Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Why are there only two seasons in Chicago?
I am from Chicago. Yes, born and raised, and our weather, like our politicians, is quite "Windy." Every year, the same ol' griping- 6 ft. of snow, and we're shoviling our driveways... in March. Now it's June, and I've got a cold because it changed from 50- 88 degrees in 2 days. But I do love the spontinaity of our weather. It keeps us on our toes. Maybe us true Chicagoans feel more thick skinned because our weather keeps us from certain climate control "certainties."
I was reading a bit from "The New York Times" today, and there were a few eye-catching articles in the "Dining In" section. One segment was about a poetic short story author from Russia. Lara Vanyra's stories add humor and the nostaglisms of food, she divideds a space between cultures, and in the end gives us cute relatable stories.
The other article which captured a bit of my inner "wino" and weather observer, was one on a new wave of winerys "branching" out in India. I love India, always have been inspired and enthrolled by it's culture and beauty. My favorite friends when I was little were Indian. I was mesmorized by the small shrines they made room for in their modest Chicago-suburban bungalows. Anyways, Even until now, my best friend, and fellow world-jet-setter, Roshni, has a graceful, yet humbling way of incorporating her traditions into her overly-new-wave-modern-fly by your seat, corporate life-style.
What I mean is she can get down with her hip-hop groves, and fold them into an orgami-like budding Indian flower dance. It blows me away. That's how I want to live my life, gracefully tieing the two worlds together, a new up-beat techno, richly morphed into the "Tarantella." But, back to this story written on the new Winerys in India. It was fascinating to me to think of going to my local Binny's and buying a nice shiraz-cabernet blend... from India. That would be the most delighful compliment to any worldly dish. The idea that their seasons are oposite, could bring a new market, a new demographic of buyers and tasters. The region Nasik was mentioned as having a reputation as the Napa of India. I just found that to be beautiful. As so many of us can realte to that one fabulous movie, "Sideways" we can actually see and feel that California breeze. And, we've seen it before, whether it's in the rolling Tuscan Hills, or the darting slopes of the vineyards in the Bordeaux, it's all relative, and relatable, and possible.
But, that leaves us to believing, there is no other region like in Chicago. This city was plucked in the Mid-west and sought after for it's brave and lustrius "Lake." The connecting Chicago River that made all trades and movment possible to the mighty Mississippi, are just a few of the many amazing pioneering moments, in our nation's great history. Being from Chicago helps me see in all the little ways our nation came togther, how it can't be copied, and how it will perservere... forever. And us true Chicagoans will continue to complain about the weather, but we'll never really leave, and we'll wait for others to come. Whether it's for the Olympics, or a certain President's address...we know for sure the weather will be unpredictable.
I was reading a bit from "The New York Times" today, and there were a few eye-catching articles in the "Dining In" section. One segment was about a poetic short story author from Russia. Lara Vanyra's stories add humor and the nostaglisms of food, she divideds a space between cultures, and in the end gives us cute relatable stories.
The other article which captured a bit of my inner "wino" and weather observer, was one on a new wave of winerys "branching" out in India. I love India, always have been inspired and enthrolled by it's culture and beauty. My favorite friends when I was little were Indian. I was mesmorized by the small shrines they made room for in their modest Chicago-suburban bungalows. Anyways, Even until now, my best friend, and fellow world-jet-setter, Roshni, has a graceful, yet humbling way of incorporating her traditions into her overly-new-wave-modern-fly by your seat, corporate life-style.
What I mean is she can get down with her hip-hop groves, and fold them into an orgami-like budding Indian flower dance. It blows me away. That's how I want to live my life, gracefully tieing the two worlds together, a new up-beat techno, richly morphed into the "Tarantella." But, back to this story written on the new Winerys in India. It was fascinating to me to think of going to my local Binny's and buying a nice shiraz-cabernet blend... from India. That would be the most delighful compliment to any worldly dish. The idea that their seasons are oposite, could bring a new market, a new demographic of buyers and tasters. The region Nasik was mentioned as having a reputation as the Napa of India. I just found that to be beautiful. As so many of us can realte to that one fabulous movie, "Sideways" we can actually see and feel that California breeze. And, we've seen it before, whether it's in the rolling Tuscan Hills, or the darting slopes of the vineyards in the Bordeaux, it's all relative, and relatable, and possible.
But, that leaves us to believing, there is no other region like in Chicago. This city was plucked in the Mid-west and sought after for it's brave and lustrius "Lake." The connecting Chicago River that made all trades and movment possible to the mighty Mississippi, are just a few of the many amazing pioneering moments, in our nation's great history. Being from Chicago helps me see in all the little ways our nation came togther, how it can't be copied, and how it will perservere... forever. And us true Chicagoans will continue to complain about the weather, but we'll never really leave, and we'll wait for others to come. Whether it's for the Olympics, or a certain President's address...we know for sure the weather will be unpredictable.
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