Now That’s What I Call Music! Life Jamz 2012

Editor’s Note: Ryan, our regular Thursday blogger is off today Dear Abby style. Instead, we offer you the first of many posts from our new guest blogger, Stephanie Phillips.

If there is anything that the popularity of Glee and its newer but more matronly sister Smash has taught us, it’s that the world looks better when set to a tracklist. (Also, that character and plot development can be sacrificed on the altar of snappy background music.) So I thought I’d kick off my maiden voyage here at The Wheelhouse Review with an introduction by way of song. The soundtrack of my life, if you will, were my life not already captured onstage by the musical Gypsy. (Burlesque is a bitch, y’all.) Indulgent? Maybe. Informative? Absolutely!

Remember how T.S. Eliot was all, “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time”? Yeah, well, that’s kind of my wheelhouse. Leaving and coming back. I started out in the South and now I’ve returned there. I spent my youth in Sunday School and after a period of tension, God and I are back on good terms. I formulated a typical life plan complete with husband, kid, suburbs, etc. and now I’m living it, after an extended singleness, identity crisis, and half-decade stopover in New York City. I’ve taken the long, circular way home, you could say. And the ride has been full of stories. So load the deck and press PLAY!
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An Apology to All the Musicians Out There

Back in second grade, I wrote a report on a Dr. Seuss book. I am not sure which one it was, but most likely I got a good grade on it (in a car. And in a tree. It was so good so good you see!!) Not long after, Theodore Seuss Geisel, the man behind Dr. Seuss, passed away. The children of the world mourned, and I felt badly, given that this report incorporated some information about him as well. However, I chalked it up to a freaky coincidence and went about my seven-year old life.

Flash forward to 10th grade. I wrote a report on Shel Silverstein, another beloved childhood author. The report focused on his life and contribution to the arts (Playboy work not included; this was rural Virginia after all). About a month later, Silverstein went to where the sidewalk ends. I then deduced that I have some sort of crazy power that kills beloved childhood authors, and I unleash it through my eloquent words. From that moment on, I resolved to only write about authors who were dead if at all possible. This was obviously a completely reasonable response and one that would have made Uncle Ben proud.

Sorry, buddy.

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Getting Inspired…or Pinspired?

If you’re anything at all like me, during hectic work weeks, breakfast is a quick bite before you run out the door, lunch a takeout salad (I should have an equity stake in the Whole Foods salad bar by now) and dinner a salmon roll on the fly. But now that summer’s here, hopefully we’ll all get a chance to relax a bit and spend more time thinking about what we’re eating. Since this column is about easing your way into the culinary arts, let’s get started on motivating ourselves to get started, also known as learning to cook without leaving the couch or turning on the Food Network.

Read food writers. In college, I was a monthly Vogue subscriber. As much as I enjoyed articles on microdermabrasion trends and socialites’ destination weddings, I quickly discovered that hidden between the Helmut Lang ads was one of the best food writers working today, Jeffrey Steingarten. A former lawyer, he approaches pizza or lobster rolls or turducken with investigative gusto. The results? Delighted readers and the knowledge that the perfect pizza must be cooked at at least 750 degrees Fahrenheit. Learn from the best.

Follow the food tag on Tumblr. If you have a Tumblr account (and if not, why not already?), this should be simple. If you’re looking for recipes, there’s a range of quality (and sometimes a lot of cheesecake pictures of, well, cheesecake). But many of these posts will be from neophyte cooks offering simple recipes that don’t require a ton of skill.

Pin your way to dinner. True confession: I’m not a huge Pinterest fan. But if inspiration is your goal, don’t rush past this site. There are a kamillion pictures to browse through and pin to your own board for later. You may never get around to some (or any?) but they’re just so pretty!

Roasted Veggie Enchiladas (Originally pinned via Johanna Sehloff)

Kick it old school and browse cookbooks. I love to read, but bookstores can be overwhelming sometimes (so many books! What to read?). I once had to kill time in a 68,000 square foot bookstore in Dubai (#humblebrag) and ended up spending a good 45 minutes learning the ins and outs of British puddings. Ask me sometime about the difference between a pudding, cake and sponge. Or better yet, come over for syllabub!

Follow awesome food blogs. Every day I am thankful for the internet in so many ways, but the proliferation of food blogs of every style and topic is one of my most favorite things. For recipes, the incomparable Smitten Kitchen, 101 Cookbooks and The Pioneer Woman for American classics. Or check out A Passion for Food on eating beautifully, Eating in Translation for off-the-radar food joints, The Amateur Gourmet for practical, helpful tips and Milk and Mode for overworked urbanites just like us.

Go shopping. This one you have to be careful with, but could work for the more adventurous (and to all of us…let’s be willing to fail in the kitchen!). If you go with a strict budget and a vague idea (“lunch”, “dessert”, “potluck picnic”), pick out a couple cool and/or unfamiliar on-sale, in-season ingredients. When you get home, use any of the above methods to find a good looking recipe and experiment! Caveat: this could be a disaster. But you could also discover something amazing!

So take a moment or two and get inspired! Next week: let’s make dinner together you guys!

I See You.

Editor’s Note: Juliet, our regular Monday blogger is off today. Instead, we offer you the first of many posts from guest blogger, Andrea Levendusky. This post was originally featured on The Organic Bird Blog.

We are connected as much as we let ourselves be.

If I wanted to, I could tell you everything I’m doing all day long.
You could hear the music I’m listening to.
See the places I’m seeing.
Photos of the food I’m eating, the clothes I’m wearing, the sky above me.

The beauty of connecting with others is one of the joys in social media, in my opinion. I love knowing what my sister had for breakfast, what my best friend is wearing today, what my other friend’s husband is doing for work these days. I like seeing the world through your eyes on Instagram, or hearing your soundtrack on Spotify.

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