee shop. Or the Mexican restaurant named after him that served my friend and I a salad consisting of a HEAD of lettuce alongside a terrine of “bloodied” French dressing. Oh yes, and then there was the time Bing Crosby came to town…
Disney’s animated version of “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” starring Crosby as beleaguered schoolteacher Ichabod Crane, is a milder take on Irving’s allegory of foreign-bred superstition and tradition mingling with the bravado, boldness, and greed of the then-new America. By milder, I mean that Ichabod spends much of the cartoon either singing sweet dulcimer notes to the local housewives in an attempt to lure them of their chicken dinners or by balladeering Katrina, the beautiful daughter of the wealthiest man in town, in order to fill his pocketbook. Horror only exists on the outskirts of this Sleepy Hollow, with creepiness taking a backseat to Crosby’s crooning.
“The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” isn’t a bad film by any means, but in shifting its focus away from the terror of Tarrytown and onto the soothing vocal abilities present in Crosby’s portrayal of Crane, Irving’s supernatural story mutates into a pageantry of phthongal pedagoguery better fit for a USO function. Truth be told, there’s little fright to be found in a film where, for the majority of its length, fanatical females fight for the chance to feed a fair-weather philanderer with the voice of a lounge singer. Sure, the Horseman finally rears his hea… neck near the cartoon’s finale, but until then any pervasive sense of dread has been replaced by questions of whether white Christmases happen even for the headless.
Perhaps, then, the Horseman-emblazoned signs, logos, and salads of today’s Sleepy Hollow are a reclamation of the sinister story that put their town on the map. While there’s nothing wrong with a little Bing to lift one’s spirits, it’s best to remember the spirit at the heart of Irving’s story struck a far more horrific note.