Sunday, October 05, 2014

Existential Cheese

Westside Market in Chelsea, New York has the best cheesemonger in the world.

Monday, September 29, 2014

What is it? #4

Cinnamon grater?
Salt shaker?

The top angled part is open, and the flat bottom part comes off. 
Most logical suggestion so far is tea infuser. 

Friday, August 01, 2014

What is it? #3

Or rather, what is it really for? Sterilization through heat? Oh, the 70's!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Hotel / Motels of yore

New Brunswick is one of those under-the-radar provinces whose beautiful natural landscape of rolling forested hills and lakes should easily rank it among the best places to vacation, if rolling hills, lakes, and old motels are your thing. Tons of these are scattered along the Trans Canada highway between Rivière-du-Loup, Québec, into New Brunswick through Edmundston, Fredericton and Moncton. Edmunston in particular was like Vegas of the North without the casinos. It was hard to tell from our moving vantage point if any of these were still operational. One has to look beyond the decaying, decades-old neon signs for sings of life from decaying, decades-old vacationers. 

Unfortunately (?) we didn't get to sample any of these, altho we did rent a motel room in Rivière-du-Loup on the way back, at a place so forgettable it didn't even warrant documentation. I think it had the word Dolphin in the name, or something. It had undergone a pretty thorough renovation that obliterated any interesting features, but the rooms still exuded a bit of that ick factor. Twelve hours of driving make one pretty cranky. Not a good time to insist on indulging ones preference for mid-century design. 

Monday, June 23, 2014


Back from the dead after a 19-month coma, Cultural Flotsam is kicking off again with a new (improved?) look, and a renewed (maybe?) sense of purpose!  

This here blog, as I stated in my very first post in 2006, is a junk drawer of sorts, a repository of images, ideas, rants, and raves which I want to share with you, dear Regular Readers Club (thank you, brother Don). 

So without further delay, let's wade into the debris and see what comes up, shall we?