Category: reviews

September 3rd, 2007

Same Kind of Different As Me

In an effort to do nothing over Labor Day weekend, I sat down with a book on Saturday. My pal Lyndsey recommended it to me a number of months ago, but it was in circulation among our friends, so I just got it a few weeks ago.

Same Kind of Different as Me is the true story of Ron Hall, an international art dealer; Denver Moore, a modern-day slave; and Debbie Hall, Ron’s Spirit-sensitive wife who brought the two men together.

The story begins with Ron and Denver telling the stories of their early years, and we see how similar these men are though they lives worlds apart. More than anything, we see how God is shaping their lives to come together decades later.

As the story deepens, we are introduced to Debbie and her devotion to the Lord and to his children. Her love for the poor and homeless in downtown Dallas and Ron’s love for her bring them to serve at the Union Gospel Mission. Without spoiling the story, Ron and Denver vow to be lifelong friends and they change one another’s lives.

The first item of note in this book is the style. As a reader, I didn’t feel like I was reading a book; instead, I felt like I sat down to coffee with this men and listened to them share their once separate, now common story. For one, Denver admits that he cannot read or write so his sections have been transcribed from his verbal narration. Lynn Vincent, who also contributed to this project, did an excellent job piecing these stories together and propelling the story along while moving the reader to continue on this journey.

The second item of note is the authenticity of the writers. They wear their hearts on their sleeves, and we hurt when they hurt, laugh when they laugh, and cry when they cry. Yes, this book made me cry—several times actually—but with good reason (you’ll understand when you read it).

When I closed the book for the final time, I understood that we’re all different—God has created each of us to be unique contributors to the earth he created—, but we’re all the same—we need love, not just from God, but from one another.

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September 2nd, 2007

Kai Serves Up Sushi in Downtown Springfield

Last night, my hubby Chris surprised me with a date to Springfield’s newest Japanese restaurant, Kai. According to GO Magazine, Kai is owned by the same folks who own the popular sushi bar and grill Haruno in southeast Springfield, so I had high expectations for their cuisine. (If you’re not a sushi fan, don’t fret—Kai also has steak and seafood.)

Referencing Kenneth G. Henshall’s 1988 book A Guide to Remembering Japanese Characters, kai can mean “sea” or “shellfish,” appropriate definitions considering the restaurant’s fare. Of the twenty or so definitions of the word, another caught my eye; kai can also mean “to meet.” As the restaurant is set in downtown Springfield and has an inviting bar, this definition is also appropriate.

But enough about semantics, let’s talk about our experience. Chris and I were unable to make reservations because of our late-made plans, but the hostess was able to seat us immediately in the bar (the main dining room is upstairs). We were impressed by Kai’s modern Asian fusion atmosphere, which included chrome accents found in everything from our chopsticks and two-top bar table to the array of disco balls and wall hardware. Chris was enamored with the LED wall that seemed to dance with the rhythm of the trance music booming in the background (in general, Chris loves most interior and concert design that involves LED—especially the LED curtains flanking the stage on U2’s Vertigo tour).

Chris started with an iced tea; the GO Magazine reviewer said it was the best in town (quite an accolade considering that McAlister’s has held the long-standing honor for as long as I have lived here). After taking a sip of it myself, I agreed, as it reminded me of some tea I had at a Japanese restaurant in China a few years back. We didn’t sample the alcohol menu because we’re not big drinkers, but from my glance at the drink menu, there are as many drink options at Kai as there are sushi options. And if their bartenders are as good as their chefs, you won’t be disappointed in the alcohol department.

We started our meal with the Kai Gyoza appetizer. As we’re both fans of the Japanese dumpling, we were not disappointed in the subtle texture and flavor of Kai’s. They were served with a just-spicy-enough sauce that kicked their flavor up a notch without scaring off my hubby’s taste buds.

Our nigiri arrived next and was my favorite part of our meal (strangely, I like nigiri more than I like sushi rolls—most people seem to be the other way around). Nigiri is an oval-shaped sushi that includes a piece of raw fish over a bit a rice. We ordered two types: salmon and albacore tuna. When you place a sample of nigiri in your mouth, you’re awakened to the simple, yet unique, flavor of each fish. The rice cleanses your palette in preparation of your next bite. Whereas cooked fish often has more robust flavor from its juices, the nigiri requires its taster to look for and pay attention to its flavor.

Our “Memoirs of a Geisha” roll arrived last to our dinner table. The Geisha is an inside out roll where rice encases the roll rather than seaweed. Inside, the Geisha was laced with crab meat, cream cheese, and avocado; outside, the Geisha was garnished with a variety of roe (fish eggs). Though it’s a simple roll, the combination of flavors boded well with our palettes.

Our only “complaint” about Kai was our server. It’s not much of a complaint because he was fairly attentive, but he wasn’t super personable. We asked for recommendations from the sushi menu, and he offered a handful, but he didn’t seem too enthused about them.

For anyone who enjoys downtown Springfield, good sushi, or excellent interior design, we recommend Kai, but make reservations a head of time to get a seat in the dining room. Holistically, our entire experience was excellent, and we’re excited that downtown Springfield has a fun, new restaurant for us to frequent.

September 1st, 2007

San Francisco Oven’s California Aloha Pizza

As much as I like pizza, I generally don’t eat it more than once a week, but San Francisco Oven released their new California Aloha pizza on Tuesday. I could hardly wait the four days to try it. First, I love SFO and have loved all their other pizzas (you’ll get those reviews later, I’m sure); second, Hawaiian pizza is my favorite, and I’ll try any variation.

The California Aloha is topped with spicy ham, fresh pineapple, cilantro, and sweet smoked BBQ sauce. All together, they’re a great combination, but I would’ve liked more ham and pineapple on my pizza.

The spicy ham had good flavor (and I’m not generally a ham person) but it was a little tough. I’m not sure if the toughness was due to the brick oven baking or if it was just the nature of the ham. The ham pieces were a little large and were hard to bite through, so when I tried to just bite off a bit of the ham, I took the rest with me. If they’d been smaller, SFO could’ve added more and they’d have been easier to eat.

The pineapple was fresh and tasty; most Hawaiian pizzas I try have canned pineapple. Again I would’ve liked to have more on the pizza.

This was the first pizza I’ve tried with cilantro, and I liked the kick it added. Usually, I associate cilantro with Mexican food and homemade salsa, and I forgot about the great flavor it can add to a dish.

The BBQ sauce was tasty, too, though I had to explain to Linden, who was eating with me, why BBQ sauce is good with pineapple. It’s a lot like math: If a=b, and b=c, then a=c.

If pineapple + ham = tasty, and ham + BBQ sauce = tasty, then pineapple + BBQ sauce = tasty.

As I said above, all the toppings in combination were excellent. The cilantro and ham gave the pizza a spicy kick (this probably isn’t a pizza my husband wouldn’t like), while the pineapple and BBQ sauce countered the spiciness with a bit of sweet.

Perhaps it was the lack of Internet (my computer is a crap top) while I worked this afternoon, but I’d like to attribute at least part of my productivity to the California Aloha, which helped me complete the background chapter of my thesis and crank out two-and-a-half (single-spaced) pages of my lit review.

August 30th, 2007

PostSecret.com

I think Linden introduced me to PostSecret.com when we started grad school. People anonymously write their secrets on a postcard and mail them to PostSecret. Twenty new secrets are added every week.

In theory, this just seems like a place to air dirty laundry, but it has really opened my eyes to the needs of people around me. Seems like a good thing, right? As a Christ-follower I should see the needs of God’s children without this blog. After all, Jesus saw the crowds and felt compassion for them. Funny how I don’t see the needs of people until they’re made blatantly obvious. I’m a sorry excuse for a Christ-follower.

What’s worse is that sites like this have to exist. If we, as Christ-followers, were doing what Christ called us to do—loving him and loving people—there would be no need for people to cry out for help on a silly web site.

Check out this video from PostSecret.com. It’s the tip of the iceberg. I make a point to check out the site every week to remind me that people still need Christ and that he’s asked me to tell them how much he loves them.

P.S. PostSecret has a campus event on Tuesday, September 4, at Missouri State University. I’m going to try my darndest to get there.

August 29th, 2007

Papa Murphy’s Veggie deLite Pizza

If you know me at all, you know that pizza is by far my favorite food. I love its versatility as the right pizza can double for multiple meals: dinner, midnight snack, breakfast, lunch. My favorite pizza hands down is a thin crust Hawaiian pizza with pineapple, red onion, and ham; however, I do branch out occasionally and I’m offering pizza reviews as I eat it.

Last night I shared a Papa Murphy’s Veggie deLite pizza with my old roommate Betsy. She introduced me to it earlier this year, and it will probably be a staple of our hang-out time for years to come.

The deLite pizzas have an uber-thin crust, which has half the carbs and half the calories as Papa Murphy’s traditional crusts. Now, I’m a proponent of the thin crust pizza because I can eat more thin crust slices than I can thicker crust slices. Some complain that thin crusts taste and feel like eating cardboard, but having never eaten cardboard myself, I can’t actually defeat that argument (though I imagine cardboard is a bit more fibrous than thin crusts). When you cook it just right, the deLite crust is just the right consistency—not too crunchy and not too soggy. Papa Murphy’s have mastered the art of “take and bake” pizzas, so providing you know how to use your oven, it’s easy to get the pizza crust just the way you like it.

The pizza toppings include fresh spinach, sliced fresh mushrooms, fresh diced roma tomatoes, three 100% whole milk cheeses, and a creamy garlic sauce. Together, all these toppings are delightful. I’m particularly fond of the mushrooms, which have fantastic flavor (as a note, I usually don’t like mushrooms on my pizza—or ever for that matter). The creamy garlic sauce is a nice change from traditional red sauces and has excellent flavor. I tried recreating this sauce at home earlier this summer and failed miserably, so trust me, just drop the change and get this pizza instead. I like olive, green pepper, and onion on my veggie pizzas, too, so next time, I might add them to mix things up.

My only beef with Papa Murphy’s is the use of 100% whole milk cheeses. I won’t stand on my soapbox long, but I’d like to see the company switch to skim milk cheeses. I always appreciate companies who make “eating right” decisions easy. And after all, don’t whole milk cheeses sorta defeat the notion of ordering a light pizza? Papa Murphy’s pizza topping are so flavorful that they really don’t need high fat cheese (and really, how much more flavor does whole milk cheese add to a pizza over skim milk cheese?).

Veggie deLite Nutritional Information

Have you tried this pizza or other pizzas from Papa Murphy’s? I’d love to hear your thoughts!

June 9th, 2006

Thoughts on United 93

I’m the kind of person who chooses whether or not to do something based on whether everyone else is doing it. In high school, I chose not to wear anything Tommy Hilfiger because all of my classmates wore Tommy clothes (so you don’t miss the irony, I’m writing while wearing my favorite Tommy Jeans). A few years ago, I chose not to watch The Passion, Mel Gibson’s movie about Jesus’ crucifixion, because all of my Christian friends went to watch it (and because I’m not into gruesome violence).

This isn’t much of a segway, but last night Chris and I watched United 93 at the $2 movie theater. I don’t know what most persuaded me to really want to see it, though I suppose I could attribute it to a good review I read in the Springfield Business Journal, the idea that none of my close friends had seen it, and the fact that the videos from 9/11 are still rather foreign to me. See, on 11 Sept. 2001, I was in the middle of a fast from television, and I simply wasn’t glued to the television like many of my friends and family (though I did get in about 30 minutes).

So we’re sitting in the theater watching the movie, and it starts early in the morning with the terrorists saying their prayers and prepping for their day. We watch them go through the airport security (which is practically non-existent) and sit with the people they will soon be entombed with. We watch the air traffic controllers, military personnel, and FAA folks come into their offices for a normal day of work.

As we watch the passengers board the plane, we get clips from the ATCs as they struggle to figure out what’s going on with the first two planes. We watch the ATCs in New York or New Jersey (I’m not sure where they were) watch the second plane hit the second tower. As I’m watching the FAA people try to figure out what to do, and as I’m watching the military personnel try to get their airplanes in the air and get their rules of engagement, I’m thinking to myself, “What the hell has to happen for them to shut down the airspace? Why aren’t they doing anything?”

About the same time, the final passengers board the plane, and the door to the airplane is sealed, and because I know what’s going to happen, I’m thinking, “It’s like their tomb is being sealed.”

We continue to see events unfold on the plane: the hijackers take their time getting into the action; they take over the plane, killing the pilots and a flight attendant; the passengers get wind of what’s happening from their families; the passengers say their final good-byes to their families and friends, as other passengers and flight attendants plan to fight the terrorists.

As they made their attack, I’ve never been so proud to be an American. What other country so enables its citizens to take action in the face of danger? We’ve never gone down without a fight, and that’s what I love about America (regardless of the political situation right now). I think I bruised Chris’s hand as we watched the final minutes of the movie. Those men and women are heroes, and I am thankful for their fight to the end.

I’ve never felt so many emotions during one movie before. My heart raced, I was angry, I was sad, I was horrified. I was speechless at the end. It’s an awful story with a terrible ending, but I’m so glad the director and actors decided it was a story worth telling.

 

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