and the winner is... number 16

Welp, good 'ole honest Abe's 200 birthday was last week. He must have done SOMETHING amazing in order for an entire country to continue his birthday celebrations... two centuries later. In class on Monday Wasconich posed the question, "why is he America's favorite president?" Coincidentally, an article was posted in the NYTimes last week, documenting a society that... dresses up like Lincoln? They are known as the Association of Lincoln Presenters, and spend all year preparing for Presidents Day. They are known as the "19 Lincolns" and take extreme measures to each resemble our 16th president as accurately as possible. Kinda creepy.

The photographer that was hired to take their portraits asked them why they chose Lincoln to imitate, and their answers varied from "It helped me to find myself, becoming Lincoln helped be give up drinking" to "I wanted to share with the wider world my admiration for Lincoln's moral character." I think we should designate a day in which we are each required to show up to class, completely dressed up as the figure in history that "moves" us. I was so be Queen 'lizzy.

I did a little more reasearch as to why Lincoln is admired so. Here are some reasons I cam across:

* The very foundation of Democracy within the United States was defined by Abraham Lincoln as “government of the people, by the people, for the people"

* He left the nation a more perfect Union by ensuring that Federal authority superceded State sovereignty

* also remembered for his great ability at oratory and the 13th amendment to the U.S. Constitution.

changed the course of American history, being remembered best for his introduction of the Emancipation Proclamation which freed all slaves within the Confederacy and changed the civil war from a battle to preserve the Union into a battle for freedom.

* It can truly be said that Lincoln was directly responsible for the maintenance of the Union of the States which he passionately believed was essential to the continuance of the American nation.

* Lincoln never wavered in adherence to the principles he firmly believed in though he adapted and changed policies in the face of changing circumstances and experience to obtain his goals.

I would add that he had a rockin' beard.

Here is some interesting info on other presidents I came across...

* George Bush was ranked 36th out of the 42 men who had been chief executive by the end of 2008. (Nice.)

* After Lincoln, academics rate George Washington, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Theodore Roosevelt and Harry Truman as the best leaders overall.

* Rated worst overall were James Buchanan, Andrew Johnson, Franklin Pierce, William Henry Harrison and Warren G. Harding.

Holy Northanger Abbey!

So how many of you were forced to read "Pride and Prejudice" in your early school years? Now don't get me wrong, I am pretty nerdy for books of all kinds (as depicted in every one of my portraits..) but that book was awfuly uninteresting to me... even as a female (I couldn't imagine reading that book as a middle school boy) who gets off breaking apart themes, analyzing ideologies, and the art of complex syntax (I know. I need an easier button, eh?) So what would have to happen to make this novel interesting enough to read without a gun to your head? Apparently, adding a zombie/monster twist.

The New York Times documented that Quirk Books recently announced the publication of “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies,” an edition of Austen’s classic juiced up with “all-new scenes of bone-crunching zombie mayhem” by a Los Angeles television writer named Seth Grahame-Smith. The book starts off, “It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains.”

Love it.

Then, as if that wasn't astonishing enough, last week it was announced that Elton John's Rocket Pictures is in the midst of a project titled "Pride and Predator", in which the alien from the 1987 "Predator" plays a lead role in the Bennet family. (Would be so much cooler if they brought Arnold into the mix... "AAaAaAHhHhHhH! GeT tO dA' ChooOoPa'!")

Next year, Ballantine Books will publish Michael Thomas Ford’s novel “Jane Bites Back,” in which Austen turns into a vampire, fakes her own death and lives quietly as a bookstore owner before finally driving a stake through the heart of everyone who has been making money off her for the last two centuries.

So, I'm thinking that I am going to invest in this fad of convoluting the super natural with the classics. Here is my list up to date:

"The Alien-Apes of Wrath"

"The Undead Soldier"

"The Lord of the Fiends"

"A Beast In the River"

"A Portrait of the Artist as an Alien"

"The Call of the Warewolf"

"The Age of Invaders"

"Apparition Animal Farm"

And lastly, "Wise Blood: A Vampire's Guide to Creative Cooking"

The "Must Know" List

Wascovich listed a few people during class on Monday that we should get to know. Here is a little something about these fine folks...



John Gossage:

This American photographer was born in 1946 in Staten Island, NY. He became interested in photography extremely early, and now photographs places and sites that tell an everyday story: paths worn through abandoned tracts of land, corners where debris collects, markings on a wall, a table after a meal. By asking us look at what we have misplaced or abandoned he brings us face to face with the present as it becomes history. I would assume Gossage is an influence in Wascovich’s work and interests, as common themes are present in the work he has done at the toxic waste sites.

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Art Sinsabaugh:






From New Jersey, and made his big break in 1961 after creating images with an enormous view camera that produced 12 X 20 inch negatives. Using this format, he then created similar pieces of American locations, such as Chicago and Baltimore to farms and deserts. Sinsabaugh was one of the first photographers to finish his work in small editions, usually not more than three prints at a time. Because of this, his exhibitions are rarely seen by the public.





"At some point I became aware of the unbelievable infinite detail on the horizon; this is what drew my attention. So I set about to pursue the distant horizon." -- Art Sinsabaugh (1924-83)


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William Klien:




As a photographer and film maker, Klien insisted that his models “act”, and never “pose”. His innovations have not only been technological, but a philosophical element is considered to be consistent throughout his images. His street style opened an enormous door into the realms of fashion photography.

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Robert Heineken:

Robert Heineken uses technically sophisticated photographic methods to mingle erotic images with visuals from TV and advertising. He takes an interest in the audiences' ability to respond to images without necessarily knowing how they are created.

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John O’reilly:

Using razor blades, paper clips and an old Polaroid camera, O'Reilly has constructs visual passion plays and elaborate fantasy scenario. O'Reilly produces aesthetically dazzling, thematically rich body of work that addresses issues of sexuality, creativity and self-definition. By piecing together Polaroids of himself with pictures from family photo albums, beefcake shots from porn mags, and reproductions of paintings by the likes of Vermeer, Corot and Degas, O'Reilly reflects upon his own experiences as a gay man drawn to disparate cultural traditions. "I love the clash of pornography with the righteousness of a beautiful masterpiece," he says, adding that he relies on magazines for his hunky subjects because "I'm too embarrassed to hire models to pose for the photographs."






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Chuck Close:















Painter, photographer and printmaker. His work is based on the use of a grid as an underlying basis for the representation of an image. This simple but surprisingly versatile structure provides the means for "a creative process that could be interrupted repeatedly without…damaging the final product, in which the segmented structure was never intended to be disguised." It is important to note that none of Close's images are created digitally or photo-mechanically. While it is tempting to read his gridded details as digital integers, all his work is made the old-fashioned way—by hand. While a painting can occupy Close for many months, it is not unusual for one print to take upward of two years to complete. Close has complete respect for, and trust in, the technical processes—and the collaboration with master printers—essential to the creation of his prints. The creative process is as important to Close as the finished product. "Process and collaboration" are two words that are essential to any conversation about Close’s prints.




(The color pic to the right is a self portrait)





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Gary Winnogrand:



Winogrand was known for his portrayal of American life in the early 1960s, Many of his photographs depict the social issues of his time day and in the role of media in shaping attitudes. He roamed the streets of New York with his 35mm Lecia camera rapidly taking photographs using a prefocused wide angle lens. His pictures frequently appeared as if they were driven by the energy of the events he was witnessing. While the style has been much imitated, Winogrand's eye, his visual style, and his wit, are unique. Winogrand died of gall bladder cancer in 1984 at age 56. As evidence of his prolific nature, Winogrand left behind nearly 300,000 unedited images, and more than 2,500 undeveloped rolls of film. Some of these images have been exhibited posthumously and published in an exhibit catalog entitled Winogrand, Figments from the Real World, published by MoMA.

Two quotes of his that I love:
" A photograph is the illusion of a literal description of how the camera 'saw' a piece of time and space."
"Photography is not about the thing photographed. It is about how that thing looks photographed."

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Sally Mann:
Sally Mann was born in 1951 in Lexington, Virginia, where she continues to live and work. She received a BA from Hollins College in 1974, and an MA in writing from the same school in 1975. Her early series of photographs of her three children and husband resulted in a series called “Immediate Family.” In her recent series of landscapes of Alabama, Mississippi, Virginia, and Georgia, Mann has stated that she “wanted to go right into the heart of the deep dark South.” Using damaged lenses and a camera that requires the artist to use her hand as a shutter, these photographs are marked by the scratches, light leaks, and shifts in focus that were part of the photographic process as it developed during the 19th century. Mann has won numerous awards, including Guggenheim and National Endowment for the Arts fellowships. Her books of photographs include “Immediate Family,” “At Twelve: Portraits of Young Women;” and “Mother Land: Recent Landscapes of Georgia and Virginia.” Her photographs are in the permanent collections of many museums, including The Museum of Modern Art and the Whitney Museum of American Art in New York, and the Smithsonian American Art Museum in Washington, D.C.



Ps- I think her work is absolutely amazing. She has taken the king of the mountain as my new favorite.



Maybe this is the photograph that Wascovich was thinking about when he sawAmelia's shoulder showing? How cool is this picture?! The kid in the back out of focus on stilts so so great.. I want this picture framed in my home. Hey, you! Girl! Don't you know cig's bring out ugly in a gal?!
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Photo-Eye



You gotta check this out! The main page gives you catagories to chose from, like books or galleries, mag's or newsletter feeds, etc. Under Gallery, I discovered Carl Burton. How absolutely amazing is this picture!? You should give his stuff a looksie, the colors are fab.

Olympus Contest Shot

"Pushing Past"

The relationship between an old technology and a new life.

a more colorful world for a blind man

John Bramblitt is an amazing painter – and he is blind!

At around the age of 22, Bramblitt lost his vision to what they suspect is due to a violent history of seizures. Although he graduated with an English degree, before he lost his vision Bramblitt always had an underlying passion for drawing and painting. The most amazing part - It wasn’t until after he lost his vision that he started to paint. He uses textures to create his pieces, and has gotten quite good. He can identify the difference of his colors by the feel and viscosity of the paint. He outlines the images he wishes to paint with a textured paint, lets it dry, and feels his way around the painting to fill in the color. The work is exceptional period, and the fact that he is blind makes him a bit of a wonder.

It has been quiet the revelation – discovering a person that has every reason in the world to give up on his passions, but instead utilizes that enthusiasm and hones in on and channels his frustration to create beautiful art work. It makes my excuses somewhat flimsy, and is a humbling realization.

The coolest part? He lives in Dallas! He has shows quiet frequently, so if you get a chance to take a slight trip down I30, go check him out.

Also, I urge everyone to check out this amazing video that goes deeper into who he is, and what he can do.

http://www.bramblitt.net/documentary.htm (<--- video)

My fav quotes in the article:

“It wasn’t until I lost my sight that I became brave enough to fail.”

(*gasp* ugh, I love this one. It is amazing what we require to believe we are "strong enough".)

"Life for me now is way more colorful than it ever was.”

(We HAVE our vision, can we all say we look at life like he does?)

the stupendious scientists... cough cough

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/17/science/17isla.html?ref=science

So, a group of scientists decide to take the natural order into their own hands, and venture off to the (previously)beautiful Macquarie Island — halfway between Australia and Antarctica.

It all started in 1985 when the Australian scientists decided that the cats living on this island were not native, and that meant that they obviously should, after have been living there since the 19th century, not be there anymore. The cats are eating a specific species of bird that appear to be scarce, so the “logical” thing to do is wipe out the cats. (?!@%!?) Now with the cats gone, the islands ecosystem is wreaking havoc.

Among one of many issues, with the “non-native” cats gone, the island’s rabbits (also non-native) are breeding out of control.

One of the scientist’s responses: “Our findings show that it’s important for scientists to study the whole ecosystem before doing eradication programs.”
My thought: “Wow… did it take your enormous education to come to that conclusion kind sir?”

strangers

The People Of Cooper

Here are the two owners of Jalapenos. Interesting faces.













Locals outside of the bank. Very friendly.

















Bank Teller. Check out the vault in the back!





















Two of Mable's friends enjoying a float. Check out the "out of order" jukebox in the background.















An unsuspecting stranger walking toward Delta Super Market.








Dear, sweet Mable with her scrumptious ice cream treats. mmm.











The hands of hard work.

The Parent and Her Picture

Amelia

"Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?"

-Thoreau

Conscience is instinct bred in the house,

Feeling and Thinking propagate the sin

By an unnatural breeding in and in.

I say, Turn it out doors,

Into the moors.

I love a life whose plot is simple,

And does not thicken with every pimple,

A soul so sound no sickly conscience binds it,

That makes the universe no worse than 't finds it.

I love an earnest soul, Whose mighty joy and sorrow

Are not drowned in a bowl,

And brought to life to-morrow;

That lives one tragedy, And not seventy;

A conscience worth keeping;

Laughing not weeping; A conscience wise and steady,

And forever ready; Not changing with events,

Dealing in compliments; A conscience exercised about Large things,

where one may doubt. I love a soul not all of wood,

Predestinated to be good, But true to the backbone

Unto itself alone, And false to none;

Born to its own affairs, Its own joys and own cares;

By whom the work which God begun Is finished, and not undone;

Taken up where he left off, Whether to worship or to scoff;

If not good, why then evil, If not good god, good devil.

Goodness! you hypocrite, come out of that,

Live your life, do your work, then take your hat.

I have no patience towards Such conscientious cowards.

Give me simple laboring folk, Who love their work,

Whose virtue is song To cheer God along.

The Scholar and Her Satchel

Tieranee

Be not simply good - be good for something.

-Thoreau

If with light head erect I sing,

Though all the Muses lend their force,

From my poor love of anything,

The verse is weak and shallow as its source.

But if with bended neck I grope

Listening behind me for my wit,
With faith superior to hope, More anxious to keep back than forward it;

Such is the Muse, the heavenly maid,

The star that guides our mortal course,

Which shows where life's true kernel's laid,

Its wheat's fine flour, and its undying force.

Be but thy inspiration given,

No matter through what danger sought,

I'll fathom hell or climb to heaven,

And yet esteem that cheap which love has bought.

the sightseer and her sidekick

Ashley
"There is no remedy for love, but to love more."

- Thoreau

I knew a man by sight,

A blameless wight,

Who, for a year or more,

Had daily passed my door,

Yet converse none had had with him.










I met him in a lane,

Him and his cane,

About three miles from home,

Where I had chanced to roam,

And volumes stared at him, and he at me.






Late in a wilderness

I shared his mess,

For he had hardships seen,

And I a wanderer been;

He was my bosom friend, and I was his.

What's the railroad to me?

I never go to see where it ends.

It fills a few hollows,

And makes banks for the swallows,

It sets the sand a-blowing,

And the blackberries a-growing.

Cooper Te-ha-z

I moved to Cooper at the end of my Junior High "career" from Kansas. (I know, I said I was born in Colorado - my Mom moved us around alot. There were a few states between Colorado and Kansas...) and aside from the lack of excitment and the amazing floats made special by Mable.. I really didn't know alot about the town I graduated from. I was able to dig up a few little facts here and there, and a really interesting photo pf the old court house from the late 1800's.



"What Delta County lacks in size is fully made up in fertility." — Sheriff Sam B. Turbeville 1904
(I am going to go ahead and assume he meant the soil - what with the small population during his time and all.)

* post office was established there in 1871

*1885 reported 300 residents

* in 1896 Cooper comprised 1,000 residents, two churches, and a school, as well as a bank, a shoemaker, a hotel, a grocery store, a wagonmaker, two blacksmith shops, two feed mills, two steam cotton gins and corn mills, two weekly newspapers (the Delta Courier and the People's Cause), three drugstores, and seven general stores.

The first 9 trials recorded in Delta County: (you can click on the links for more info on each trial case)

Abb Barham vs. The State.
Sale of Intoxicating Liquor (Timely Notice in Newspaper)

Samuel Bittick and John Williams vs. The State.
The Murder of J.H. Verner

W. M. Busby Alias Mat Bersma v. The State.
Past conviction comes back to haunt Mr. Busby- denys perjury

Eliza Davis vs. The State.
In 1877, Mrs. Eliza Davis stands trial for the murder of Miller, the peddler

Jim Fisher vs. The State.
The Murder of Austin Hardy

E. C. Misso vs. The State.
E. C. Misso plays cards and tells.

James C. Ray vs. The State.
The Murder of Alfred H. Bledsoe

St. Louis Southwestern Railway Company of Texas v. J. K. Hall.
Hall's Team of Horses Spooked by Train

Jim Walls vs. The State.
Horse Theft

There is really, hardly anything to dig up on this place using the internet. Neat to know we were standing in a post office that is 132 years old, eh?

"1864" by Charles Flood

This book looks amazing! In a history class two semesters ago, I was asked to do a project over a major person in history that is dead, that I would bring back for one hour and why, and have a list of questions for this person. (I know, kinda weird. It was fun though.) Good 'ole Honest Abe was my #1 pick. Everything about his nature and tactics to his marriage and children are fascinating to me. I am really excited about this book - it has been added to my "must read" list. (This is literally a list I keep near my computer taped to the wall, like a grocery list.) I am looking forward to checking out the unique approach the author is taking to capture the "most important time" of Lincoln's life.

By JANET MASLIN
Published: February 8, 2009
It was in 1864, perhaps the most punishing year of his presidency, that Abraham Lincoln made one of his most unforgettable admissions. “This war is eating my life out,” he said on Feb. 6, even though the grueling challenges of that year were just beginning. During the following months Lincoln would navigate the political pressures of a tough election, fend off a Confederate military invasion of Washington during which he was a target for snipers, and back up the Emancipation Proclamation with a constitutional amendment. He would also thwart attempts at domestic terrorism and deal with a steady parade of citizens who could freely visit him at the White House, often telling war stories that brought this already melancholy man to tears.



Charles Bracelen Flood
1864
Lincoln at the Gates of History
By Charles Bracelen Flood
Illustrated. 521 pages. Simon & Schuster. $30.

Lincoln Monuments (February 8, 2009)
Times Topics: Abraham Lincoln
One of his secretaries, William O. Stoddard, tried to shield Lincoln from the worst of his hate mail. “Stories of partisan bitterness and personal hatred; of the most venomous malice, seeking to shoot with poisoned arrows of abuse; of low, slanderous meannesses; of the coarsest, foulest vulgarity to which beastly men can sink; of the wildest, fiercest and the most obscene ravings of utter insanity” — Stoddard helped keep all this away from him. Even so, Lincoln was well aware of being savaged by detractors whose commentary amounted to a 19th-century version of talk radio.
By focusing a book entirely on the tactical maneuvers that got Lincoln through 1864, the historian Charles Bracelen Flood makes a smart tactical choice of his own. The bicentennial of Lincoln’s birth will occur on Thursday, and it has brought forth a tidal wave of new opining about Lincoln. Some historians have opted for overviews of Lincoln’s life; others have cordoned off specialty areas like Lincoln’s writing, military leadership, marriage, staff members and pre-presidency. But the survey books can be superficial. And the narrow-turf studies can suffer from tunnel vision. Mr. Flood’s “1864” compresses the multiple demands upon Lincoln into a tight time frame and thus captures a dizzying, visceral sense of why this single year took such a heavy toll.
It takes many different kinds of expertise in order to do 1864 full justice. And Mr. Flood’s versatility is impressive. He analyzes Lincoln’s consummate political canniness in benching potential rivals for the presidency like Salmon Portland Chase (who eventually became chief justice of the United States and wound up swearing in his rival for a second term). He relives the great battles of 1864, with particular emphasis on how difficult it could be for the commander in chief to know where his armies were or what they were doing. He conveys Lincoln’s versatile approach to crisis management through broad and anecdotal evidence. Mr. Flood describes how Lincoln could physically eject annoying visitors from his office — even, on one occasion, when the annoying visitor was Mary Todd Lincoln, the president’s high-strung, shopaholic wife.
This book is no exercise in hagiography. It addresses Lincoln’s wartime suspension of the right of habeas corpus in order to silence antiwar protesters. It describes the political patronage that Lincoln wholeheartedly dispensed to allies and friends. Part of the immediacy of “1864” stems from its many uncomfortable parallels between Lincoln’s time, when the government could overpay its contractors outrageously for useless cavalry horses or shoddy muskets, and our own. The real threat of domestic terrorism (engineered by antiwar Copperhead Democrats loyal to Clement Vallandigham, a Lincoln antagonist living in exile in Canada) is another link between 1864 and today.
Besieged as he was by war news and election strategy in 1864, Lincoln also had to deal with many auxiliary problems. The sheer weight and complexity of these matters, ranging from the efforts of Napoleon III to establish a French presence in Mexico to considering conditions under which the South might someday re-enter the American political process, are all part of this book’s overview. So are the big battles of 1864, most notably the July Confederate assault on Fort Stevens in northwest Washington This dramatic fight was made even more so by its taking place within sight of the Capitol, and with Lincoln watching from a parapet at Fort Stevens, making himself a visible target. Among the other battles vividly described here are those of the Wilderness, the Crater, Cedar Creek and Cold Harbor.
“1864” tries to effect a balance between Lincoln’s intensely pressured inner life and the huge, sweeping events that occurred around him. And Mr. Flood, whose other books include “Grant and Sherman: The Friendship That Won the Civil War,” brings a ready assurance to describing the major external events of 1864. He writes knowledgeably yet intimately, and with a vigorous sense of what it must have been like to experience such serial crises each day. His close-range glimpses of Lincoln are more insightful than his larger sense of how the war and election unfolded beyond him. Mr. Flood succeeds in making Lincoln’s headaches his own.
Mr. Flood is never didactic. He appreciates Lincoln’s acumen without attempting to extract lessons and homilies from the Lincoln story. Mr. Flood establishes his subject’s greatness by contrasting it with the same man’s weaknesses, among them his sometimes ill-timed levity, a counterpart to his deep melancholia, and his harsh ideas about American Indians. (These were even harsher than some of his early, opportunistic calculations about how and where to resettle onetime slaves.)
The Lincoln of “1864” is engaged in a nonstop balancing act. The book is as adept at analyzing Lincoln’s choices as at showing what they meant to his ravaged nation.

Trinity Hall - temptin' for the taste buds!

Last week my Adv. writting professor assigned what I thought was going to be the daunting task of a movie or restaurant review. In reality, it turned out to be a really fun experience! I ventured into Dallas, and chose Trinity Hall Pub in Mockingbird station. I absolutely love the atmosphere of Irish pubs, and this one was supposed to be the best one around. I've attatched the review that I wrote for the class, and some pictures of the pub itself. It is an amazing place to eat, I plan on going back again - many times.

Trinity Hall
5321 E. Mockingbird Lane
Dallas, TX 75206
Phone: 214-887-3600
Hours: Mon-Sun 10:30am – 1:00am


As you walk up the stairs that lead to the grand oak doors to Trinity Hall Pub, you’re greeted with the delightful smells of seasoned meat, and the sounds of upbeat Celtic music. Trinity Hall creates a new notion for pubs with its buoyant atmosphere, and personable staff. The restaurant was named after the Trinity College in Dublin, and everything you see from the 32-foot bar to the sturdy wood tables and chairs were brought from Ireland.

The atmosphere is not the only aspect that surpasses pub expectations, as the food is a mixture of traditional Irish recipes paired with modern cooking to create the ultimate dining experience. The chefs are prepared for any appetite, as the menu has a wide variety of options. They offer unique appetizers such as the pleasing harp beer and green onion queso ($3.95) that has an interesting Mex-Irish twist with creamy piquant white cheese and chorizo oil. Crab cakes($7.95) are also a big hit, rightfully so, as they are served with a delicious rémoulade sauce for dipping.

A few of the local’s favorites are the classic fish and chips ($11.95) that consist of brick size cod lightly beer battered with a side of seasoned fries, and the traditional shepherd’s pie ( $9.95) that contains layered beef mixed with carrots, peas, gravy and topped with crisp potatoes sprinkled with cheese in a crock for one. Trinity Hall even accommodates Texas taste buds with their large Texas Rueben ($9.95) with fresh corned beef, Texas sauerkraut laced with onion & peppers, 1000 island dressing, rye toast and a hint of Irish seasoning. If you’re hungry for something more upscale, try the delectable eight ounce aged black angus beef filet mignon tenderloins ($26.99) served with buttered vegetables, roast potatoes and crispy onion strings. Among the other 30 main-course selections are exceptional salads, Irish stews, burgers, and chicken.

Their famous bread pudding desert ($5.25) is made with an Irish rum sauce, and sided with fresh berries topped with thick whip cream. Trinity Hall offers 10 deserts from homemade cheesecake ($6.95) to appetizing Irish coffee pie ($5.95).

The real fun starts with the enormous beer, wine and whiskey selection. Strong on the Irish accent, Trinity Hall offers more beer on tap that any other bar in the area. Ciders, wheat beers, golden lagers, ales, porter and stout are among only a few of the 170 types of beer that the pub carries. A personal favorite is the Rogue Hazelnut Elixir, a European brown ale with a nutty twist, a satisfying hazelnut aroma, and a smooth malty finish. There are over 22 blended and single types of whiskey, and over 25 kinds of wines to be sold by the glass, or bottle.

The owners scout out Celtic inspired musicians whose sets often include violins, fiddles, and bag pipes for Thursday through Sunday shows. The service is kind and diligent at this cultured pub, and is a great place to spend your date, family gathering, or evening indulgences with a pal.

.my spawn.

Since we are all going to be doing a lot of hanging out and getting to know eachother, I thought I would post something fairly important about myself. This is Avery Dayde - he is my little light. He's 2, and is the bee's knees. :)