Monday Supper … and poetry

I am posting a Monday instead of Sunday Supper offering.

We are having a meeting of our literary group, and I am cooking.

We are reading G. M. Hopkins, in a certain phase. We are having “spaghetti al seminario” and a wine tasting as well.

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    16 Responses to Monday Supper … and poetry

    1. Tom in NY says:

      Please accept my thanks for suggesting carrots as a sweetener in tomato and other acid soups and sauces. Most weeks I’ll cook 5# carrots in a pressure cooker in two sessions. One use is to eat immediately and the other is to add to other dishes.

      Salutationes omnibus.

    2. Mike says:

      Hopkins. Yes, there’s a rich fare for the linguistic palate, at once lush, chaste, soaring, and humble…gee, wonder what form of the Mass he celebrated? :)

    3. Sid says:

      What poems by Hopkins? Surely “The Windhover”. What else? My favorites: “The Wreck of the Deutschland” — good for this season of Lent — and “The Leaden Echo and the Golden Echo”. And see his sermon on the Sacred Heart.

    4. AnnAsher says:

      Be right over!
      Actually my 17 y/o son and I have been discussing Francis Thompson of late and The Hound of Heaven. We will be having Stroganoff for dinner; I will enjoy some Gnarly Head old vine Zin. Bought it because the name was funny- find it rather deliciously plummy.

    5. Grabski says:

      some day a primer on what pasta goes with which sort of sauce would help!

    6. crowe4519 says:

      For my money, the best Hopkins poem for Lent (or pre-Lent) is “The Habit of Perfection” (1866) — a lovely lyric about fasting and self-denial.

    7. James Joseph says:

      I just ate lasagna.

    8. pablo says:

      At least Strozzapreti (“priest choker” in Italian) Spaghetti isn’t on the menu.

      *

    9. APX says:

      I’m attempting your Rainbow trout and fennel recipe, and I stress the attempting part seeing how despite going to two grocery stores I could only get three of the ingredients: olive oil, an onion, and a lemon. It’s not even rainbow trout; it’s fillets of some random fish I’ve never heard of. I fear what the results will be. I’ve never had to make so many substitutions before.

    10. APX: never fear! It’ll be great!

    11. APX says:

      Fr Z: Anything is great when you’ve been living off spaghettini with ground beef and mushroom soup sauce. (FYI: Mushroom soup is the answer to all life’s cooking disasters.)

      Actually, it didn’t taste half bad. The sauce just seemed a little too runny and I had nothing to thicken it with. It looked good, so my roommates are all impressed by my adept cooking skills.

    12. Hopkins is wonderful … though not easy. He is one of those poets who is completely one-of-a-kind. (My favorites are ‘In the Valley of the Elwy’, ‘Spring and Fall’, and the “As kingfishers catch fire” sonnet … right now anyway. In a different mood I’d probably pick different ones — and anyone who can produce a title like “That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection” certainly has something going for them!)

    13. irishgirl says:

      I’ll probably have pasta with frozen veggies [broccoli] tomorrow night for dinner.
      Wish I could get some friends to come to my house to discuss good books-not many around here who would understand them, however!

    14. JARay says:

      The “Divine Office” as used in England and Australia has three of G.M. Hopkins poems in.
      “That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire….”, “Pied Beauty” and “God’s Grandeur”.
      He certainly is one-of-a-kind. I studied him at College and wrote a thesis on him. I love his work.

    15. Christophe says:

      Must have been a wonderful evening, dinner and Hopkins. My favorite line, from Though Are Indeed Just, Lord, If I Contend:

      birds build—but not I build; no, but strain,
      Time’s eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes.
      Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.

    16. Maltese says:

      Wish I could be there! In absentia, here is “Pied Beauty” (to think this Priest didn’t publish until after death!) :

      GLORY be to God for dappled things—
      For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
      For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
      Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
      Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;
      And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

      All things counter, original, spare, strange;
      Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
      With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
      He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
      Praise him.

      Also, if you haven’t read “Exiles” by Catholic author Ron Hanson (http://www.amazon.com/Exiles-Novel-Ron-Hansen/dp/0374150974), also about Hopkins, it’s drop-out brilliant!”

      Finally, if I were attending I would come armed with an old port off winebid; my wife and I have had mixed results with their regular wines, but every old port we’ve acquired has been wonderful!

      E.g.: http://www.winebid.com/Item/3476376 Trust me, I’ve never paid this for a Port, but 20 people pitching in $20 a piece would be in for a tasting of a lifetime! I have paid $35 for a port from the 70′s, though, that was fantastic.