Want s’mores — The Hippo — 10/26/23

John Fladd considers the s’more — that warm, gooey, crunchy, melty blend of marshmallow, chocolate and graham cracker that would go so perfectly with a late October campfire — from all angles, getting experts to weigh in on the perfect chocolate, the various approaches to marshmallow and even how to build a good fire. Along the way, he offers other recipes that bring those familiar flavors together, rounding it all off with a s’mores martini.

Also on the cover Michael Witthaus talks to comedian Steve Bjork, who will bring the laughs to Murphy’s Taproom in Manchester on Saturday, Oct. 28 (see the story on page 33). Find more comedy shows in the Comedy This Week listings on page 38. Author Jodi Picoult comes to the Palace Theatre (page 18). Jals Cuisine Bantu brings African cuisine to Nashua (page 27).

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Want s’mores — The Hippo — 10/26/23

John Fladd considers the s’more — that warm, gooey, crunchy, melty blend of marshmallow, chocolate and graham cracker that would go so perfectly with a late October campfire — from all angles, getting experts to weigh in on the perfect chocolate, the various approaches to marshmallow and even how to build a good fire. Along the way, he offers other recipes that bring those familiar flavors together, rounding it all off with a s’mores martini.

Also on the cover Michael Witthaus talks to comedian Steve Bjork, who will bring the laughs to Murphy’s Taproom in Manchester on Saturday, Oct. 28 (see the story on page 33). Find more comedy shows in the Comedy This Week listings on page 38. Author Jodi Picoult comes to the Palace Theatre (page 18). Jals Cuisine Bantu brings African cuisine to Nashua (page 27).

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Staying close to home

Comic Steve Bjork hits Manchester

If not for his tight New England bonds, things might have been different for Steve Bjork. In the late 1990s he was approached for the role of a young Fred Flintstone in the prequel The Flintstones in Viva Rock Vegas. Problem was he’d have to audition in Los Angeles. Bjork politely declined; he’d left his native Massachusetts to try the West Coast for a while, and decided it wasn’t for him.

“It occurred to me seeing some people that were struggling in L.A. for decades that I could potentially be one of those,” he said in a recent phone interview. “Or I could go home, have comedy and my family and everything I wanted.” He was married, with a stepson and a day job, spending his weekends doing standup. Bjork wasn’t looking to change any of that.

However, the eager casting agent was undeterred and called back two days later.

“She goes, ‘Listen, I keep hearing your name, I’ve seen your headshot, I’ve seen a clip, and we really want to see you. How about we move the audition to New York City?’ I said, ‘No, I appreciate it, but I’m not chasing that anymore.’”

The movie got made, with British actor Mark Addy in the lead. Addy went on to star opposite Jamie Gertz in the sitcom Still Standing, which ran for four seasons, and later played Robert Baratheon on Game of Thrones.

“Hypothetically speaking, I could have been on TV, married to Jamie Gertz and then King Robert Baratheon,” Bjork said with a laugh.

It turned out OK for Bjork, who regularly headlines throughout the region, including an upcoming show at Murphy’s Taproom in Manchester on Oct. 28. His family grew when he and his then wife fostered and later adopted four kids from a troubled background. They’re now in their teens and the source of some great material, including a memorable bit about getting them all off to school on time.

The experience of turning down a role weighed on him, though, to the point where he would leave comedy.

“I was working full-time,” he said, “and Friday afternoon, I’d be like, ‘I don’t feel like doing my show tonight.’ It occurred to me: who the hell am I? People want to pay me to tell jokes and I’m not that interested in it? I should get out of the way for somebody who has more passion.”

He left the business for 10 years, returning, he said, “because I couldn’t stay away anymore. Now, every single time I get on stage I’m thankful. If there’s five people, if there’s 15 hundred, it’s the highlight of my day. My goal is to connect with the audience, not just make them laugh … after the show, I want them to be compelled to come up and talk to me. Hopefully, I brighten their day.”

Inspired to become a comic by listening to Bill Cosby as a kid, Bjork always works clean — comedy parlance for no profanity or adult content in his set. “Unless he’s dating you, there’s nobody cleaner than Cosby,” he said. When Eddie Murphy put out his first record, his mom bought it for their family to hear together, an experience that steeled his resolve.

There were no lovable Saturday Night Live characters on Murphy’s album. “It was standup, and everybody knows at this point, it’s filthy,” Bjork said. “It’s hysterical by the way — but it’s filthy.” He watched his mother squirm for about eight minutes until she ended the ordeal. The aspiring comic then vowed he’d never make anyone feel that uncomfortable if he could.

While studying at Salem State College, he got a kitchen job at a nearby comedy club and studied the craft. “The boom was huge,” he said. “This club in the middle of nowhere was selling out every night. There was this big dirt parking lot, and the line was stretched out to the street.” By the time he started working, things had cooled a bit, and it’s ebbed and flowed since.

These days Bjork likes what he’s seeing in New England comedy.

“Since I started, it’s gone through peaks and valleys as far as interest from the public,” he said. “Right now there’s a lot of shows going on; people are coming out. We’ve got a younger generation that’s working at it, and working hard. It’s a great scene.”

There’s another trend that Bjork finds encouraging: “People are a lot more personal on stage,” he said. “Showing vulnerabilities, talking about their real lives as opposed to, ‘What happened to peanuts on the airplane?’ Gary Gulman a couple of years ago did this entire special about his battles with depression. It was really empowering, and I think so helpful to so many people who struggle with that. It was very brave of him.”

One reason Bjork likes this comes from his other work as a speaker.

“My phrase is ‘mental health is contagious,’” he said of the talks he gives to corporate audiences. “Look, life is crap wall to wall. Moments of laughter … you really need to embrace those, cradle them, and hold on to them as well as you can; even think back to them when you’re struggling again. That’s what gets you through.”

Steve Bjork w/ Mona Forgione, Emily Mame Ford and TBA
When: Saturday, Oct. 28, 8 p.m.
Where: Murphy’s Taproom, 494 Elm St., Manchester
Tickets: $20 at humantix.com

Featured photo: Steve Bjork. Courtesy photo.

The Music Roundup 23/10/26

Local music news & events

  • Anniversary: Though his current tour is a celebration of his breakthrough album, Eric Hutchinson almost didn’t make Sounds Like This. Before recording began in 2007, Hutchinson was so frustrated with sparsely attended shows and multiple releases that landed without a trace that he nearly quit music. To avoid having to tell friends and family he’d failed, he pressed on with sessions that produced memorable tracks like “You Don’t Have to Believe Me.” Thursday, Oct. 26, 8 p.m., Tupelo Music Hall, 10 A St., Derry, tickets $35 at tupelomusichall.com.
  • Homecoming: Don’t worry about hearing unfamiliar songs when Godsmack performs with opening band Extreme, as the regional favorites recently announced they are finished making new music with the release of Light Up the Sky. From now on, nothing but hits. “You need to honor that career and go out and give the people what they want to hear,” front man Sully Erna told Metal Injection in February. “And that’s what we’re looking forward to.” Friday, Oct. 27, 7:30 p.m., SNHU Arena, 555 Elm St., Manchester, $39.50 and up at snhuarena.com.
  • Miraculous: There have been more than a few milestones this year for Amy Grant, including her first new songs in over a decade. Nothing compares, though, to her recovery from a bicycle accident that caused brain trauma severe enough that she had to re-learn the words to many songs from her catalog. Now Grant is back on an extensive tour that stops in the Lakes Region, grateful for the chance to perform “Baby, Baby” and other hits for delighted audiences. Saturday, Oct. 28, 8 pm., Colonial Theatre, 609 Main St., Laconia, $59 and up at etix.com.
  • Songsmith: Andrew Geano is a singer-songwriter with a variety of influences including John Mayer, Liz Phair and Jeff Buckley. His most recent single is the brooding “Head Voice” with its ominous refrain of “careful, careful … keep your head down.” Geano has a 6 p.m. evening set at Manchester’s Backyard Brewery on Saturday and another to the north the next day in the afternoon. Sunday, Oct. 29, 1 p.m., Contoocook Cider Co., 656 Gould Hill Road, Contoocook, andrewgeanomusic.com.
  • Jazzman: In addition to being a premier trumpet player and composer, Benny Benack III is a great vocalist and his latest, Third Time’s The Charm, is garnering solid reviews. He’s in Portsmouth for with his band. Wednesday, Nov. 1, 7:30 p.m., Jimmy’s Jazz & Blues Club, 135 Congress St., Portsmouth, ticketmaster.com.

Killers of the Flower Moon (R)

Oil-rich members of the Osage Nation become targets for con men in 1920s Oklahoma in Killers of the Flower Moon, a Martin Scorsese-directed and -cowritten movie based on the non-fiction book by David Grann.

Ernest Burkhart (Leonardo DiCaprio) returns stateside from serving in the Army in World War I to live with his uncle William King Hale (Robert De Niro) at his cattle ranch in Oklahoma. Call me uncle or King, Hale says to Ernest, which gives you a sense of how Hale thought about himself and his importance. Calling himself the “King of the Osage Hills,” Hale has learned the Osage language and has positioned himself as the friend to his Osage neighbors, who have grown rich due to the discovery of oil on their land. More than 2,000 people, and their legal descendants (who can be Osage or white), have headrights to the oil money. Their wealth has attracted all manner of scammers, from the guys overcharging for family photos to the government that hands out money in a conservatorship for fully grown adults under the guise of helping them manage their money. Hale would be one of those scammers, with his “I speak your language” shtick being a very thin veneer over his greed and racism. Also among the scammers are the white men who marry into Osage families to get a piece of the oil rights — particularly if their wives should meet bad ends.

When Ernest meets unmarried Osage woman Mollie Kyle (Lily Gladstone) while working as a driver, Hale encourages him to court and marry her to get their family connected to her family’s headrights to the oil money. When Ernest marries Mollie, she gains a husband but over time loses her sisters and mother, Lizzie Q. (Tantoo Cardinal), to either suspicious illnesses or violence. Mollie also struggles with her health — she has diabetes. Hale is able to help her receive the relatively new medicine that is insulin but strangely (a-hem) it seems to be making her sicker.

Meanwhile, we see Ernest and Hale work to get other people out of their way, from Osage people Hale figures out how to make money from to others who could implicate him in his crimes. It takes a long time and a lot of deaths before the pleas of Mollie and others in the tribe to the federal government to send someone to investigate the murders of Osage people are answered in the form of FBI agents led by Tom White (Jesse Plemmons).

Killers of the Flower Moon has what I think of as the Gangs of New York problem. Here, like with that Scorsese film, the central Leonardo DiCaprio story is significantly less interesting than all the stuff around it. The story of the Osage Nation — its history, the tensions between generations, how the money changed the culture, the relationship with the federal government, the Osage relationship to the white people drawn to the area by the money — is infinitely more compelling than the story of this one shifty dirtbag and his huckster dirtbag uncle, particularly when you’re comparing the can’t-look-away magnetism of Lily Gladstone to DiCaprio or even De Niro. She absolutely commands your attention and gives Mollie a depth and complexity, and everything gets a little dimmer when she’s not on the screen.

Comparatively, Ernest and his uncle just seem like grifters — and not particularly clever ones. The star wattage of DiCaprio (and some gross but fascinating teeth) and De Niro (who looks like he’s cosplaying Harry Truman) don’t make the characters feel any more substantial. They feel like petty criminals who stumbled into a big score. The way their criminality is supported by a whole crooked, racist system of who has legal rights, justice and opportunity in 1920s Oklahoma is probably the most interesting element about them.

You get the sense from the movie that Scorsese knows that the central crime and its criminals aren’t as compelling as these other factors — especially the Osage people. According to all the stories I’ve read about this movie, he started off wanting to make a movie from the FBI point of view (or, really, BOI — Bureau of Investigation, as it was then called) and then shifted perspective to focus more on the Osage and Mollie’s story. That’s a good decision and how earnestly he’s made it becomes particularly clear with the movie’s final scenes — the final shot literally puts Osage people at the center and fills the screen with their story. But there are elements that we either get to see only briefly or don’t really see at all. We never really get an explanation of what the marrying white men arrangement does for Mollie and her sisters, why they agree to marry these men even though they sort of always suspect that the men are after them for their money. The movie gets us close to Mollie but it never quite lets us see through her eyes, to understand from her perspective.

All that said, this movie works more than it doesn’t. Gladstone is, as expected, great. Maybe we never quite break through on understanding Mollie but Gladstone does a lot with what she’s given — her still face just considering a person or situation can say more than a soliloquy. And while she doesn’t have a lot of scenes with Cardinal’s Lizzie, I feel like you get a lot about their mother-daughter dynamics from what we do get.

DiCaprio makes a good villain — sometimes a little too good; the movie doesn’t quite sell me on why Mollie stays with Ernest — and has not a trace of that DiCaprio glamour. De Niro isn’t the star here but he gives some heft and personality to a weaselly character.

There is also a lot of technical craft and beauty to this film, which creates a visually interesting world and then moves through it, like, Scorsesily. I felt his eye on this in a way that wasn’t as self-referential as, say, The Irishman but was like a showcase for his skill — with putting people in vistas, with moving through space. This movie is three hours and 26 minutes long but it doesn’t drag or feel excessively flabby to me. There is an energy to this movie that helps keep your attention throughout.

Killers of the Flower Moon is solid drama movie fare, made exceptional by Gladstone’s performance. B+

Rated R for violence, some grisly images and language, according to the MPA on filmratings.com. Directed by Martin Scorsese with a screenplay by Eric Roth and Martin Scorsese (based on the nonfiction book of the same name by David Gann), Killers of the Flower Moon is three hours and 26 minutes long and is distributed in theaters by Apple Films.

Featured photo: Killers of the Flower Moon.

Be Useful by Arnold Schwarzenegger

Be Useful, Arnold Schwarzenegger (Penguin Press, 263 pages)

“Be useful,” Arnold Schwarzenegger’s father used to tell him, and it’s good advice. It’s also a great book title, especially when paired with the subtitle “Seven tools for life.” That’s likely a play on two books by a certain controversial Canadian psychologist, but it works, especially in the hands of a body-building movie star and former politician. Unfortunately, it’s about the only thing that works in this self-aggrandizing collection of platitudes and boasts that is sub-par even for the genre known as “self-help.”

Where to start? How about the cover? Perhaps Schwarzenegger wasn’t channeling his inner Donald Trump mugshot with this dark and unsmiling closeup, but they’ve both got the same vibe: angry men you don’t want to brush up against in an alley. Don’t judge a book by its cover and all that, but also don’t scare off the readers. That said, Schwarzenegger is 76, and looking better than some others in his Hollywood cohort, reason enough to check out his rules in case there’s anything helpful there.

Schwarzenegger begins with an introduction in which he rattles off his accomplishments as if introducing himself as the keynote at a Rotary Club dinner. (As governor of California, he implemented “environmental policies that inspired the world” and passed “some of the most groundbreaking, cutting-edge policies that state government has ever seen” and so forth). He also briefly confronts some of his very public failures — the breakup of his marriage to Maria Shriver because of infidelity, and the loss of reputation and movie projects after that. To be fair, he owns it: “I blew up my family,” he wrote. “No failure has ever felt worse than that.” But a page later, he’s back to celebrating himself, writing, “If you’re ever read anything about me, though, you probably already know that I didn’t give up.”

And way too soon comes the line we knew was coming but could have done without: “Like I always tell you, I’ll be back.”

OK, then. On to the rules, each one of which comprises a chapter. We can quickly dispense with the first three, which are standard fare for the genre: “Have a clear vision,” “Never think small” and “Work your (expletive) off.” There’s not much in here that you couldn’t have written yourself, except maybe for the part about developing your clear vision by sitting in your Jacuzzi. Because, of course, that’s where inspiration comes from — not walking for hours around London at night, which is how Charles Dickens wrote “A Christmas Carol.”

“There’s something about the hot water and the steam, about the hum of the jets and the rush of the bubbles. The feeling of floating, of not being able to feel the weight of my own body, sharpens all my other senses and opens me up to everything around me. The Jacuzzi gives me twenty to thirty minutes of mental clarity. It’s where I do some of my best thinking,” Schwarzenegger writes.

This was startling to me, not that a movie star hangs out regularly in his Jacuzzi, but because suddenly I began to think I’d gotten it wrong, that this book was comedy, not self-help. Particularly when I read the next sentence: “Sitting in the Jacuzzi is where I got the idea for my speech to the American people after the events of Jan. 6, 2021.”

In that speech, which I’d completely forgotten but was easily found online, he said he wanted to help the American people in their time of distress, which is why he made the video, and that Trump would soon be as irrelevant as an old tweet, a statement that hasn’t aged well. But if you were moved by that speech, the backstory is all here.

Moving on to Rule 4, “Sell, sell, sell.” In this chapter Schwarzenegger extols the value of visualization, confidence and publicity, and why it’s helpful to let people underestimate you (they’ll be blown away when you exceed their expectations later).

Rule 5, “Shift gears,” sounds like a guide to pivoting when things aren’t going well, but is actually more of an ode to positivity, and not of the Norman Vincent Peale kind.

Schwarzenegger grew up in Thal, Austria, under conditions that many contemporary Americans might consider child abuse. His father, for example, required that he do 200 knee bends every morning to “earn” his breakfast and Schwarzenegger writes that his father would sometimes “come home drunk after work and hit us. Those times were very hard.”

But, he said, he chose to recognize that “on the vast majority of days my father was a good dad” and the difficulties he encountered in childhood helped to make him the person he is today. He also notes, however, that his brother grew up to be an alcoholic and eventually died in a drunk driving accident, so that formula for success is not one-size-fits-all. There’s a deeper, more poignant book in the brothers’ stories and how their lives turned out so differently, and the fact that it’s buried under talk about positive thinking is a bit unsettling.

The final rules are “Shut your mouth, open your mind,” and “Break your mirrors,” the latter a line that Schwarzenegger got from his former father-in-law, the late Sargent Shriver, who said in a speech in 1994 that we need to stop looking so much at ourselves and look at each other. It’s solid advice, particularly in the age of the selfie, and is an unexpectedly serious note on which to end, particularly after all the Jacuzzi nonsense.

On his way to becoming a champion bodybuilder, Schwarzegegger worked out five hours every day, and he says that as his goals evolved he took that same chunk of time and put it into whatever he was striving to be good at — first actor, then politician. That information suggests that there’s much more to this man than showmanship, and we get glimpses of depth in this book. Unfortunately too much of it dwells in the shallows, and it rises only to the level of a Dollar Store book. D

Album Reviews 23/10/26

Hugo’s Voyage, Inception (Frontiers Music)

No matter how popular they become, bands that start out as cover bands — i.e., bands that play other bands’ music — are, in general, at a hopeless disadvantage when they decide to make their own music. This is a tribute band whose specialty is playing nothing but Journey songs, which is as good an excuse as any to remind readers that I was going to be the Dave in the local Van Halen tribute band Diver Down, but the guitarist wanted me to stop sounding like Album Quality Dave and just be Lousy Live Version Dave, so it never happened. Matter of fact, if anyone knows whatever happened to New Hampshire’s favorite Pat Benatar tribute singer, Gail Savage, I’d be really curious to know about it; I asked around but apparently no one knows. Anyhow, if you like Journey, this album sounds exactly like the current version of that band, which, ironically replaced their original singer with a dude whom the band saw doing Journey covers on YouTube. Funny how things work out, isn’t it? No new ground broken at all here, of course, but the songs are, you know, just fine. A-

Rick Bogart, What A Wonderful World (Arabesque Records)

Glad to have been made aware of this February release just now; it’s up for a Grammy, not that I have any say in such things. It’s timely, regardless; no holiday albums have shown up in my mailbox this year as of yet, but this one would definitely work if you’re just trying to get in a holly-jolly mood. If you never would have guessed, this is a collection of Louis Armstrong classics led by rendered through a light, tinkly, Champagne-tinted lens, with a dual-edged nod toward modern New York City club-jazz and mid-sized New Orleans combos, although the former wins out by a mile in my view; it’d be well-placed backgrounding a wedding reception, holiday party or whatever. All the great tunes are here, from “Hello Dolly” to the title track to “A Kiss To Build A Dream On”; if you’ve ever owned a disk of Satchmo tunes, this will all be familiar territory. “Way Down Yonder In New Orleans” is a new one on me, not that I’m an Armstrong expert; I’m used to the Al Jolson version but this does the trick nicely (if politely) enough.

Playlist

• Yay, the next crop of rock ‘n’ roll CDs comes out on Oct. 27, which is this year’s opening day for Halloween! As everyone knows, Halloween is the real start to the holiday season, which is backward, because Halloween should come after New Year’s Day, the worst of all the holidays unless you have someone brand new and special to watch the ball drop with. For everyone else, New Year’s is the most miserable time of the year, with all its pointlessness and beginner-level beer-chugging, so the best way to walk off the whole experience would be if Halloween came afterward, so that there’d be Dracula movies and snack-sized Reese’s Cups and skeletons around to help us forget the real-life horrors of the previous year! But no, Halloween is here, and there will be albums, I haven’t even checked the list yet, I’ll bet there’s a Christmas album in there from someone like Skee-Lo or Coldplay or someone else whose career is way past its sell-by date, let’s go have a look! Hm, nope, no holiday collections, but there it is, bazinga, a new album from everyone’s favorite acid-dropping Australians, King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard, called The Silver Cord! It is psychedelic and trippy like always, what else were you expecting?

• Let’s see here, OK, History Books is the sixth studio album from New Jersey rockers The Gaslight Anthem, whose recent reformation after a seven-year hiatus only happened because one of the members was cajoled into it by none other than Bruce Springsteen, who, as it happens, guests on the video for the album’s title track. What this tells us is that Bruuuce is the gatekeeper to the entire New Jersey rock scene, but let’s leave it all be, because the song isn’t bad at all. It’s a loping affair that combines Goo Goo Dolls and Amos Lee; it’s OK if you like good songs, which many people don’t these days, of course.

• So, 1989 (Taylor’s Version) is the newest album from registered 4channer Taylor Swift, and her second this year. It’s simply a re-recording of her 2014 album, which she can get away with because only jerks really hate her, because jelly much? Luckily my attitude toward that corporate-manufactured diva is similar to the one Tommy Lee Jones exhibited in The Fugitive when Harrison Ford had him trapped in the sewer and was trying to convince him he didn’t commit any crimes, like, when some internet person tries to tell me that Taylor Swift will save democracy or bring balance to the universe or whatnot, I just hold my hands up in surrender and say, “I don’t care.” But that’s not to say that she’s a bad artist or doesn’t have great taste in future ex-boyfriends; if you have a 9-year-old daughter you’ll simply have to go buy this new CD of needlessly re-rubbed songs and play it in the car until you’re driven to rendering it useless by scratching the disk with your car key and telling your Precious Princess that your Amex is maxed out and you can’t afford another copy. Just trying to help.

• We’ll end with indie darlings The Mountain Goats, because even I have to admit they’re awesome, so I’m going to go out on a limb and assume that their new LP, Jenny from Thebes, will contain a song that I can stomach! Fans of this alt-rock outfit know that the original lineup consisted of only one person, frontman John Darnielle, until he started hiring all sorts of people to contribute to his albums, playing banjos and cellos and violins, and now Mountain Goats is sort of settled on a quartet setup. This record is said to be a rock opera, so I am already nervous that it will suck, but I shall nevertheless go see what the deal is with the new single, “Clean Slate.” Right, right, it’s Ben Folds-ish, poppy, danceable, the coda sounds like a cross between Springsteen and Calexico.

If you’re in a local band, now’s a great time to let me know about your EP, your single, whatever’s on your mind. Let me know how you’re holding yourself together without being able to play shows or jam with your homies. Send a recipe for keema matar. Message me on Twitter (@esaeger) or Facebook (eric.saeger.9).

Gin Punch

We’ve all done it. We’ve all planned our ideal dinner party — what we’d serve, how we’d dress, and most importantly, who we’d invite.

The guest list is the most intriguing part of this mental exercise.

We’d have to limit the guest list to eight people — four men and four women. Fewer than that, and you can’t fit in all your “must-invites”; more than that, and there won’t be one conversation, there will be four or five. All must be alive, as of this week, and no family members are allowed. It’s like a wedding — by the time you invite all the people you should invite, there isn’t room for the people you really want to invite.

So here’s my provisional list.

The Men

Me – I know I said no relatives, but I think I can make an exception for myself.

Robert Krulwich – Science reporter and former host of RadioLab. A charming guy.

Cheech Marin – Comedian and well-respected art collector. Brilliant and allegedly very nice.

Carlos Santana – Genius guitarist. He makes a point of collaborating with radically different artists.

The Women

Naziyah Mahmood – Martial artist model and astrophysicist. I imagine everything she says, down to her morning coffee order, is fascinating.

Lucy Worsley – British historian and famously nice lady.

Esperanza Spalding – Jazz genius, and probably the best bassist alive today.

Salima Ikram – Archaeologist and Egyptologist. Again, staggeringly fascinating.

So far, so good. All but one of these people are brilliant. They are all personable and fascinating.

But is that enough?

A good dinner party guest should have interesting things to say, but the very best ones are also excellent, dynamic listeners. How well do they play with others?

I have the feeling that Robert Krulwich would be fascinated by Naziyah Mahmood, who would charm Esperanza Spalding. She, in turn, would have Cheech Marin hypnotized by her beauty and, well, hipness. I would love to hear the conversation that he would have with Salima Ikram. I would just try very hard not to embarrass myself.

The point being, it’s not about who is brilliant on their own as much as it is what kind of chemistry they have together.

Which brings us to gin punch.

A good punch is supposed to be made of fantastic ingredients — also eight, in this case — that each add something to the whole but don’t dominate it. A fantasy dinner party of a cocktail, if you will.

Gin Punch

  • Peel of half a lemon – just the outside yellow part, not the bitter white part underneath.
  • Large teaspoonful of your favorite jam. Raspberry is a popular choice, but I like rose.
  • 2½ ounces dry gin
  • ¼ ounce triple sec
  • ¼ ounce ginger brandy
  • ½ ounce fresh squeezed lemon juice
  • ¼ ounce grenadine or simple syrup, depending on how pink you want this punch to be.
  • Dash of celery bitters

Muddle the lemon peel thoroughly in the bottom of a cocktail shaker.

Add the jam and muddle it again.

Add the rest of the ingredients, then use the muddler to stir everything, thereby rinsing the last of the jam off the muddler.

Add ice, and shake until very cold.

Strain over fresh ice in a coupe glass. Sip while listening to Esperanza Spalding; you won’t be sorry.

As with our imaginary dinner party, this punch is greater than its parts. The gin and lemon juice give it authority and keep it from becoming too sweet. The ginger is just barely detectable, as are the celery bitters. The jam doesn’t dominate the conversation but has something nice to say about your shoes.

This might actually be a good drink to serve at your next dinner party.

John Fladd is a veteran Hippo writer, a father, writer and cocktail enthusiast, living in New Hampshire.

Featured photo: Parmentier. Photo by John Fladd.

In the kitchen with Chris Ballou

Chris Ballou, a sous chef at Americus Restaurant at LaBelle Winery in Derry, discovered his culinary bent in a high school class. He went on to attend the Culinary Institute of America in Hyde Park, New York, where he earned an associate’s degree, and gained experience in Arizona as well. Once back in New Hampshire, he started working at LaBelle Winery in Amherst before working at Americus Restaurant, where he has been for almost four years and enjoys the creative freedom to experiment with a diverse cuisine.

What is your must-have kitchen item?

The kitchen knife is definitely a must-have … but I would say a good stock pot because in culinary school you start everything from scratch and all food starts with good ingredients and my main go-to good ingredient is a good stock, so I think that is essential for me.

What would you have for your last meal?

It would have to be my mom’s pot roast. I played soccer when I was growing up and [on] rainy fall nights after a long soccer game you come home and the house just smells incredible, it’s a nice hearty meal [that] will fill you right up. Perfect for winter nights.

What is your favorite local eatery?

Green Leaf over in Milford. … He does a lot of creative things over there and it [is] amazing.

Name a celebrity you would like to see eating in your restaurant.

My chef out [in] Arizona grew up in France and he was living in the same neighborhood I think down the street of Dominique Crenn and ever since she did that episode on Chef’s Table on Netflix I’ve just been totally wowed, so that would be incredible to see her eating there.

What is your favorite thing on your menu?

I have to say it’s the Mediterranean pizza that we have on the menu. … it’s just spectacular. It’s a 24-hour fermented pizza dough [made] in house … It’s amazing, such a good balance of spicy and sweet and there’s fresh oregano on top to bring it all together. It’s delicious.

What is the biggest food trend in New Hampshire right now?

I see a lot of oriental places popping up. … New Hampshire seems to be diversifying its food a lot more than it was, getting away from the New England cuisine of chowders and such like that.

What is your favorite thing to cook at home?

Chicken piccata. It’s easy, it’s quick, it’s delicious. I’m a big fan of bold, sour flavors too but I like to add sun-dried tomatoes into it to kind of balance it out and give it some sweetness. It’s so easy to do after a long day at work.

Chicken piccata
From the kitchen of Chris Ballou

2 chicken cutlets
1 shallot sliced
1 Tablespoon chopped garlic
1/2 cup chardonnay
1 cup chicken stock
¼ pound butter
2 Tablespoons capers
2 Tablespoons sun-dried tomato
1/2 lemon squeezed
salt and pepper to taste

On medium high heat, sear chicken for about one minute on both sides and remove from pan.
Add shallots and garlic and stir, picking up all the fond (leftover chicken bits on the bottom of pan). Cook until translucent.
Deglaze with wine.
Add in chicken stock, capers and tomatoes.
Add chicken back into the pan. Reduce by ¼.
Add butter and lemon juice, stirring constantly.
Season with salt and pepper.
Serve over rice with your favorite seasonal vegetables.

Featured photo: Chris Ballou. Courtesy photo.

Jals Cuisine Bantu

Bringing the flavors of Africa to Nashua

On Friday, Sept. 22, a VIP launch party was held for the opening of Jals Cuisine Bantu, Nashua’s first African restaurant. Jals Cuisine Bantu is an extension of Mola Foods, a food production company offering the flavors of Africa through spices, sauces, seasonings, teas, marinades and more.

“Mola Foods is a food production manufacturing company, and Jals Cuisine plays the role of showcasing our product with traditional cuisine of Africa,” said LaFortune Djabea, the founder of Mola Foods and Jals Cuisine Bantu. “Mola Foods creates products, and people want to know how to use these products in their cooking. That’s where Jals Cuisine comes into play [by] showcasing how you can utilize Mola Food products in your own cuisine.”

Born and raised in Cameroon, Djabea describes her native country as a melting pot of culture and cuisine from other African countries, such as Zambia, Congo, Nigeria and Ghana. Her grandmother was able to cook in a variety of styles. When a friend of Djabea’s asked her to create a hot sauce using her grandmother’s recipe, she was at first reluctant but eventually decided to accept the challenge, which led to the creation of Mola Foods and, in turn, Jals Cuisine Bantu.

“The flavor is completely traditional of African cuisine, so basically we are introducing a fusion cuisine with the bold flavors of Africa,” Djabea said. “People think African cuisine is spicy but it’s actually not. … If you want to make your food spicy then you add the sauce, but the food itself isn’t spicy, it just has a bunch of spices that people don’t use traditionally on their food here in America. In Africa we use a bunch of spices to bring out those flavors, bring out the boldness [and] the smell. … Whether you want it spicy or not is really based on what you’re looking for. At Jals Cuisine we don’t make food spicy, we give it a kick, and if you want it a little spicier then you’re welcome to utilize one of our hot sauces.”

Menu items include jollof, or thieboudienne, a traditional Senegalese dish consisting of rice, okra, yucca, assorted vegetables and your choice of meat; West African key lime pie; yassa, made with cauliflower or chicken, rice, onions, olives and lime; and fried plantains. Each meal can be made into a vegan option as well. You can dine in at the restaurant or order to take out, with pickup and delivery options available. Meal plan services are also offered.

“African cuisine, and Africa in general, is extremely not represented in Nashua whatsoever,” Djabea said. “It’s a wonderful cuisine [and] the world does not do it justice, and the reason the world doesn’t do African cuisine justice is because of the stigma surrounding Africa itself [and] African people … and that’s unfortunate. … I have made it my mission at Mola Foods and through Jals Cuisine to … repel the stigma … and make people understand that African cuisine is very approachable, delicious and is something that should be acclaimed with the rest of the cuisine.”

Jals Cuisine Bantu
9 Simon St., Nashua
When: Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, 11:30 a.m. to 7 p.m.; Saturday, 4 to 8 p.m.; closed Sunday, Monday and Tuesday
More info: 820-2543; jalscuisinebantu.molafoods.com

Featured photo: Courtesy photo.

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