Hi. I’m Sports Editor Jeff Rosen, and I’m this week’s “Stuff I Like” writer.
Hi, Jeff …
I was happy to oblige because I’ve really enjoyed reading and sampling my Star colleagues’ recommendations. Hopefully you have, too. Heck, you might even find some inspiration in the words that follow in this little number I’m calling “Stuff I Like, The All-Jeffed-Up Edition.”
My guilty pleasures trend offbeat and banal: “Black Mirror,” if they ever make another one (curse you, Terez Paylor, for getting me hooked on a series that … just … stopped); “Survivor” (my wife and I have watched without fail since the beginning); “Cops” (nope, not kidding); and, now, Texas Flip’n Move, a DIY series about house-flippers in Fort Worth who bid on dilapidated digs, move them to a staging area and restore them for profit. Having spent six-plus years in Houston, I enjoy Texafied banter. I’ve even found myself calling things “rascal,” as in, “Might-could file your story soon, friend; this rascal of a deadline ain’t gonna meet itself.”
Some days I get really fed up with the digital revolution. My silent protest is to choose analog. This is how I came to possess two watches that you have to wind every day, and a circa-1960 Yashica twin-lens reflex camera I bought off Craigslist. I purchase film online and get it developed and printed at a little place in Overland Park called Process One. Nothing beats grabbing the camera and tripod and tooling around the weathered brick buildings and railroad tracks in the West Bottoms for an afternoon of picture-making.
Does every transplant to the Midwest go through this? As summer nears I’m haunted by visions of the beach: frothy white waves lapping the shore, pelicans gliding silently overhead, glistening sand and turquoise water as far as the squinting, winter-weary eye can see. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy our terra-firma cradle here. But my itch for the coast, it’s persistent as a tick, and I’m certain you’ll eventually find me posted up permanently with a Destin or Outer Banks address. I might be ordering the Waffle House senior special by the time it does, but oh yes, it’s going to happen.
Good music moves me, but today’s pop doesn’t get it done. As a friend’s dad used to tell us as kids, Can’t polish a turd. Give me tunes by the great Muddy Waters, Mazzy Star (Hope Sandoval’s voice is straight bliss), George Strait (King of Country!), Rick Ross (King of Rap!) and Chris Cornell, if for no other reason than he lived hard, rocked hard and was by all accounts a sweet soul who sadly just died too soon. I’m also into Honeysuckle right now. Really good contemporary bluegrass.
I could eat Mexican food every day for the rest of my life. But in hopes of avoiding the temptation to order some fattening cheesy enchiladas, I’ll instead choose to tell you about a couple of good Asian places I’ve discovered in Johnson County. At Oishi, a newish sushi joint off Shawnee Mission Parkway and Quivira Road, try the namesake Oishi Roll, which features light tempura shrimp, mango and spicy crab. At Lemongrass Thai in old Overland Park, you cannot go wrong with crispy duck, the galanga soup or any of their rainbow of curries. Both places also offer nice dinner salads, with tangy dressing and fresh greens. Those are things I love, too.