Monday, August 31, 2009

Challenge # 25 : Start a New Blog


Yes, I have started a new blog! In fact, I started two. Be on the lookout this week for my first posts. Join me in this new journey. It's going to be a MEMORABLE one.

For those of you who followed my blog this month, thank you very much for all your encouragement. I couldn't have done it without your support. It has definitely been a very fantastic month.

Challenge # 24: Rekindle an Old Friendship



Stephen King wrote in his book, "The Body," that "friends come and go like busboys in a restaurant." The fact is, not all friends are lifelong friends. You can always cherish the friendship, but a lifelong friendship takes a lot more work from both parties. Time and distance are factors which could also greatly affect the longevity of a friendship. But, the best of friendships will always last a lifetime. The latter is the story of my friendship with Suzanne Imholz-Heiniger.







As I mentioned in my previous post, Suzanne and I were colleagues at the Mayfair Regent Hotel in Chicago from 1988 to 1990. She was fulfilling her 18-month hotel internship from Switzerland. I was a future hotelier working the early shift curling butter at the hotel French restaurant. She attended one of the best hotel schools in the world. She also spoke five languages fluently. She was definitely on her way to a very successful hotel career. I had no idea what I wanted to do. But our common interests in food, wine and travel, sealed our friendship from day one.






Tuesday night was our night. For one year, we discovered every facet of the Chicago dining scene -from the hottest dive joints to the most coveted seats in fine dining. Friends would join us occasionally, but for most part, it was our night. Tuesday with each other took precedent over boyfriends and girlfriends. Despite our closeness, we were never an item. I don't know how this whole thing evolved, but it did.

We were usually one of the last tables in a restaurant. We also frequented The Third Coast coffee shop near the hotel for cappuccino's and their famous nicoise salad. I taught Suzanne how to shoot pool like a shark and drink shots to "Great Balls of Fire." By the time she went back to Switzerland, she was as American as American can be.






Despite our valiant efforts to stay in touch, the distance between Chicago and Zurich was just hard to overcome. She went on to start her own marketing firm after years in the hotel industry. I got married, had kids and flourished in my career.






But as fate would have it, our paths would cross again after seven years apart. My job would take me to Zurich, and without any hesitation, I called Suzanne and made arrangements to get together. I waited outside my hotel for Suzanne to pick me up. Nervous as hell, perhaps from the idea of being disappointed that the once old friendship may have faded, I sweated in anticipation. A swanky girl in a neatly pressed white shirt pulled up in a BMW convertible, and after exchanging glances, we both just laughed, knowing that the bond was definitely still there. I snapped the picture above after giving Suzanne a hard time for her sexy car - which happens to be my dream car, too. She took me to a very hip restaurant and then to a very cool dance club. The red wines and smokes were flowing. We were definitely back in Chicago.






We stayed in close contact after that rendezvous. My wife and I made her our youngest daughter's godmother. She visited us in Paris twice when we were visiting my Mom. We attended her wedding in Spain. She and her husband, Urs, met up with us in Chicago. A year or so after their wedding, Suzanne gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Laura Carlotta. Health complications afflicted Laura Carlotta's early years, and as expected, we somehow lost touch for a couple of years. I could have tried harder to stay in touch during this difficult period for my friend, but I didn't.






So soon after I posted my first "Month of Living Challenge" post on "Finishing a Half Read Book," I received a note from my dear friend, Suzanne. And just like that, we're back on track again. Laura Carlotta is doing very well. They recently moved in into their new home outside of Zurich. The family is doing just fine.






And yes, our friendship is as good as friendships can be. This time, though, the busboy is wondering if we are ever going to leave.






Suzanne in Chicago



Suzanne, Urs and Laura Carlotta



Elena and Suzanne in Spain



I took this photo of Suzanne on our last Tuesday Night Dinner in Chicago in 1990.

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Challenge # 23 : Attend a Black Baptist Church Service


Let me tell you something, you haven't lived until you've attended a church service at a predominantly black church. The music, the energy, the preacher, and the friendliness of the congregation were a phenomenal sight. The more than two hours flew by faster than you can do the sign of the cross at a Catholic mass. Believe it or not, this non-church going Catholic actually felt good about going. Just like a great book, the movie depictions about gospel churches does not compare to the real experience.

The Messiah Missionary Baptist Church is the oldest black baptist church in the area - opening its doors in 1890. It is located on the intersection of Henry and James St. in the SE side of downtown Grand Rapids. My friend, Tony Campbell, is one of the preachers of the church. He invited me to check the church out, though he was not present this morning since he was preaching at another church.

Female greeters in red jackets opened the doors for me. An usher wearing a black suit and white gloves shook my hands upon entering and actually had the decency to fix my collar which was not tucked in neatly inside my jacket. As expected, I was the only Asian in the church, though to my surprise, there were several caucasian parishioners and visitors. There was one white male who was part of the church staff - helping out with the reading and the blessing of those who accepted the Lord towards the end of the service.

The forty or so all-female choir in full white garb rocked the house with each song. I enjoyed watching one of the heavy-set choir leaders really get down like a dancer for Janet Jackson.  In between the songs, half of the choir fanned themselves with the church program as if they were gasping for every inch of air inside the church. Ushers also handed out cardboard fans with advertisements to the rest of the congregations. Pretty soon, about a fourth of the congregations were fanning themselves. The AC was working just fine, but it must be a habit from their pre-AC days. This reminded me of a typical scene inside any church in my tropical country.

The music accompaniment was loud like a concert in the arena. Guests, including me, were asked to stand to be welcomed by the congregation. Birthday celebrants were also asked to stand as the choir sang their rendition of a gospel "happy birthday." Young girls in black outfits performed a beautiful liturgical dance for the church.

Midway through the service, the Reverend Clifton Rhodes, Jr., shared with the congregation that there were several members of the church who have asked for assistance for school supplies for the upcoming school year.  A deacon pulled five names out of a decorated box, and as each names is called, the Reverend handed them a $200 gift. One lady cried so hard after hearing her name that the a few parishioners had to help her regain her composure. The Reverend explained that a local businessman, Mr. Roosevelt Tillman, donated the money for the school supplies and matched this gesture with three other churches in the area. To top it off, Mr. Tillman handed the Reverend a check for an additional $2,000 after the 8:00 AM church service earlier this morning. Wow!

Then, the sermon came. The Reverend read a short passage from James 3:13-18. But don't be deceived by the length of the scripture, because for the next hour, the Reverend Rhodes eloquently took us on an oratorical journey full of thunderous emotion and smart humor. It was awesome!

Challenge # 22: Make Pho from Scratch




A Bowl of Delicious Homemade Pho



The hardest thing about pho (fuh) is the pronunciation. Most Americans pronounce it "foh" or simply call it Vietnamese soup. It's relatively an easy soup to make except it takes time. Most pho uses a beef stock, but for my pho, I made it with chicken stock since my wife prefers the chicken soup over the beef.

It took me about four hours from start to finish. Let me tell you though, it is one pho you'll always remember. Enjoy.

Easy Pho

Ingredients for Broth:

8 to 10 Cups of Chicken Stock
2 Cinnamon Sticks
2 Whole Cloves
2 Star Anise
1/2 Cup Ginger
1 Medium Onion

Ingredients for the pho:

1/2 pound of banh pho (rice noodles)
2 Tablespoons Fish Sauce
1 Teaspoon Sugar
3 Cups bean Sprouts
1 Cup Green Onions
1 Cup Thai Basil, Cilantro or Mint
1/4 Cup Freshly Squeezed Lime Juice, Key Lime or Calamansi
2 Jalapenos or Thai Red Chiles Cut Diagonally
Cooked Shredded Chciken (from stock)








First, make your basic chicken stock using a whole chicken with thyme, celery, carrots, onions, bay leaves, salt and pepper. Strain.

Make the broth by boiling the stock with cinnamon, cloves, star anise. In the meantime, char the onions and ginger. Add the charred onions and ginger to the broth. Cook on low-medium heat for 1 1/2 to 2 hours. Strain.

When ready to serve, heat the broth and add the fish sauce, sugar, salt to taste. Arrange bowls for your guests and portion the noodles, chicken, jalapeno, cilantro, sprouts, green onions, fresh limes. Top with the broth.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Challenge # 21 : Find Meaning in Volunteering

Inspired by the movie, Pay It Forward, East Grand Rapids interior designer, Margaux Drake, gave birth to The Giving Gardens - a non profit organization dedicated to "planting it forward." The mission is quite simple: find donors, such as country clubs, to donate extra plants, shrubs and trees so Giving Gardens could replant the greenery where it is needed. Monetary donations are also gladly accepted. The Giving Gardens has helped Habitat for Humanity homes to city parks for children getting treatment in hospitals.

I was quite flattered when The Giving Gardens requested that I volunteer my time by photographing one of its projects for the organization's website. I never realized that my hobby as a photographer for my blog would serve a need in the community. I learned that volunteering comes in many forms. Organizations have many needs and not all needs require physical work. Non-profit's need help with writing grants, designing websites, answering phones, and in my case, photographs for their website.

I hope that you find the time to visit the Giving Gardens website to find out how you might be able to assist in spreading the good word, or better yet, help with a future installation. Enjoy the sampling of photographs I took at Frog Hollow at the new Metro Health complex in Wyoming, Michigan.











Thursday, August 27, 2009

Challenge # 20 : Meet a Rock Star!

With Journey's Lead Singer, Arnel Pineda

I will be the first to admit that I don't usually get star struck nor do I make any special effort to meet celebrities whenever they are staying in the hotel. Their privacy is a top concern and I will make every effort so it remains that way. However, I have to admit that I made a special arrangements to meet President Obama when he was in the JW. I was this close to meeting Jennifer Aniston, but elected to steer clear since she and then boyfriend, John Mayer, were truly enjoying a private weekend in Grand Rapids. I played it low key even in Chicago (where celebrities lived in my hotel at the Mayfair Regent) or in the Caribbean (where we had Sports Illustrated conduct a swimsuit issue photo shoot). Unless they specifically ask for the GM, you wouldn't find me near the celebrity.

Now, meeting the lead singer of Journey is a different story. For you Journey purists out there, sure, Steve Perry is the original. But it is Arnel Pineda now. Prior to discovering Arnel Pineda on youtube, Journey was pretty much a club act. Having gone through two or three lead singers after Mr. Perry, they were on their last leg. Steve Perry was a one hit wonder as a single artist with, "Oh, Sherrie." The remaining members of the band asked Steve Perry to rejoin the group, but Steve said, "Oh, Perry - no more."

Arnel Pineda, a Filipino circuit club singer in Manila, filled the missing gap that Steve Perry left wide open. And fill it he did. For the first time since the band disbanded, the stadiums are humming again. The band's new album made it to platinum. Thanks to the brains behind the band and for the big voice of Arnel Pineda.

There was no question that I was going to the concert when the news came out in May. Proud of my Filipino heritage, I was not going to let this opportunity to meet and say thanks to a fellow countryman pass me by. I sent Arnel's suite some ice cold San Miguel beers and a personal welcome note to Grand Rapids. His agent called me the next morning and told me that Arnel really appreciates the attention, especially from fellow Filipinos. That was nice - but I want an invitation to meet him!

So as Heart started their set, and I have given up any hopes of meeting Arnel, my friend who invited us to the concert told us that he had made arrangements for Elena and I to meet Arnel and the band. You waited this long to tell me! We were whisked to the back stage, and standing in the green room was Arnel and the band.

The band manager introduced me to Arnel, and upon hearing my last name, he said, "Mr. Aquino...maraming salamat sa San Miguel (thank you for the San Miguel beer)." I was shocked that he remembered the name on the welcome card. He rubbed my shoulder a couple of times to show his appreciation for the token gift as pictures were taken. We talked some more in Filipino before he went on to meet other people in the room. As this was going on, I was quite impressed at how the rest of the band just gave Arnel the limelight. That was pretty neat, I thought.

To meet a rock star is one thing. But to meet a humble and very appreciative one makes it memorable and worth sharing. And yes, the fact that the rock star happens to be a Filipino, makes it more amazing for this Filipino hotel guy. Maraming salamat, Arnel!


Journey in Grand Rapids

The Encore

My wife and Arnel

My friend, Rich (in jacket) and I, presented Journey with a certificate for a donation in the band's name to the local Children's hospital.

Arnel rockin' to Don't Stop Believin'

This one is for all the Pinoy's!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Challenge # 19 : Discover a New Wine That I Love

Here's a little story you should know : Elena and I named our children after wine; at least the first two. We named our eldest child, Margaux, in honor of the great First Growth Bordeaux on the left bank of the Gironde river. I had the privilege of tasting Chateau Margaux on a few occasions when I worked at Le Ciel Bleu in the Mayfair Regent Chicago. Back then, a bottle was "only" around $200 in the restaurant. In honor of Margaux's first New Year's eve with her parents, Elena and I shared a bottle at Tradewinds restaurant in Peter Island in the British Virgin Islands where we were living at the time. We named our second child, Julien, after another region in Bordeaux.

So this is where the story gets interesting...Elena and I decided to stop at two kids -- and my "historic"vasectomy followed shortly after Julien's birth. Nine months later, even after two visits to Dr. Smith's clinic, Elena was pregnant again! We were in Paris at the time and Elena was acting rather strangely, electing to stay home with a baguette and cheese, as opposed to exploring the City of Lights. Needless to say, Dr. Smith's name will forever live in infamy among my male friends!

We ran out of wine names that we liked for our third child. Champagne Aquino - I don't think so. We went to the hospital with no idea what we were going to name our youngest child. After giving birth, Elena and I strolled to the hospital nursery to observe our "miracle" baby. It was then when we decided to name her Francesca; a good Filipino-Italian compromise.

We were on our second bottle of wine at Blackbird restaurant in Chicago last weekend when we ventured into the unknown and we ordered a bottle of Bordeaux wine that we have never heard of - the 1998 Chateau Tayac. Given my average knowledge of Bordeaux wines, I knew that the wine will be claret in style, and given its right bank location where the Dordogne and Gironde rivers meet, it will slightly favor a merlot palette with hints of cab and cab franc.

A $600 bottle of Chateau Margaux was not exactly on the tasting block this evening. The $85 bottle of Chateau Tayac is a huge bargain compared to that. Though I expected a good wine, I didn't expect a memorable one. For a '98, the wine was deeper in color than what you would expect from an 11 year old bottle of Bordeaux. The nose was classic Bordeaux with hints of blackcurrants and cherries. The body lies somewhere between Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct and Phoebe Cates in Fastimes at Ridgemont High. It's mellower than a big, oaky, Napa Cab, yet the softer finish lingers like a first kiss. Chateau Tayac is definitely worth a second date.


Tour De Gaslight Village

I knew there was a bike race around our little neighborhood in East Grand Rapids, but I had no idea that today's event is an actual official BIKE RACE! Tour de Gaslight Village is a Michigan State Criterium race around an 8/10th of a mile area with four sharp left turns around our city of 10,000 residents.

Needless to say, I had to wait for the racers to pass to cross the street to get my usual illy coffee from Mary Anne's coffee shop. I chit chatted with friends Michael Lyman (The Wit Hotel Chicago) and GR Social Butterfly, Matt Sova, who were having drinks at Graydon's outdoor patio before reaching Mary Anne's.

I was very impressed to see this type of competition in our little town. My friend, Jen Crowley, who happened to be watching the race with her son, said that her friend was competing from Oregon! Not bad for GR. Not bad, at all.



Chicago Photo Vignettes

High Rise Intersection

America Need Farmers

Mag Mile Bridge

Avec

Vegetarian's Nightmare Delivery

Flower Bed by River

Free Hugs, Anyone?

Table at Anthropologie

Bed at Anthropologie

Origami

Sofa at Anthropologie

My Kind of Town

New Resident DJ at Mixology

The JW introduced its new resident DJ, Todd Ernst, last evening to a hopping crowd in Mixology Lounge. Todd hails from the Michigan's collaborative venture, Activesite.org.Writers and photographers from popular Grand Rapids social media sites, GRNow and Grand Rapids Social Diary, covered the event. The JW bids farewell to DJ Joe DeVries, who will be moving his talent to Los Angeles at the end of the month. DJ Todd's next venue is this Thursday, August 27, when he plays for Julie Regan's "Jewelry Makes Me Happy Hour" Party at Mixology. He will regularly play every Saturday evening from 8PM to Midnight starting in mid-September. Be on the lookout for drink and food specials on facebook and twitter.


Listen to DJ Todd Ernst Mix The Requiem Seesions / Right Now and Mau5wheel.



Bartender Tyler shakin' it up with the largest shaker in the world.


DJ Todd Ernst, welcome to the JW.