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Nourishing Traditions: The Cookbook That Challenges Politically Correct Nutrition and The... by Sally Fallon, Pat Connolly, Mary G. Enig, Phd.
In a large bowl mix cabbage with carrots, onions, oregano, red chile flakes, sea salt and whey. Pound with a wooden pounder or a meat hammer for about 10 minutes to release juices. Place in 2 quart-sized, wide-mouth mason jars and press down firmly with a pounder or meat hammer until juices come to the top of the cabbage. The top of the cabbage mixture should be at least 1 inch below the top of the jars. Cover tightly and keep at room temperature for about 3 days before transferring to cold storage. Variation: Traditional Cortido Omit salt and whey and use 4-6 cups pineapple vinegar. Mix all ingredients except pineapple vinegar together in a large bowl and pound lightly. Stuff cabbage loosely into 3 quart-sized, wide-mouth mason jars and add enough vinegar to cover the cabbage. The top of the cabbage mixture should be at least 1 inch below the top of the jars. Cover tightly and keep at room temperature for about 3 days before transferring to cold storage.
Pack the peppers into a quart-sized, wide-mouth mason jar. Mix whey and salt with water and pour into jar, adding more water if necessary to cover the peppers. The top of the peppers should be at least 1 inch below the top of the jar. Cover tightly and keep at room temperature for about 3 days before transferring to cold storage. EGYPTIAN SUPPER Mazalika Falafel Tahini Sauce Pita Bread Tomato Cucumber Salad Pickled Turnips Rice Milk PICKLED GINGER Makes 1 quart about 3 pounds fresh ginger root 1 tablespoon sea salt 4 tablespoons whey (Whey and Cream Cheese) (if not available, use an additional 1 tablespoon sea salt) 1 cup filtered water Peel ginger and slice very thinly. Place in a large bowl and pound lightly with a wooden pounder or a meat hammer to release juices. Place in a quart-sized, wide-mouth mason jar and press down lightly with a pounder or meat hammer.
Place all the leaves together and roll up. Stuff into a quart-sized, wide-mouth mason jar. Pour in enough soaking liquid to cover leaves. The top of the liquid should be at least 1 inch below the top of the jar. Cover tightly and keep at room temperature for about 3 days before transferring to cold storage. TOMATO PEPPER RELISH Makes 1 quart 4 ripe tomatoes, peeled, seeded and chopped 1 bunch green onions, chopped 1 green pepper, seeded and chopped 1-2 jalapeno chiles, seeded and chopped 1 bunch cilantro, chopped 2 cloves garlic, mashed 4 tablespoons whey (Whey and Cream Cheese) 1 tablespoon sea salt ½ cup filtered water To peel tomatoes, see Kitchen Tips & Hints. Mix all vegetables in a bowl and pound lightly with a wooden pounder or a meat hammer. Place in a quart-sized, wide-mouth mason jar and press down lightly with a pounder or meat hammer until the liquid completely covers the tomato mixture.
The Microbiome Solution by Robynne Chutkan M.D.
Serve warm or at room temperature. Mason Jar Salads Imagine opening up your refrigerator and seeing ready-to-go salads all lined up just waiting to be eaten. While an official recipe to create a mason jar salad isn’t really necessary, there is a bit of an art to building the perfect mason jar salad to avoid ending up eating a soggy mess. (Hint: it’s all about the layering.) Mason Jar Size: Use a widemouthed jar that’s easy to fill . . . and easy to dig into. The pint size is perfect for an individual salad and is deceptively bigger and more filling than it looks. If packed with nutrient-dense ingredients, it should keep you full for hours. For larger salads, use the quart size. Dressing: Wet ingredients go on the bottom. By keeping the mason jar upright, the dressing won’t mix with the rest of the salad until you’re ready to eat it.
*SERVES 1 Ingredients ½ cup gluten-free rolled oats 1 tablespoon chia seeds ½ cup DIY Nut Milk ½ teaspoon ground cinnamon ½ teaspoon pure vanilla extract (omit if nut milk is flavored) 1 teaspoon maple syrup TOPPINGS: fresh fruit (sliced bananas, apples, pears, chopped peaches, or fresh berries), nuts, shredded coconut, seeds Method PLACE THE OATS, chia seeds, nut milk, cinnamon, vanilla, and maple syrup in a mason jar. Mix well. Place in the refrigerator overnight. In the morning, stir the mixture and add any desired toppings. VARIATION: For a thicker and more filling meal, mash together 1 tablespoon almond butter and ½ banana. Place in the mason jar with the oat mixture to soak overnight. Quinoa Berry Breakfast Bowl Start your day right with a warm quinoa breakfast bowl. With all the essential amino acids and a big dose of plant-based protein, it’s hard to beat the sustained energy you get from a meal filled with quinoa (technically a seed).
Ingredients 1 cup nuts (almonds, cashews, Brazil nuts, hazelnuts—all work great) 3 to 4 cups filtered water (use less water for a creamier milk) 1 to 2 dates, as a sweetener (optional) Pinch of sea salt Method SOAK THE NUTS FOR at least 6 hours or overnight with enough water to cover. (Cashews only need 4 to 6 hours.) Drain the water and place the soaked nuts in the bowl of a blender with the filtered water. Blend for a few minutes. For a touch of sweetness, add in dates, if desired. Toss in the salt. Blend again until smooth. Pour the mixture into a nut milk bag and squeeze out all of the liquid over a bowl. Discard the pulp and place the milk in a mason jar or airtight glass container. Store in the refrigerator for up to 3 days. VARIATIONS: Once you get comfortable with the basic recipe, feel free to add pure vanilla extract, ground cinnamon, turmeric, cocoa powder, or any other flavors and spices you desire. Green Colada A Live Dirty, Eat Clean “mocktail.” While your friends are lounging with a cocktail in hand, whip up a refreshing Green Colada instead.
Farm City: The Education of an Urban Farmer by Novella Carpenter
back-to-the-land, crack epidemic, David Attenborough, dumpster diving, Golden Gate Park, haute cuisine, Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall, Mason jar, McMansion, New Urbanism, Port of Oakland, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Silicon Valley, urban decay, urban renewal, Whole Earth Catalog
So the first order of the day was to dip the birds’ beaks into a dish of water and teach them to drink on their own. I picked up my first victim, a little yellow chick covered in a soft, downy fuzz, and held her tiny pink beak up to the homemade waterer. It consisted of a mason jar with tiny holes drilled into the lid; when the jar was turned upside down into a shallow dish, capillary action allowed only a bit of water to dribble out and pool in the dish. Amazingly, the chick knew just what to do. She sipped up a beakful of water, then tilted her head back to swallow. The mason-jar waterer glugged, and more water seeped out. I released her into the cardboard-box brooder, and she wandered over for another sip of water. Then she realized she was alone. She peeped and stumbled around the shredded newspaper looking for her companions.
Then the honey dripped down and collected at the bottom, where a spigot opened to let it pour out. Commercial beekeepers use plug-in knives, automated de-cappers, and motorized extractors, and they heat and filter their honey. Instead, Joel and family steadied our extractor, which had a tendency to keel over, cranked it as hard as they could, then let the honey drizzle out into a few quart-size mason jars. We were all sticky with honey and buzzed from licking our fingers and chewing on the leftover wax, which reminded Margaret of chewing gum. We extracted eight quarts of honey in less than an hour. When we lived in Seattle, it took days to get the honey out. Our new machine was impressive indeed. “If you get bees, you’re welcome to borrow this,” I told Joel. I could see it in his eyes. Hear it in the giddy laughter of his children.
She hadn’t been successful so far because she was always getting distracted with some project or other. Something skittered across her kitchen floor. “Bunnies!” Nico shouted when she saw my eyes following the shadow. There were four of them—two with white and brown spots, one pure white, and one solid brown—milling around the couch. “The woman I bought them from,” Nico said, offering me a homemade pickle from a murky mason jar, “lived entirely off a quarter of an acre of land.” “Really?” I said. “Eating rabbits?” I didn’t know much about rabbit tending, except that my back-to-the-land parents had once raised them for meat. Nico’s plan was grander than mere survival; she had high-end dining in her sights. Rabbit had recently been showing up on the menus of fancy restaurants, and Nico, always a dabbler looking for a new project, bought three young females and a solid brown buck named Simon with the idea that she would sell their offspring to these restaurants.
New Year, Same Trash: Resolutions I Absolutely Did Not Keep by Samantha Irby
I love reggae music and letting dudes in linen pants push up on me at the bar, but if we’re being 100 percent honest with each other, I really can’t commit to anything once a month. I don’t even get my period once a goddamned month. 10. Take some cooking classes. Did not do this. I did make jam, though. Like, from scratch. I peeled a bushel of peaches and mixed powdered pectin with sugar and sterilized a bunch of mason jars and even tied ribbons around some of the lids. I was feeling pretty twee and smug about the whole thing, but then who the fuck can eat thirty-seven jars of peach fucking jam? Send me your address so I can mail you some. I ate one fucking piece of toast and was like, “OVER THIS.” Help me. 11. Go to First Friday at the Museum of Contemporary Art. I did try a couple times, but I’m pretty sure I’ve aged out of the demographic.
And it’s not really the swimming part; it’s the carrying-a-bag-full-of-wet-towels-and-a-slimy-suit-home-on-the-bus-in-the-dead-of-winter part that’s hard. I maybe went three times. All year. 17. Eat more healthy breakfasts. This will go down as the year I started making vegan overnight oats: 1 banana, smashed ½ cup rolled oats ¼ teaspoon cinnamon ¾ cup almond milk Mix that all together and pour into a mason jar—so people at work will know how healthy and Pinteresting you are—then stick it in the fridge overnight. Sneak bites while hovered over your desk the next day, spooning globs of extra-crunchy peanut butter on top to mask the feeling of wet boogers on your tongue. Fart all morning. Take a massive shit by 3:00 p.m. Repeat. 18. Take a shower every day. When I first wrote this, the idea was that taking a shower every day would be a good way to feel like a productive, fresh start to the new day’s dawn was possible.
Lonely Planet Pocket San Francisco by Lonely Planet, Alison Bing
Albert Einstein, back-to-the-land, Bay Area Rapid Transit, Burning Man, Chuck Templeton: OpenTable:, edge city, G4S, game design, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, Mason jar, Silicon Valley, stealth mode startup, Stewart Brand, transcontinental railway, Zipcar
This overachiever won a James Beard Award for restaurant design – don’t miss the sleek deck – and serves sophisticated bar bites like pork pate with aspic and farm egg with pork belly. (www.baragricole.com; 355 11th St; 6-10pm Sun-Wed, to late Thu-Sat, brunch 11am-2pm Sun; Folsom St, Van Ness) Bar Agricole THOMAS WINZ/LONELY PLANET IMAGES © 24 Bloodhound Bar Offline map Google map The murder of crows painted on the ceiling is definitely an omen: nights at Bloodhound assume mythic proportions with top-shelf booze served in Mason jars and pool marathons under a Viking deer-antler chandelier. SF’s best food trucks often park out front; ask the barkeep to suggest a pairing. (www.bloodhoundsf.com; 1145 Folsom St; 4pm-2am; Folsom St, Van Ness) 25 RN74 Wine Bar Offline map Google map Wine collectors and encyclopedia authors must envy the Rajat Parr–designed wine menu at RN74, a definitive volume that covers obscure Italian and Austrian entries, long-lost French vintages, and California’s most thorough account of cult wines.
On any given night, SF’s creative contingent pack the place to celebrate an art opening, dance show or fashion launch – and when Iggy Pop or David Bowie hits the jukebox, watch out. (2301 Folsom St; 5pm-1am; 18th St, 16th St Mission) 22 Heart Wine Bar Offline map Google map Friendly, arty, gourmet – this wine bar is all Heart. Check the website for Kitchenette’s pop-up nights, serving five-star organic, seasonal meals (share plates $4 to $12). Heart’s pinot noir is entirely too good for dribbly Mason jars, but the wine menu descriptions are ingenious: one malbec is ‘for kids who ate dirt’ and a French white shows ‘more soul than Marvin Gaye.’ (www.heartsf.com; 1270 Valencia St; 5pm-11pm Sun, Mon & Wed, to midnight Thu-Sat; 24th St Mission) 23 Lexington Club Lesbian Bar Offline map Google map Also known as the Hex, because the odds are eerily high that you’ll develop a crush on your girlfriend’s ex-girlfriend here over $4 beer, pool marathons, pinball and tattoo comparisons.
Speakeasies Smuggler’s Cove (Click here ) Behind tinted doors lurks a triple-decker pirate shipwreck, with 70 historically researched cocktails and 200 rums. Bourbon & Branch (Click here ) Prohibition- perfect cocktails in a secret backroom library bar. Wine Bars RN74 (Click here ) The best list in town, and possibly the west coast – plus a Michael Mina–designed bar menu. Heart (Click here ) Wine in Mason jars, inspired small plates and warm welcomes. All Heart. Two Sisters Bar & Books (Click here ) A bookish beauty with bargain happy hours. Cafes Caffe Trieste (Click here ) The soul of North Beach: poets, directors, accordion jams and espresso. Ritual Coffee Roasters (Click here ) Cultish coffee roasted onsite and prepared by expert baristas. Trouble Coffee (Click here ) Local roasts and breakfasts with the Ocean Beach surfer crowd.
Paleo Eats: 111 Comforting Gluten-Free, Grain-Free and Dairy-Free Recipes for the Foodie in You by Kelly Bejelly
Pour the hollandaise sauce over the top and serve immediately. VARIATION: EGGS BENEDICT WITH POACHED EGGS To make poached eggs, bring 4 cups of water just to the point of boiling in a deep sauté pan or skillet. Reduce the heat to medium and add 1 teaspoon of apple cider vinegar. Using tongs, lower 4 small-mouth metal mason jar rings into the water. Working with one egg at a time, crack an egg into a small heatproof cup. Place the cup just above the surface of the hot water and slowly slide the egg into the center of a mason jar ring. This will help keep the egg whites from spreading out. Repeat with 3 more eggs. Turn off the heat and poach until the egg whites are cooked, approximately 4 minutes. Remove the eggs with a slotted spoon. Berry Parfait Fresh ripe berries, panna cotta, and homemade granola combine to create the perfect grab-and-go treat for breakfast.
Place all of the ingredients in a 6-quart slow cooker and stir well to combine. 2. Cook on the high setting for 6 to 8 hours. The result will be a chunky-style sauce. If you want a smooth sauce, you can purée it in the slow cooker using an immersion blender or purée it in small batches in a regular blender. 3. This sauce will keep for a week in the refrigerator. You can also freeze it in freezer-safe wide-mouth mason jars and reheat as needed. Thai Almond Sauce This easy, no-cook sauce has an authentic Thai taste. You would never guess that it’s made with almond butter instead of the traditional peanut butter. It is thick, nutty, and rich with spices, and it makes a great dipping sauce for chicken, beef, or pork. The dishes you make with it are limited only by your imagination! I love throwing it in a cast-iron skillet with chicken and serving it over Garlic Fried Rice (see here).
The Paleo Kitchen: Finding Primal Joy in Modern Cooking by Juli Bauer, George Bryant
It will be much easier for you to prepare recipes and rummage through your refrigerator and freezer if you know that like items are kept together. Freeze your items as flat as possible. Keep them in flat, airtight containers, and you will be able to stack them more neatly. Get yourself a label maker or chalkboard labels so you can label and date all your bulk food containers. That way, you’ll never mix up your almond flour and coconut flour. Mason jars and airtight containers are great for storing nuts, spices, and even some of the Paleo flours. FOOD STORAGE TIPS REFRIGERATOR Apples Beans Berries Broccoli Cabbage Carrots Cauliflower Celery Cherries Cucumbers Eggplants Ginger Grapes Jalapenos Leafy greens Mushrooms Zucchini ROOM TEMPERATURE OR COOL PANTRY Apricots Avocados Bananas Citrus Garlic Kiwi Melons Nectarines Onions Peaches Pears Pineapples Plums Sweet potatoes Winter squash TAKE CARE OF YOUR PROTEINS We like to treat our meat like royalty.
Whisk together to evenly distribute the ingredients. Add the coconut oil, maple sugar, vanilla, and eggs and beat by hand or with an electric mixer until a dough has formed. 3. Dust the work surface with almond flour and lay the dough out, pressing down until it is about ½ inch (12 mm) thick. 4. Using a cookie cutter, cut the dough into 2½-inch (6-cm) circles. No cookie cutter? Use the lid to a spice jar or small mason jar. This should create around 40 small cookies. 5. Place 20 of the cookies on the prepared baking sheet about ½ inch (12 mm) apart and bake for 5 minutes. Immediately remove the cookies and place them on a rack to cool. Repeat with another batch of 20 or so cookies. 6. While the cookies cool, make the pumpkin butter. Place the pecans in a food processor and puree until smooth. Then add the pumpkin puree and maple syrup and puree until well combined. 7.
Use a spoon to stir the ingredients together. Add the salt, allspice, cloves, mustard powder, cinnamon, and pepper and stir again. Cover and cook on low for 8 hours. 2. Once the ketchup is done, remove the lid and use an immersion blender to blend the ketchup until smooth. (If you don’t have an immersion blender, transfer the mixture in small batches to a blender to blend it.) Place the ketchup in mason jars or containers and let cool to room temperature before refrigerating. Store in the refrigerator for up to 4 weeks. Pistachio Pesto MAKES: 1 cup (240 ml) | PREP TIME: 5 minutes Ingredients 1 cup (125 grams) raw shelled pistachios 2 cloves garlic, roughly chopped 1 cup (25 grams) fresh basil leaves ½ to 1 cup (120 to 240 ml) extra virgin olive oil (see Note) 3 tablespoons freshly squeezed lemon juice pinch of fine-grain sea salt and freshly ground black pepper Process Place the pistachios in a food processor and pulse until they are broken down into small pieces.
The Autoimmune Paleo Cookbook & Action Plan: A Practical Guide to Easing Your Autoimmune Disease Symptoms With Nourishing Food by Michelle Anderson
Fermentation produces beneficial probiotic bacteria that assist in the digestive process and promote gut health. 2 heads green cabbage, finely shredded (set aside about 8 large outer leaves) ¼ cup sea salt 1. Sterilize three or four 1-quart mason jars and their lids by dipping them in boiling water using tongs. Carefully set aside. Thoroughly wash everything you will be using. 2. Place the shredded cabbage in a very large bowl, layering it with the salt. 3. Massage and scrunch the cabbage with your hands until liquid starts to purge out, and the cabbage becomes limp and watery, about 10 minutes. 4. Pack the cabbage into the clean jars and pour any leftover liquid in the bowl into the jars. 5. Cover the cabbage in the jars with the reserved leaves so that the shredded vegetable stays submerged in the liquid. 6. Place a small jelly jar filled with clean rocks or marbles on the leaves in the tops of the mason jars to weigh down the sauerkraut. 7. Cover the mouth of each jar with a square of fine mesh cheesecloth secured with a rubber band (leave off the jar lids).
The most important part of pickling is to be sure everything you use is scrupulously clean. This includes your own hands, the jars and lids, and the pot you boil the water and salt in for the brine. The cucumbers should also be blemish-free, with no soft or discolored spots, to create safe and deliciously crisp pickles. 20 to 24 (4-inch) pickling cucumbers 4 garlic cloves, smashed 4 bay leaves 3 cups filtered water, plus more as needed ¼ cup sea salt 1. Sterilize two 1-quart mason jars and their lids by dipping them in boiling water using tongs. Carefully set aside. Thoroughly wash everything you will be using. 2. Pack the jars halfway full with the cucumbers, then add 1 garlic clove and 1 bay leaf to each jar. Press down firmly. 3. Pack the remaining cucumbers in the jars and add 1 garlic clove and 1 bay leaf to the top of each jar. Leave about 2 inches of free space at the top of each jar.
Come and Take It: The Gun Printer's Guide to Thinking Free by Cody Wilson
3D printing, 4chan, active measures, Airbnb, airport security, Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic, assortative mating, bitcoin, Chelsea Manning, disintermediation, fiat currency, Google Glasses, gun show loophole, jimmy wales, lifelogging, Mason jar, means of production, Menlo Park, Minecraft, national security letter, New Urbanism, peer-to-peer, Peter Thiel, Richard Stallman, ride hailing / ride sharing, Skype, thinkpad, WikiLeaks, working poor
Liberator barrel bores must be treated with acetone vapor to improve their layer adhesion in a pretty lengthy process. It took me a few hours to really get the feel for it.” I was pointing to the sauce pan and jar now. “I pour more than one cup of acetone into a mason jar, placing that mason jar in a sauce pan half filled with water. I heat the pan over a propane or gasoline camp stove, being careful in how I administer the flow of gas. The water in the pan is gently heated to a boil, which in turn brings the acetone to a boil as well. Once I see vapor, I cradle the barrel in my gloved hands and bring it over the opening of the mason jar. But this is not enough for the vapor to act on the barrel’s bore.” I went on. “I allow one end to be worked on by the vapor for twenty or so seconds, then remove the barrel, turn it the other direction, and allow the vapor to work through the bore from the other end.
Not That Kind of Girl: A Young Woman Tells You What She's "Learned" by Lena Dunham
I liked everything that led up to it: the guessing, the tentative, loaded interactions, the stilted conversation on the cold walks home, looking at myself in the mirror in someone else’s closet-sized bathroom. I liked the glimpse it gave me into my partner’s subconscious, which was maybe the only time I actually believed anyone besides me even existed. I liked the part where I got the sense that someone else could, maybe even did, desire me. But sex itself was a mystery. Nothing quite fit. Intercourse felt, often, like shoving a loofah into a Mason jar. And I could never sleep afterward. If we parted ways, my mind was buzzing and I couldn’t get clean. If we slept in the same bed, my legs cramped and I stared at the wall. How could I sleep when the person beside me had firsthand knowledge of my mucous membranes? Junior year of college, I found a solution to this problem: platonic bed sharing, the act of welcoming a person you’re attracted to into your bed for a night that contains everything but sex.
Rather than admit that he didn’t want to waste two hours watching a woman’s interior life unfold, he would tell me these films “lack structure.” Structure was a constant topic. He built shelves, wrote scripts, and dressed for the cold weather with a rigor and discipline that, while initially intriguing, came to feel like living under a Communist regime. Rules, rules, rules: no mixing navy and black, no stacking books horizontally, pour your beverage into a twenty-ounce Mason jar, and make sure something big happens on this page. 5 This is a reference to when I told him that, as a child, I was hypnotized by my own beauty. This was the time in life before I learned it wasn’t considered appropriate by society at large to like yourself. 6 Although he worked a job that involved heavy lifting and hard labor, his true passion was writing fiction, and after much cajoling on my part he gave me one of his stories to read.
“What are we gonna do to him?” Her Brooklyn accent only comes out when she’s angry. This is the best part. “I can’t do this anymore,” I say, and crumple against the window. He sits in the driver’s seat of his green jeep, wondering what I’m so upset about while I cry behind my sunglasses. We park in silence, and he leads me back to his apartment like I’m a little kid in trouble. We shut the door, and he fills a Mason jar with water and tells me I’m the only person who has ever mattered to him. He says he knows I feel the same way, his face contorted in the only display of emotion I’ve seen since we met. Finally, after three more attempts at ending it—at the beach, on the phone, via email—I sit with my friend Merritt at a sidewalk café in Park Slope. It’s a little too cold to be outside and we wear our sunglasses, shrinking down into our hoodies.
The Trouble With Brunch: Work, Class and the Pursuit of Leisure by Shawn Micallef
big-box store, call centre, cognitive dissonance, David Brooks, deindustrialization, ghettoisation, Jane Jacobs, Joan Didion, knowledge worker, liberation theology, Mason jar, McMansion, new economy, post scarcity, Richard Florida, Ronald Reagan, Thorstein Veblen, urban sprawl, World Values Survey
It was as if a casting director had instructed a group of well-dressed extras with elaborately tied scarves to stand in a line that didn’t look like a line. Non-conformists, all of them, like their non-conformist cousins in Toronto and elsewhere. Directly in front of the small restaurant itself was a row of five or six pink wooden patio tables and chairs with a handful of people sitting down at them, arms folded to ward off the cool May air. In the middle of each table, as at so many brunch places around the world, a Mason jar had been repurposed to hold cut roses. We made our way past this human tableau to the front door and did the apprehensive ‘We’re-not-cutting-we’re-just-checking’ door opening where we were met by a fashionable and frowning hostess who sighed and, looking at the non-line, said, in English, it would be a while before something inside was available, but we could sit outside immediately if we wanted to, so we did.
Beloved, once-working-class urban areas like Toronto’s Kensington Market, New York’s Lower East Side and Williamsburg, or London’s Hackney have been transformed into places that maintain the general aesthetic of their working-class roots but perform a much more complicated role in the lifestyle of middle-class people. There’s a reason so many brunch places have such a distinctly rough-edged aesthetic: plain wooden chairs, worn wood reclaimed from barns, the substantial bill for the experience tucked into an old mason jar: they are all artifacts of the real. They lend an experience that’s highly performative, artificial and under a utilitarian sheen of authenticity. They say, This is a real experience, connected and rooted, not concocted. Physicality is important; it provides connections to people who did things and to actual objects that age and alter. It’s a strange kind of ju-jitsu – a rejection of the trappings of middle-class life in favour of a more expensive and cleaner simulation of working-class life.
Cast-Iron Cooking with Sisters on the Fly by Irene Rawlings
It is a time to relax around the campfire, to catch up, to tell tall tales about fishing, to show off junque-jaunt treasures, to share recipes, and to plan the next day’s adventures. The Sisters love inventing cocktails and improving on cocktails they’ve enjoyed in swank nightclubs or gritty roadhouses—the kind with great music. They make cilantro martinis. They infuse vodka with black tea or jalape ños. They make cocktails that will knock your socks off, and light thirst-quenchers for a hot summer day—frothy, refreshing, tall or short, served in sterling silver or in a mason jar. The Sisters also take on the eternal challenge of what to do with leftover lemonade. The recipes in this chapter are perfect for a hot summer day or to take the chill off an autumn evening. BEER-BERRY SISTA-RITA This cool drink is very refreshing after a long day on the river. Deb Shaffer-Gaskill (Sister #2017) shares her recipe. Serves 6 1 (12-ounce) can frozen limeade concentrate 3 (12-ounce) long-necked beers 8 ounces tequila Juice of 2 fresh limes 2 cups berry-flavored soda pop (Mountain Dew Code Red, Berry Sprite, or Berry 7-Up) Fresh berries, for garnish (optional) Mint sprigs, for garnish (optional) In a large glass pitcher, mix together the limeade concentrate, beer, tequila, fresh lime juice, and soda pop.
Serves 6 1 (12-ounce) can frozen limeade concentrate 3 (12-ounce) long-necked beers 8 ounces tequila Juice of 2 fresh limes 2 cups berry-flavored soda pop (Mountain Dew Code Red, Berry Sprite, or Berry 7-Up) Fresh berries, for garnish (optional) Mint sprigs, for garnish (optional) In a large glass pitcher, mix together the limeade concentrate, beer, tequila, fresh lime juice, and soda pop. Serve in Mason jars, either poured over ice cubes or blended in a blender with crushed ice. Garnish with fresh berries or mint. HAWAIIAN LAVA FLOW When you’re dreaming about Hawaii, sometimes only an umbrella drink will do. Robin Caraway (Sister #1078) and her mom, Joan Eaton (Sister #1079), developed this tropical recipe. Serves 1 2 fresh strawberries, hulled, plus more for garnish ¼ ripe (but not too ripe) banana 1½ ounces coconut-flavored Malibu rum 2 tablespoons pineapple juice 1 tablespoon orange juice Mash the strawberries and banana in the bottom of a shaker: Fill the shaker with ice and then add the rum, pineapple juice, and orange juice.
Where Good Ideas Come from: The Natural History of Innovation by Steven Johnson
Ada Lovelace, Albert Einstein, Alfred Russel Wallace, carbon-based life, Cass Sunstein, cleantech, complexity theory, conceptual framework, cosmic microwave background, creative destruction, crowdsourcing, data acquisition, digital Maoism, digital map, discovery of DNA, Dmitri Mendeleev, double entry bookkeeping, double helix, Douglas Engelbart, Douglas Engelbart, Drosophila, Edmond Halley, Edward Lloyd's coffeehouse, Ernest Rutherford, Geoffrey West, Santa Fe Institute, greed is good, Hans Lippershey, Henri Poincaré, hive mind, Howard Rheingold, hypertext link, invention of air conditioning, invention of movable type, invention of the printing press, invention of the telephone, Isaac Newton, Islamic Golden Age, James Hargreaves, James Watt: steam engine, Jane Jacobs, Jaron Lanier, Johannes Kepler, John Snow's cholera map, Joseph Schumpeter, Joseph-Marie Jacquard, Kevin Kelly, lone genius, Louis Daguerre, Louis Pasteur, Mason jar, mass immigration, Mercator projection, On the Revolutions of the Heavenly Spheres, online collectivism, packet switching, PageRank, patent troll, pattern recognition, price mechanism, profit motive, Ray Oldenburg, Richard Florida, Richard Thaler, Ronald Reagan, side project, Silicon Valley, silicon-based life, six sigma, Solar eclipse in 1919, spinning jenny, Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, Stewart Brand, The Death and Life of Great American Cities, The Great Good Place, The Wisdom of Crowds, Thomas Kuhn: the structure of scientific revolutions, transaction costs, urban planning
BUNSEN BURNER (1856) German chemist Robert Bunsen developed the burner in order to carry out experiments on spectral emissions of elements, for which the technology did not yet exist. Stymied by the weak gas burners of the day, Bunsen produced a burner with an incredibly hot and nearly invisible flame, and it became the standard laboratory burner many still use today. MASON JAR (1858) Improving upon the inefficient jars commonly used at the time, tinsmith John L. Mason invented a type of jar that would one day bear his name: a blocky glass container with a screw top and rubber lining to create an airtight seal. The Mason jar became essential in preserving perishable goods. LEAD-ACID BATTERY (1859) French physicist Gaston Plante invented the first rechargeable battery while experimenting with the conductive power of rolled sheets of lead and sulfuric acid. NATURAL SELECTION (1859) Natural selection was first formulated by Charles Darwin in the late 1830s, though he did not publish his ideas until 1859 in his book The Origin of Species, after being spurred on by the very similar theories that had been independently developed by the British naturalist Alfred Russel Wallace.
Kosterlitz, Hans Krebs cycle Kuhn, Thomas Kühne, Wilhelm Kundra, Vivek Laennec, René Lamarckianism Landsteiner, Karl Langton, Christopher Lanier, Jaron Lasers Lavoisier, Antoine Lee, William Leeuwenhoek, Antonie Philips van Lehrer, Jonah Leibniz, Gottfried Wilhelm Lenormand, Louis-Sébastien Leonardo da Vinci Lessig, Lawrence Libby, Willard Liebig, Justus von Life, origins of simulation of Light spectrum of speed of Lightbulbs Lightning rods Lilienthal, Otto Linnaeus, Carl Lion, Alexandre Lippershey, Hans Liquid networks Lithography Lloyd, Edward Locke, John Locomotives Loewi, Otto Logarithms London cholera in Science Museum University World’s Fair (1862) Long-zoom perspective Looms, mechanization of Loschmidt, Joseph Louis XIII, King of France Lovelace, Ada Lyell, Charles Magnetism Malthus, Thomas Maps Google Mercator projection Marconi, Guglielmo Marin le Bourgeoys Mariotte, Edme Marius, Simon Martin, Odile Marx, Karl Mason, John Mason jars Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) Building Mass production Mathematical symbols Mauna Kea Mauritius Maybach, Wilhelm Mayer, Marissa McClure, Frank T. McGaffey, Ives W. McKeen, William McPherson, Isaac Mellotron synthesizer Mendel, Gregor Mendeleev, Dmitri Mendelian genetics Mercator projection Mesopotamia Metabolism, relationship of size to Michelangelo Microorganisms Microscopes Microsoft Building Windows Windows Media Player Microwave ovens Microwaves Milky Way Miller, Stanley L.
Misbehaving: The Making of Behavioral Economics by Richard H. Thaler
"Robert Solow", 3Com Palm IPO, Albert Einstein, Alvin Roth, Amazon Mechanical Turk, Andrei Shleifer, Apple's 1984 Super Bowl advert, Atul Gawande, Berlin Wall, Bernie Madoff, Black-Scholes formula, business cycle, capital asset pricing model, Cass Sunstein, Checklist Manifesto, choice architecture, clean water, cognitive dissonance, conceptual framework, constrained optimization, Daniel Kahneman / Amos Tversky, delayed gratification, diversification, diversified portfolio, Edward Glaeser, endowment effect, equity premium, Eugene Fama: efficient market hypothesis, experimental economics, Fall of the Berlin Wall, George Akerlof, hindsight bias, Home mortgage interest deduction, impulse control, index fund, information asymmetry, invisible hand, Jean Tirole, John Nash: game theory, John von Neumann, Kenneth Arrow, Kickstarter, late fees, law of one price, libertarian paternalism, Long Term Capital Management, loss aversion, market clearing, Mason jar, mental accounting, meta analysis, meta-analysis, money market fund, More Guns, Less Crime, mortgage debt, Myron Scholes, Nash equilibrium, Nate Silver, New Journalism, nudge unit, Paul Samuelson, payday loans, Ponzi scheme, presumed consent, pre–internet, principal–agent problem, prisoner's dilemma, profit maximization, random walk, randomized controlled trial, Richard Thaler, Robert Shiller, Robert Shiller, Ronald Coase, Silicon Valley, South Sea Bubble, Stanford marshmallow experiment, statistical model, Steve Jobs, Supply of New York City Cabdrivers, technology bubble, The Chicago School, The Myth of the Rational Market, The Signal and the Noise by Nate Silver, The Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith, Thomas Kuhn: the structure of scientific revolutions, transaction costs, ultimatum game, Vilfredo Pareto, Walter Mischel, zero-sum game
If you want to get people to do stuff, lotteries can be very effective motivation. 9 Buckets and Budgets In those interviews with families that I used to inform my thinking about how households manage their finances, we learned that many households, especially those on a tight budget, used explicit budgeting rules. For families that dealt mostly in cash (credit cards were just coming into use at this time in the late 1970s), many would often use some version of an envelope system. One envelope (or mason jar) for rent, another for food, another for utilities, and so forth. In many cases the particular method used was one they had learned from their parents. Organizations do something similar. Departments have budgets, and there are limits for specific categories within those budgets. The existence of budgets can violate another first principle of economics: money is fungible, meaning that it has no labels restricting what it can be spent on.
Some of that money might be spent on improving the grade of gasoline, but only a minuscule amount. On average, if a family’s income goes up by $1,000 a year, their propensity to buy something other than regular grade gasoline increases by only 0.1%. So a family of Econs might decide to treat their car to one tank a year of mid-grade gas, and spend the rest of their windfall on things more valuable. Suppose instead a family of Humans has a gas budget, possibly kept in a mason jar in the kitchen. Like the Econ family, they will spend some of that money on taking more road trips, but they might also think, hey, gasoline is so cheap now I might as well buy the good stuff. That is exactly what Hastings and Shapiro found. The shift toward higher grades of gasoline was fourteen times greater than would be expected in a world in which money is treated as fungible. Further supporting the mental accounting interpretation of the results, the authors found that there was no tendency for families to upgrade the quality of two other items sold at the grocery stores, milk and orange juice.
It remains to be seen whether the norm of paying off the mortgage before retirement will ever reemerge. If the long-expected trend of rising interest rates ever gets started, we may see people resume the habit of paying off their mortgage because refinancing will be less enticing at higher rates. Otherwise, home equity might remain a leaky bucket. Like most aspects of mental accounting, setting up non-fungible budgets is not entirely silly. Be it with mason jars, envelopes, or sophisticated financial apps, a household that makes a serious effort to create a financial plan will have an easier time living within its means. The same goes for businesses, large or small. But sometimes those budgets can lead to bad decision-making, such as deciding that the Great Recession is a good time to upgrade the kind of gasoline you put in your car. 10 At the Poker Table During my time at Cornell, a group of economics faculty members met periodically for a low-stakes poker game.
All About Asset Allocation, Second Edition by Richard Ferri
activist fund / activist shareholder / activist investor, asset allocation, asset-backed security, barriers to entry, Bernie Madoff, buy and hold, capital controls, commoditize, commodity trading advisor, correlation coefficient, Daniel Kahneman / Amos Tversky, diversification, diversified portfolio, equity premium, estate planning, financial independence, fixed income, full employment, high net worth, Home mortgage interest deduction, implied volatility, index fund, intangible asset, Long Term Capital Management, Mason jar, money market fund, mortgage tax deduction, passive income, pattern recognition, random walk, Richard Thaler, risk tolerance, risk-adjusted returns, risk/return, Robert Shiller, Robert Shiller, selection bias, Sharpe ratio, stocks for the long run, survivorship bias, too big to fail, transaction costs, Vanguard fund, yield curve
Bernie Madoff’s former clients know that too well. Planning for Investment Success 9 THE ASSETS IN ASSET ALLOCATION At its core, asset allocation is about dividing your wealth into different places to reduce the risk of a large loss. One hundred years ago, that may have meant your burying some cash in Mason jars around the barn in addition to hiding money in your mattress and the cookie jar. If your house went up in flames, at least the buried Mason jar money would survive. I am not advocating putting money in a mattress or in Mason jars as an asset allocation strategy. This book focuses on placing money in publicly available investments such as mutual funds and exchange-traded funds (ETFs), and how that fits in with other assets such as your home, other real estate, businesses, hard assets such as coins and art, restricted corporate stock and stock options, and any claim you have on employer pensions, Social Security, and an annuity income.
Cooked: A Natural History of Transformation by Michael Pollan
biofilm, bioinformatics, Columbian Exchange, correlation does not imply causation, creative destruction, dematerialisation, Drosophila, energy security, Gary Taubes, Hernando de Soto, hygiene hypothesis, Kickstarter, Louis Pasteur, Mason jar, microbiome, peak oil, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Steven Pinker, women in the workforce
No less an authority than Steinkraus had written that the safety record of fermented vegetables was very good even when “the foods are manufactured by people without training in microbiology or chemistry in unhygienic, contaminated environments.” (That would be me.) One USDA scientist went so far as to claim that there has never been a documented case of food-borne illness from eating fermented vegetables. Suitably reassured, I bought a case of quart-sized Mason jars at the hardware store. I did not sterilize them, just rinsed them out with some hot tap water. I also ordered online a 7.5-liter German sauerkraut crock. The perimeter of this ceramic crock has a deep circular well into which the lid fits; filling this moat with an inch or two of water creates an airlock that prevents oxygen from getting in while allowing the carbon dioxide emitted during fermentation to bubble out.
According to Katz, there are two basic approaches to fermenting vegetables: leafy ones, like cabbage, are best fermented in their own juices, whereas others require the addition of a brine to keep them fully submerged in liquid. The saltiness of the brine is a matter of personal preference, but several of the sources I consulted recommended 5 percent, so I started with that. I dissolved the salt in a pot of hot water (roughly an ounce of salt for every three cups of water), to which I added various combinations of spices.* While the mixture cooled on the stovetop, I packed the vegetables into a Mason jar (usually with cloves of garlic, sometimes with sliced ginger as well) and then poured the brine over them. Katz had said the vegetables should be completely submerged, but invariably some insist on floating to the top, exposing themselves to oxygen—and the possibility of rot. I tried a variety of tricks to force them back underwater, including a saucer, some Ping-Pong balls, a plastic bag filled with pebbles, and some weighted grape leaves.
Three days after filling it, the big crock of kraut began to stir, every few minutes emitting a bubble of gas with a resonant cartoony-sounding baritone burble. Fermentation had begun, which meant it was time to move the crock to a cooler location in the basement, so that it wouldn’t proceed too fast. So what was going on in there, deep within those thick brown ceramic walls? This sort of microbial cooking is invisible and gradual—not much drama to observe, apart from the occasional bubble or bulging of lids on the Mason jars. Yet there was a kind of drama unfolding in these containers, a microscaled drama I had set in motion simply by shredding and salting some dead plant parts. In doing so, I had created a very particular environment—an ecological niche that was in the process of being colonized by new life. (In this respect, too, the crock resembled a fish tank—only this was a microbe tank.) But what was uncanny was how the niche had populated itself—spontaneously.
San Francisco by Lonely Planet
airport security, Albert Einstein, Apple II, back-to-the-land, banking crisis, Bay Area Rapid Transit, Burning Man, California gold rush, car-free, carbon footprint, centre right, Chuck Templeton: OpenTable:, David Brooks, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, G4S, game design, glass ceiling, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, Joan Didion, Loma Prieta earthquake, Mason jar, New Urbanism, Silicon Valley, South of Market, San Francisco, stealth mode startup, stem cell, Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, Stewart Brand, transcontinental railway, urban sprawl, Whole Earth Catalog, Zipcar
(Click here ) Contemporary Jewish Museum (Click here) SABRINA DALBESIO / LONELY PLANET IMAGES © Saloons Comstock Saloon Vintage Victorian watering hole with lantern lighting, strong drink and dainty bar bites. (Click here ) Elixir Serving spur-shaking cocktails since the Gold Rush – only now they’re organic. (Click here ) Homestead Front-parlor dive bar complete with stamped-tin ceiling, Boddington’s on tap and peanuts in the shell. (Click here ) Bloodhound Antler chandeliers, cocktails in Mason jars and a murder of crows on the ceiling. (Click here ) Rickhouse Bartenders in newsboy caps pour vicious punch bowls and whiskey straight from the barrel. (Click here ) Madrone Victorian art bar with an absinthe fountain and the ultimate saloon showdown: Michael Jackson versus Prince. (Click here ) Vista Points Coit Tower Up Greenwich St stairs, atop Telegraph Hill, inside the 1930s tower, and atop the viewing platform: 360-degree panoramas.
Cocktails Tonight you’re gonna party like it’s 1899. Before picking up their shakers at night, local bartenders spend days dusting off historic SF recipes. Gone are the mad-scientist’s mixology beakers of two years ago: today SF’s drink historians are judged by their absinthe fountains and displays of swizzle sticks from defunct ocean liners. Just don’t be surprised if your anachronistic cocktail comes served in a cordial glass, punch bowl or Mason jar, instead of a tumbler, highball or martini glass. All that authenticity-tripping over cocktails may sound self-conscious, but after enjoying strong pours at SF’s vintage saloons and speakeasies, consciousness is hardly an issue. Happy hour specials or well drinks run $6 to $7, and gourmet choices with premium hooch run $8 to $14. Top-shelf SF Bay hooch includes No. 209 Gin, Hangar vodka and Old Potrero whiskey.
Heart Bar Offline map Google map (www.heartsf.com; 1270 Valencia St; 5pm-11pm Sun, Mon & Wed, to midnight Thu-Sat; & 24th St Mission) Friendly, arty, gourmet: this wine bar is all Heart. Check the website to arrive when Kitchenette pop-up is serving five-star organic, seasonal meals (share plates $4 to $12) – that masala cauliflower panna cotta will have you licking the jam jar it came in (ahem). The pinot noir is entirely too good for dribbly Mason jars, but there’s no resisting the wine menu descriptions: one malbec is ‘for kids who ate dirt’ and a French white shows ‘more soul than Marvin Gaye.’ Homestead Bar Offline map Google map (2301 Folsom St; 5pm-1am; 18th St, 16th St Mission) Your friendly Victorian corner dive c 1893, complete with carved-wood bar, roast peanuts in the shell, cheap draft beer and Victorian tin-stamped ceiling. On any given night, SF’s creative contingent pack the place to celebrate an art opening, dance show or fashion launch – and when Iggy Pop or David Bowie hits the jukebox, watch out.
That Will Never Work: The Birth of Netflix and the Amazing Life of an Idea by Marc Randolph
Airbnb, crowdsourcing, high net worth, inventory management, Isaac Newton, Jeff Bezos, late fees, loose coupling, Mason jar, pets.com, recommendation engine, rolodex, Sand Hill Road, Silicon Valley, Silicon Valley startup, Snapchat, Steve Jobs, Travis Kalanick
Our invitation had specified “Ranch Formal” dress, without any details about what “Ranch Formal” actually was. Interpretation ranged from my lederhosen (don’t ask) to Reed’s tuxedo (nattily paired with a straw hat) to product manager Kate Arnold’s vintage red gingham dress. It was hot, it was loud, and the group was quickly feeling the effects of the open bar, which served cocktails in quart-sized mason jars. Boris had somehow convinced one of the bartenders to give him a bottle of ice-cold vodka, a tray, and dozens of shot glasses, and he was drunkenly wandering around the mess hall, solemnly asking everyone he encountered the same question: “Are you een?” This was remarkable in and of itself, because Boris rarely spoke. I’m sure most of the office didn’t know what his voice sounded like, or that he had a strong accent, until that night.
Boris, at any rate, took shots regardless of what your answer was. (For a while, anyway. I faintly recall seeing him asleep on a picnic table before dinner was even over.) Just as things were starting to get wonderfully out of hand, I decided that I would bring the whole group together in song. Pulling several folded pages out of my pocket, I clambered up onto one of the long benches and, wobbling slightly, banged a spoon on the regrettably empty mason jar that had once held my gin and tonic. The crowd quieted. Using the melody from “God Rest You Merry, Gentlemen,” I began: Come join me friends and raise a glass to toast our newfound luck. Each week from every member we now extract a buck. It seems Marquee was just the key To prove that we don’t suck! And we soon will be rolling in dough… At this point, I held off, waiting for the lackluster call-and-response.
Reed grabbed hold of the cable handrail and bounded up the stairs, then ducked through the doorway and vanished into the plane. I followed him up, not quite sure what to expect from a private jet. Gold-plated bathroom fixtures? A giant king-size bed? A stand-up bar? (This latter amenity was actually the last thing in the world I wanted to see, since I was still struggling with the aftereffects of the previous night’s mason jars.) The interior of the jet was surprisingly businesslike—if you consider a huge platter of breakfast pastries and sliced fruit, a thermos of coffee, and a pitcher of freshly squeezed orange juice perched on the counter of a jet “businesslike.” Bottles of water and soda were visible through the glass door of a half-size refrigerator. A wicker basket overflowed with granola bars. The plane, a Learjet 35A, was smaller than I had imagined—but much nicer.
Fewer, Better Things: The Hidden Wisdom of Objects by Glenn Adamson
big-box store, blood diamonds, blue-collar work, Buckminster Fuller, carbon footprint, crowdsourcing, dematerialisation, dumpster diving, haute couture, informal economy, Jacquard loom, Joseph-Marie Jacquard, Mason jar, race to the bottom, trade route, white flight
Here’s how my grandfather told the story: What to do? There was the family’s winter meat supply useless on the ground and getting ready to spoil. So my sister did the only thing she could. She got out the butcher’s knife and butchered the pig. She kindled a fire in the kitchen cook-stove. She skinned the hog and cut it into pot-sized chunks. She cooked it on the woodstove in the hot kitchen. She washed and sterilized twenty mason jars. She cut up and packed the meat in the jars. She cooked the meat jars in the pressure cooker. She flipped down the latches on the jars. She let the jars cool and moved them to the cyclone cellar. Then she washed up and went to bed. This was a thirteen-year-old! What is amazing is that this skill set was more or less expected of girls her age (though impressive enough, I guess, that my grandfather remembered the tale many years later).
The difference between my great-aunt Gail and today’s children has something to do with a rise in squeamishness, but it is mainly a decline in material intelligence. She grew up on a midwestern farm in the midst of the Great Depression. Although the family was impoverished, they had a deep connection to the material world. Homesteaders like them would have been intimately familiar not only with raw meat and mason jars, but with many different types of timber, stone, clay, straw, metals, and innumerable other materials, and many different processes for working with them. If they needed to build a fence, they wouldn’t go to Home Depot—they would cut down a tree and split it into posts. Every day they fed and milked cows. After the cows were slaughtered or died, their hides furnished shoe leather for the family.
A Life Less Throwaway: The Lost Art of Buying for Life by Tara Button
clean water, collaborative consumption, David Attenborough, delayed gratification, Downton Abbey, hedonic treadmill, Internet of things, Kickstarter, life extension, Mark Zuckerberg, Mason jar, meta analysis, meta-analysis, period drama, Rana Plaza, Stanford marshmallow experiment, Steve Jobs, thinkpad
Commitment is highly linked to trust, and one of the reasons why we’re all so bad at committing nowadays is a lack of it. When it comes to buying, we know instinctively that we’re being manipulated and therefore we try to reduce the risk to ourselves by going for something cheap and easily replaceable. Which is the exact opposite of mindful curation. James Russell Lingerfelt, bestselling author of The Mason Jar, tells us that there are nine essential questions we should ask before committing to a person. I have pinched them (with his kind permission) and made them relevant to products instead. * * * exercise AN EXERCISE IN COMMITMENT The next time you’re about to buy something, use the following questions to help you decide whether to commit or not. 1.How well do I know them? (Have I done my research or could there be nasty surprises in store?)
Frederick, Christine, Selling Mrs. Consumer (Business Bourse, 1929). Gilbert, Elizabeth, Big Magic: Creative living beyond fear (Bloomsbury, 2016). Gladwell, Malcolm, Blink: The power of thinking without thinking (Little, Brown, 2005). Jackson, Tim, Prosperity without Growth: Economics for a finite planet (Earthscan, 2009). James, Oliver, Affluenza (Vermilion, 2007). Lingerfelt, James Russell, The Mason Jar (William and Keats, 2014). Lippincott, J. Gordon, Design for Business (Paul Theobald, 1947). Midler, Paul, Poorly Made in China: An insider’s account of the production game (John Wiley & Sons, 2009). Miller, Geoffrey, Must-Have: The hidden instincts behind everything we buy (Vintage, 2010). Moran, Caitlin, How to Be a Woman (Ebury Press, 2012). Papanek, Victor, Design for the Real World: Human ecology and social change (Academy Chicago Publishers, 1971, 1985).
The Secret Lives of Bats by Merlin Tuttle
We could alter the brightness by adjusting a lever, which controlled the rate at which water dripped onto the carbide. Even at their brightest, these lamps were dim compared to today’s LED lights, but they were the best we had. After allowing our eyes to adjust to the yellowish glow of our lamps, we began to look around, first noticing a room the size of a small bedroom on our left. It was strewn with old moonshine still paraphernalia, broken Mason jars, and parts of wooden barrels. The ceiling was smoke-blackened from the distilling process. Far more concerned about finding bats, we would later regret having assumed that moonshine stills in Baloney Cave were limited to the far distant past. This was our first venture into a cave. My father led the way, as we stepped carefully around slick spots on an uneven floor, our hands often supporting us against the moist limestone walls.
“Okay, but do it fast. Jes’ you twos. And don’t be comin’ back again.” We lit our carbide lamps and walked some 50 feet farther in, pretending to look for bats on the ceiling and walls while the man and his shotgun followed us several paces behind. Near the entrance, as we passed the side chamber, the edge of our light beams caught a motley collection of copper tubing, a small wood-burning stove, barrels, and Mason jars. Overwhelmed by the strong odor of fermentation, we quickly aimed our lights away and moved on. Without continuing far enough to find any bats, we turned around, ready to leave. The man behind us must have known we’d seen his still. Turning around to face him, my father said in a matter-of-fact tone, “Thanks for letting us look for bats in your cave. We’ll be on our way now.” The man said nothing, remaining inside the cave as we left with the biology class.
Sugar: A Bittersweet History by Elizabeth Abbott
addicted to oil, agricultural Revolution, Bartolomé de las Casas, British Empire, flex fuel, land tenure, liberation theology, Mason jar, Ralph Waldo Emerson, spinning jenny, strikebreaker, trade liberalization, trade route, transatlantic slave trade, women in the workforce, working poor
As food historian Waverley Root explains, “The rivalry between white and brown sugar provides a chapter in the history of snobbery.”591 As it became more affordable, white sugar also became a status symbol as people served it to guests and relegated brown sugar to the kitchen or for private use. As a measure of snobbery, sugar worked remarkably well, with molasses as its lowest form and refined white sugar its highest, and in between them, many grades of brown and coarser sugar. The 1858 invention of the Mason jar greatly increased the demand for white sugar. The Mason jar, a reusable, heavy glass container that could be tightly sealed, enabled women to preserve fruits and vegetables they could serve year-round. Because canning required white sugar rather than brown sugar or molasses, it, too, contributed to a large increase in the consumption of white sugar. ICE CREAM AND SODAS Ice cream, also sugar laden, was a popular urban treat.
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Heartland: A Memoir of Working Hard and Being Broke in the Richest Country on Earth by Sarah Smarsh
call centre, financial independence, housing crisis, income inequality, invisible hand, late fees, Mason jar, mortgage debt, mortgage tax deduction, offshore financial centre, Pepto Bismol, profit motive, Ronald Reagan, trickle-down economics, women in the workforce, working poor
I pressed my face against Betty’s back as Arnie sped us through another dip in the field that was so familiar to him. Betty’s arms were wrapped around someone’s, maybe her sister’s. Shelly’s arms were wrapped around my waist. To keep from falling out of the boat, we shifted our centers with every turn. People pay for a version of that now. They pay for hayrack rides through pumpkin patches, a safe industry called “agritourism.” They go to bars that use Mason jars for glasses. They even throw expensive weddings in barns. Somehow, I got the real thing, increasingly rare in an urbanizing world. I would have passed all sorts of poverties to you. But some late night a tractor would have pulled you, well fed by what we grew, under a clear sky full of stars. That laughter—that freedom—would have been the fortune you inherited. We were country people in the middle of the country, living in a way that, I gather from things they’ve said to me over the years, some middle-class people in cities and suburbs on coasts thought had died long ago.
Half wrapped in a cheap, faded comforter of white and blue, Betty would be sprawled across her full-size mattress, twisted and bent into an anguished position. Sometimes I walked in to pet the tiny dog that slept next to her, guarding her, and I’d see that even in sleep Betty’s light eyebrows were furrowed and there was a frown on her mouth, which had finally begun to wrinkle as a smoker’s lips will do. She smelled of ash and mint—the cigarettes, her candy Red Hots that she kept in a Mason jar, the chalky pink candies from the dollar store that tasted like Pepto-Bismol, the strong odor of Icy Hot menthol ointment spread across her shoulders to distract her from the pain she felt there. Betty had been diagnosed with chronic fatigue syndrome, which some doctors said was all in her head and others said was real. Chronic fatigue, or whatever it was, came with another problem, called fibromyalgia, also dubious if one believed medical texts.
Nudge: Improving Decisions About Health, Wealth, and Happiness by Richard H. Thaler, Cass R. Sunstein
Al Roth, Albert Einstein, asset allocation, availability heuristic, call centre, Cass Sunstein, choice architecture, continuous integration, Daniel Kahneman / Amos Tversky, desegregation, diversification, diversified portfolio, endowment effect, equity premium, feminist movement, fixed income, framing effect, full employment, George Akerlof, index fund, invisible hand, late fees, libertarian paternalism, loss aversion, Mahatma Gandhi, Mason jar, medical malpractice, medical residency, mental accounting, meta analysis, meta-analysis, Milgram experiment, money market fund, pension reform, presumed consent, price discrimination, profit maximization, rent-seeking, Richard Thaler, Right to Buy, risk tolerance, Robert Shiller, Robert Shiller, Saturday Night Live, school choice, school vouchers, transaction costs, Vanguard fund, Zipcar
The concept is beautifully illustrated by an exchange between the actors Gene Hackman and Dustin Hoffman in one of those extra features offered on DVDs. Hackman and Hoffman were friends back in their starving artist days, and Hackman tells the story of visiting Hoffman’s apartment and having his host ask him for a loan. Hackman agreed to the loan, but then they went into Hoffman’s kitchen, where several mason jars were lined up on the counter, each containing money. One jar was labeled “rent,” another “utilities,” and so forth. Hackman asked why, if Hoffman had so much money in jars, he could possibly need a loan, whereupon Hoffman pointed to the food jar, which was empty. According to economic theory (and simple logic), money is “fungible,” meaning that it doesn’t come with labels. Twenty dollars in the rent jar can buy just as much food as the same amount in the food jar.
For example, mental accounting contributed to the large increase in stock prices in the 1990s, as many people took on more and more risk with the justification that they were playing only with their gains from the past few years. Similarly, people are far more likely to splurge impulsively on a big luxury purchase when they receive an unexpected windfall than with savings that they have accumulated over time, even if those savings are fully available to be spent. Mental accounting matters precisely because the accounts are treated as nonfungible. True, the mason jars used by Dustin Hoffman (and his parents’ generation) have largely disappeared. But many households continue to designate accounts for various uses: children’s education, vacations, retirement, and so forth. In many cases these are literally different accounts, as opposed to entries in a ledger. The sanctity of these accounts can lead to seemingly bizarre behavior, such as simultaneously borrowing and lending at very different rates.
Educated by Tara Westover
My family always spent the warm months bottling fruit for storage, which Dad said we’d need in the Days of Abomination. One evening, Dad was uneasy when he came in from the junkyard. He paced the kitchen during dinner, hardly touching a bite. We had to get everything in order, he said. There was little time. We spent the next day boiling and skinning peaches. By sundown we’d filled dozens of Mason jars, which were set out in perfect rows, still warm from the pressure cooker. Dad surveyed our work, counting the jars and muttering to himself, then he turned to Mother and said, “It’s not enough.” That night Dad called a family meeting, and we gathered around the kitchen table, because it was wide and long, and could seat all of us. We had a right to know what we were up against, he said. He was standing at the head of the table; the rest of us perched on benches, studying the thick planks of red oak.
I imagined our escape, a midnight flight to the safety of the Princess. The mountain, I understood, was our ally. To those who knew her she could be kind, but to intruders she was pure treachery, and this would give us an advantage. Then again, if we were going to take cover on the mountain when the Feds came, I didn’t understand why we were canning all these peaches. We couldn’t haul a thousand heavy Mason jars up the peak. Or did we need the peaches so we could bunker down in the house, like the Weavers, and fight it out? Fighting it out seemed likely, especially a few days later when Dad came home with more than a dozen military-surplus rifles, mostly SKSs, their thin silver bayonets folded neatly under their barrels. The guns arrived in narrow tin boxes and were packed in Cosmoline, a brownish substance the consistency of lard that had to be stripped away.
Raising Cubby: A Father and Son's Adventures With Asperger's, Trains, Tractors, and High Explosives by John Elder Robison
As the night wore on, people got tired and communication broke down. Tempers flared as mistakes were made. At one point, an explosives tech emerged from the basement in a panic. “Guys! We gotta get out of here! There’s a mason jar full of acetone peroxide ready to explode.” Everyone turned on Cubby in anger. “You lied to us!” the bomb tech shouted at him, and everyone ran out of the basement and backed away from the house, as if the whole thing was about to detonate. Cubby kept his cool. “There’s no jar of explosive down there,” he said calmly. As the cops got over their initial panic and the house remained standing, Cubby looked at their photo of the “jar of explosive.” It was a mason jar, but it wasn’t full of acetone peroxide. It contained a harmless mix of water and baking soda. Cubby had told Agent Murray what was in each jar, but the techs who copied Cubby’s list made mistakes, confused themselves, and got scared.
The Rise and Fall of American Growth: The U.S. Standard of Living Since the Civil War (The Princeton Economic History of the Western World) by Robert J. Gordon
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Another early branded product, still in use today, was Lea and Perrin’s Worcestershire sauce.22 Although isolated examples of canned fruits, vegetables, and seafood had appeared, production in 1870 amounted to less than one can per person per year.23 Home preserving did not take off until after 1900, despite the introduction of the Mason jar in 1859, because of the perceived difficulty of the techniques and the relatively high price of the sugar needed for preserving.24 Canned foods were slow to be accepted in the eastern parts of the country because of expense, worry about contamination, and housewifely pride in “putting up” one’s own food and admiring the rows and rows of Mason jars with their colorful contents. It was in the frontier west that canned goods first reached widespread acceptance, primarily because they were the only way of introducing variety into an otherwise monotonous diet. An 1865 comment extolled the role of canned goods in the west: Few New England housekeepers present such a variety of excellent vegetables and fruits as we found everywhere here, at every hotel and station meal, and at every private dinner and supper.
Transportation among all the Great Inventions is noteworthy for achieving 100 percent of its potential increase in speed in little more than a century, from the first primitive railroads replacing the stagecoach in the 1830s to the Boeing 707 flying near the speed of sound in 1958. Households in the late nineteenth century spent half their family budgets on food, and the transition of the food supply from medieval to modern also occurred during the special century. The Mason jar, invented in 1859 by John Landis Mason, made it possible to preserve food at home. The first canned meats were fed to Northern troops during the Civil War, and during the late nineteenth century a vast array of branded processed foods, from Kellogg’s corn flakes and Borden’s condensed milk to Jell-O, entered American homes. The last step to the modern era, the invention of a method for freezing food, was achieved by Clarence Birdseye in 1916, though his invention had to wait for decades to become practical at home until in the 1950s the electric refrigerator had finally progressed enough to be able to maintain a zero temperature in its freezer compartment.
See men Malthus, Thomas, 31–32 managed care, 490–94, 496–97 managerial/professional employment, 256 manufacturing: American system for, 561–62; assembly line introduced for, 557; decline in, 499, 628–29; globalization and decline in, 633; Index of Industrial Production and Industrial Capacity of, 585–86; occupations in, 249; productivity in, 269–70; wages paid in, 279; work week and hours in, 258 March of Dimes, 467 Marconi, Guglielmo, 21, 191 Margo, Robert, 345, 503, 542, 613 marketing, 597–98 marriage, 630–32, 644 Marshall Field’s (department store), 89, 296–97 Martin, Mary, 417 Mason, John Landis, 5 Mason jar, 5 mass production, 155 Maxwell, James Clark, 191 Maybach, Wilhelm, 150 McAfee, Andrew, 593, 597 McClennan, Mark, 484 McCloskey, Deirdre, 23 McCormick, Cyrus, 28, 263–64, 291, 312, 568 McCullough, J. F., 167 McKinlay, John and Sonja, 213, 215 McNamara, Frank, 450 meat: consumption of, 66, 82, 333–34, 339; production of, 220–22; rationing of, 335 mechanical reaper, 263–64 Mecherle, George, 309 medical care: hospitals for, 226–31; paying for, 234–37; predicting future of, 594; See also health and health care medical professions, 207, 232–33, 244; in 1870, 50–51; after 1940, 476–77; doctors, 224–28; nurses, 230 medical research, 232–33, 480 medical schools, 226–27, 232–33; cost of medical care and, 234 medical technology, 478–82, 594 Medicare and Medicaid, 489–90, 518, 642 medium-sized cities, housing in, 110–12 Meeker, Edward, 215 Memphis (Tennessee), 217 men: elderly, in labor force, 252–53; erectile dysfunction in, 486; housework done by, 277; in labor force, 34, 248, 250; ratio of women to, 630–31; as stay-at-home husbands, 508; tastes in clothing for, 350; teenagers (1870), 58; in working class (1870), 56 mental health, 473 Mercedes (automobiles), 157 Meucci, Antonio, 574 Micro Instrumentation and Telemetry Systems (MITS), 452 Microsoft, 452, 453, 574 microwave ovens, 358, 362 middle class, 498; in 1870, 46–47; in 1950s and 1960s, 503; bungalow movement housing for, 108–10; housing for (late nineteenth century), 107; market-purchased clothing for, 85–86; small-town housing for, 111 Midwestern cities, housing in, 105–7 midwives, 231, 274 migrations: in 1870, 35–36; of blacks, 368; housing for, 100; westward, 54 milk, 81–82, 220, 245 Miller, Grant, 207, 217–18, 244 minimum wage, 616, 644, 645 mining industry, 266–67 Minneapolis (Minnesota), 151 Miron, Jeffrey, 646 Mitchell, Margaret, 202 mobile (cell) phones, 411, 430–32, 577–78; smartphones, 437–38, 581 Model A (Ford automobile), 155–56, 559 Model T (Ford automobile), 153–56, 165, 169, 382, 559 Mokyr, Joel, 31; on access to running water, 216; on forecasting innovation, 590; on germ theory of disease, 219; on household production, 208, 278 Montgomery Ward catalog, 63, 90–91, 294, 332 Moore, Gordon, 444, 458 Moore’s Law, 444–47, 458, 524, 588–89, 593, 636 Morrill Acts (1862; 1890), 311–12 Morse, Samuel F.
Tools of Titans: The Tactics, Routines, and Habits of Billionaires, Icons, and World-Class Performers by Timothy Ferriss
Airbnb, Alexander Shulgin, artificial general intelligence, asset allocation, Atul Gawande, augmented reality, back-to-the-land, Ben Horowitz, Bernie Madoff, Bertrand Russell: In Praise of Idleness, Black Swan, blue-collar work, Boris Johnson, Buckminster Fuller, business process, Cal Newport, call centre, Charles Lindbergh, Checklist Manifesto, cognitive bias, cognitive dissonance, Colonization of Mars, Columbine, commoditize, correlation does not imply causation, David Brooks, David Graeber, diversification, diversified portfolio, Donald Trump, effective altruism, Elon Musk, fault tolerance, fear of failure, Firefox, follow your passion, future of work, Google X / Alphabet X, Howard Zinn, Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall, Jeff Bezos, job satisfaction, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, John Markoff, Kevin Kelly, Kickstarter, Lao Tzu, lateral thinking, life extension, lifelogging, Mahatma Gandhi, Marc Andreessen, Mark Zuckerberg, Mason jar, Menlo Park, Mikhail Gorbachev, MITM: man-in-the-middle, Nelson Mandela, Nicholas Carr, optical character recognition, PageRank, passive income, pattern recognition, Paul Graham, peer-to-peer, Peter H. Diamandis: Planetary Resources, Peter Singer: altruism, Peter Thiel, phenotype, PIHKAL and TIHKAL, post scarcity, post-work, premature optimization, QWERTY keyboard, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Ray Kurzweil, recommendation engine, rent-seeking, Richard Feynman, risk tolerance, Ronald Reagan, selection bias, sharing economy, side project, Silicon Valley, skunkworks, Skype, Snapchat, social graph, software as a service, software is eating the world, stem cell, Stephen Hawking, Steve Jobs, Stewart Brand, superintelligent machines, Tesla Model S, The Wisdom of Crowds, Thomas L Friedman, Wall-E, Washington Consensus, Whole Earth Catalog, Y Combinator, zero-sum game
The Jar of Awesome This was not my idea. It is thanks to an ex-girlfriend who is a real sweetheart. She made and gave me the Jar of Awesome as a gift, because I’m very good at achievement and historically not good at appreciation. Here’s how it works: There is a mason jar on my kitchen counter with jar of awesome in glitter letters on the side. Anytime something really cool happens in a day, something that made me excited or joyful, doctor’s orders are to write it down on a slip of paper and put it in this mason jar. When something great happens, you think you’ll remember it 3 months later, but you won’t. The Jar of Awesome creates a record of great things that actually happened, all of which are easy to forget if you’re depressed or seeing the world through gray-colored glasses. I tend to celebrate very briefly, if at all, so this pays dividends for weeks, months, or years.
His former Ukrainian sport acrobatics coach had athletes use these for up to an hour a day. I find that 5 to 10 minutes in the morning can seemingly perform miracles, particularly for back pain. For one lat tear, this device was the only healing modality that got me back to training. Tera’s Whey Goat Whey Protein: If you are lactose-sensitive, this can be a godsend. Even for those who tolerate dairy well, many (like me) find it easier to digest. I use a simple mason jar for mixing. If it’s too goaty for you—I find it very neutral—consider adding a tablespoon of beet root powder from BeetElite or another brand. Source: Charles Poliquin (page 74). Mini-parallettes: Anyone who’s seen gymnastics knows of the parallel bars. Anyone who’s been to a CrossFit gym knows about the miniature versions called “parallettes,” typically made out of PVC pipes. What many haven’t seen are the Vita Vibe MP12 ultra-light mini-parallettes that are small enough to fit in carry-on luggage.
Bi-Rite Market's Eat Good Food: A Grocer's Guide to Shopping, Cooking & Creating Community Through Food by Sam Mogannam, Dabney Gough
You can use different vinegars with equally successful results, but you might need to adjust the quantity of vinegar depending on its acidity. Use good-quality extra-virgin olive oil—the flavor will be well worth it on your beautiful greens. 1 cup extra-virgin olive oil ¼ cup freshly squeezed lemon juice ¼ cup champagne vinegar 1 small shallot, minced 2 teaspoons kosher salt 1½ teaspoons Dijon mustard 1½ teaspoons honey Combine all ingredients in a Mason jar, cover tightly, and shake vigorously. Refrigerated, it keeps for at least 2 weeks. Whisk or shake well before using; as always, be sure to taste the dressed ingredients and adjust the vinegar, lemon juice, or salt before serving. Tip: You can also add fresh garlic, finely grated lemon or orange zest, or fresh herbs such as chives, thyme, or basil to this vinaigrette. If you do so, add them only to the portion of dressing you’re using right away (these fresh ingredients will discolor and change flavor during storage).
Add the pears, sugar, drained cherries, ¼ teaspoon salt, and ½ cup of the reserved soaking liquid. Bring the liquid to a boil, partially cover the pan, and lower the heat to maintain a gentle simmer. Cook, stirring occasionally, until the pears are just tender and the flavors have melded, about 15 minutes. (It will still be fairly liquidy, but it will thicken as it cools.) Serve warm or at room temperature. Refrigerated, this keeps for up to 7 days. You can also process it in Mason jars and keep it for up to a year. GABRIEL FARM: Torrey Olson Torrey Olson just couldn’t leave well enough alone. His fourteen-acre organic orchard in Sebastopol, California, was already known for producing some of the most succulent, perfumey Asian pears, apples, and persimmons around. But Torrey decided to up his own ante and started using his fruit as the base for other products: everything from conserves to Asian pear juice.
Ripe by Nigel Slater
Turn down the heat and let the fruit and sugar simmer enthusiastically for twenty-five minutes, until the fruit is soft. Skim off any foam that rises to the surface and discard. Test to see if the jam is ready by dropping a small spoonful on a fridge-cold saucer and placing it in the fridge. If a skin forms within a minute or two, it is ready. Stir in the lemon juice, add the two apricot kernels, and transfer to Mason jars. Seal and store in the fridge. A few recipes for canned and dried apricots When apricots are halved, pitted, and dried, they take on an intense flavor with a welcome edge of acidity. Rather than becoming a shadow of its fresh self, a dried apricot develops true character and is often used in place of the fresh fruit in pastries and cakes. No inferior ingredient this, but rather a hint of what the fresh fruit was like before it had the life bred out of it.
Pour the fruit and its liquid into a jelly bag suspended over a large jug or bowl (I hang mine from the faucet over the sink). Let the juice drip into the jug, giving it the occasional squeeze, until it has all dribbled through. Put the juice back into a clean saucepan and boil for four minutes, then add an equal amount of sugar (this is likely to be about a pound [500g] or 2 cups). When the sugar has dissolved, pour the mixture into clean, warm jars and seal. I use Mason jars with rubber seals. Leave to cool. To blet medlars Medlars are usually bought rock hard and have to be softened. Pull them off their leaves and place the whole fruits on a shallow plate. Don’t pile them up. Leave them at cool room temperature for a week or two until they turn deep brown and are soft, almost squashy, to the touch. They are then ready to cook. Roast partridge, juniper, thyme, and medlar gravy enough for 4 young, plump partridges – 4 thyme – 6 bushy little sprigs juniper berries – 12 butter – 3½ tablespoons (50g) unsmoked bacon – 8 thin slices pears – 2 a squeeze of lemon juice a glass of vermouth or white wine medlar jelly – 3 tablespoons I always check the birds all over for any stray feathers or bits of shattered bone before I start.
The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America's Great Migration by Isabel Wilkerson
anti-communist, Berlin Wall, California gold rush, card file, desegregation, Gunnar Myrdal, index card, indoor plumbing, invisible hand, labor-force participation, Mason jar, mass immigration, medical residency, Rosa Parks, strikebreaker, trade route, traveling salesman, union organizing, white flight, Works Progress Administration
So he went on. “I’m a let you save it now,” he said. “ ’Cause you know I was sincere. You put it in the trunk so you know where it is. So when you get enough to go you can go.” But she wouldn’t get over all those lost weekends so easily. If he took her wants for granted, she would do the same for his. She stood there as if she hadn’t heard him. So George went and put the money away himself. Soon he had Mason jars full of quarters and halves, fruit jars filled with nickels and change rattling in tin cans, the start of a future in bottles all over the house. It was the start of 1943. When the picking season was over and it was nearing spring, everybody’s money went dry. The people needing rides trailed off. George saw it coming and started talking again about going to Detroit for the summer to make enough for them to go to school.
He left with the truck driver and before long was back from the packinghouse. He told them to go to work. He would pay them twenty-two cents. This time. The old men and women set their ladders in the trees and commenced picking, and by nightfall, they and these cocksure boys had made more in a day than they would have otherwise made in a week. People could buy stew meat now and put Sunday suits on will-call at Ferran’s. The Mason jars of quarters Lil George was saving up multiplied. He knew the wages they were making out in the groves couldn’t last forever. Everything depended on the supply and demand created by the war, and who knew how much more time they had? He decided to make the most of it while he could. The way things were going, he could earn enough money for college and then some. Until then, while the money was flowing, he thought it was time to rent a place of their own and get out from under his father.
I want to know how much does it cost, and if I pay cash for it, how much can I get off?” “Cash?” the clerk asked. “You gon’ pay cash for all this, boy?” “I just might.” “Let me see now.” The clerk gave him a figure. George did some adding himself and figured the quarters and halves would cover it. “Okay, I’ll take it.” “Well, you know this is for cash, you know.” “Yeah, I’ll take it.” George went out to the car and came back with a box of Mason jars and set the jars on the counter. “You got a can opener?” George asked. He had glued the tops on to keep the money from falling out or a thief from getting in. They cut the tops off, and George dumped the quarters and halves out on the counter. The coins clinked and rolled, and George started counting. Inez stood looking first at the money and then at George. The clerk ran out into the street.
Taming the To-Do List: How to Choose Your Best Work Every Day by Glynnis Whitwer
Procrastinators tend to be harsh on themselves, much harsher than others are. As we celebrate our progress, we are learning to treat ourselves kindly. Plus we are building in motivation to press on when we might rather quit. And that is a win-win in my book. Call a Friend One year, a friend called and asked if I wanted to share the expense of materials for making homemade gifts. Her idea was to buy mason jars and fill them with ingredients for cookies, then give them to friends and neighbors. Since I’m not a very good shopper and tend to procrastinate on buying gifts, this sounded like a great idea to me. So we divvied up the shopping list of ingredients, met one Saturday, layered flour, brown sugar, and chocolate chips into jars, decorated them, and added crafty labels. And I checked ten people off my gift list.
Capitalism in America: A History by Adrian Wooldridge, Alan Greenspan
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Americans also got much better at food preservation, with the onward march of preserving, canning, pickling, and packaging. The first American canning center opened in Baltimore in the 1840s. Some of the most enthusiastic customers were explorers who wanted to carry their provisions to the West. Gail Borden started producing condensed milk in 1856 and, as his new product took off, tried to apply the same technique to tea, coffee, potatoes, and pumpkins.32 John Landis Mason invented the Mason jar, which made it easier to preserve food at home, in 1859. The Union army ate canned food during the Civil War. Joseph Campbell started canning tomatoes, vegetables, jellies, condiments, and mincemeats in 1869, the same year that H. J. Heinz began selling packaged foods. By 1910, the country produced more than 3 billion cans of food, thirty-three cans per person, and food processing accounted for 20 percent of manufactured output.33 Domestic iceboxes took the food preservation revolution into people’s homes, reducing spoilage, particularly of milk and meat, and decreasing airborne disease.
., 148–49 logistics, 292–93 London Underground, 94 Long, Huey, 204, 245–46 Longworth, Alice Roosevelt, 182 Louisiana Purchase, 5, 35, 40, 42, 66–67 Louisiana State University, 246 Lowell, Francis Cabot, 36, 71 Lubell, Samuel, 248 Lynd, Robert and Helen, 11–12, 197 McCallum, Daniel, 137–38 McCormick, Cyrus, 15, 46–47, 72–73, 118 McDonald’s, 293, 390, 394, 428, 443 McDougall, Walter, 45 Macfarlane, Alan, 5–6 McGowan, William, 341 McKenzie, Frederick Arthur, 311 McKinley, William, 152, 159, 168, 181, 427–28 McKinsey, James, 264 McKinsey & Company, 317–18 McLean, Malcolm, 292–93 McNamara, Robert, 34, 212 McPherson, James, 41 Macy, Rowland Hussey, 3, 24, 140, 439 Maddison, Angus, 6 Madison, James, 65, 67–68, 157 Magna Carta, 69 mail-order catalogues, 140–42 Malthus, Thomas, 44, 300 management buyouts (MBOs), 341 management consultants, 264 management methods, 137–38, 209–12, 317–21 management science, 290–93 managerial capitalism, 287–90, 338 Mann, Horace, 73 manufacturing, 63, 65, 80, 94, 280, 280–81, 323, 359–60, 371 Marconi, Guglielmo, 203 Marden, Orison Swett, 165 Margo, Robert, 295 Markowitz, Harry, 383 Marshall, John, 66 Marshall Plan, 278–79 Martin, William McChesney, 304 Martineau, Harriet, 45 Marx, Karl, 9, 361 Mason, George, 64 Mason, John Landis, 120 Mason jar, 120 Massachusetts Bank, 32 Massachusetts Bay Company, 8, 134 Massachusetts State Board of Education, 73 mass production, 15–16, 72, 146–47, 194–95, 271–72, 314 Meacham, Jon, 66 Means, Gardiner, 206–7 Meckling, William, 337 Medicaid, 303–4, 404, 405 Medicare, 303–4, 372, 404–8, 442–43 Mellon, Andrew, 190, 237–38, 259 Meltzer, Allan, 242 Melville, Herman, 393 Mencken, H.
Cold Hands by John J. Niven
Seventeen days.’ She sighed. ‘Sadly, we don’t have that amount of time. So I’ve come up with a kind of condensed version for young Walt here.’ She moved towards her bag. Please God, no. ‘I think the thing that abhors us most as humans, as top-of-the-chain predators, is the idea of something feeding on us. Burrowing within us.’ She reached into the bag with both hands and hefted out a big glass Mason jar with a metal lid, the kind you see in old-fashioned sweet shops. There were airholes in the lid. Inside the jar – a fat, black rat. It was huge, almost completely filling the jar, with a long, wet-looking pink tail coiled around it. She set it down on the edge of the table. The rat was throwing itself at the glass, enraged, confused, its yellow teeth bared horribly. Walt started screaming into his gag, shaking his head from side to side.
So Good They Can't Ignore You: Why Skills Trump Passion in the Quest for Work You Love by Cal Newport
Apple II, bounce rate, business cycle, Byte Shop, Cal Newport, capital controls, cleantech, Community Supported Agriculture, deliberate practice, financial independence, follow your passion, Frank Gehry, information asymmetry, job satisfaction, job-hopping, knowledge worker, Mason jar, medical residency, new economy, passive income, Paul Terrell, popular electronics, renewable energy credits, Results Only Work Environment, Richard Bolles, Richard Feynman, rolodex, Sand Hill Road, side project, Silicon Valley, Skype, Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, web application, winner-take-all economy
They are there to investigate the authenticity of a suit of clothes that supposedly belonged to Clyde Barrow of Bonnie and Clyde fame. It takes the archaeologists all of thirty seconds to disprove this claim: Not a lot of suits from that period feature a “Made in China” tag. But this doesn’t dampen their enthusiasm. “You’re from a moonshine family,” notes French. “Yep,” drawls Leslie, the suit’s owner. “Let’s try some moonshine.” Soon a glass pitcher is produced. As Leslie pours the hootch into Mason jars, he offers a warning: “Don’t ask about the proof. You wouldn’t drink it if you knew.” As Kirk and Jason sit on a pair of logs, drinking the moonshine and swapping stories, surrounded by East Texas nothingness, they seem to be having a great time. I was hooked. To understand the appeal of American Treasures, you must understand its competition. At the time, cable TV was overrun with “cash for junk”–style shows, such as the History Channel’s Pawn Stars, which follows the staff of a Las Vegas pawnshop as they try to bargain cash-strapped people out of valuable possessions; and the Discovery Channel’s Auction Kings, which follows the adventures of an Atlanta-based auction house whose website deploys significantly more exclamation points than, say, Sotheby’s might approve of.
My Own Country: A Doctor's Story of a Town and Its People in the Age of AIDS by Abraham Verghese
Such oddities came our way in infectious diseases that an autofocus camera that fit into a coat pocket was well worth carrying. Thus far I had only one other photograph of something a patient produced from her body. It was a picture of a neurotic woman from Mountain City posing next to a table with a giant Winn-Dixie paper bag on it. The contents of the bag were displayed on the table beside her: There was a Mason jar full of foamy, white secretions that she claimed came from her sinuses but that I was convinced were spit. Every day for two weeks before her appointment with me, she had pooled this expectoration into a jar, and allowed it to sit unrefrigerated. She had threatened to open the lid but I discouraged her—the ripe odor had already permeated the office building. She also had an assortment of blackheads and comedones she had pinched off her skin and placed in empty baby-food jars.
He was wearing only a diaper; I held him facing me, so that his feet were curled up against my chest, his body resting on my forearms and his head in my cupped hands. His eyes focused on my mouth, watching in disbelief, as I sang “Teach Your Children.” His tiny hands with the gold bangles Rajani had put on them were dancing around his face. He showed no signs of sleep. Rajani had gone for her evening walk and I was holding down the fort. Steven came out and clambered to the porch rail, his attention riveted on the lawn, a Mason jar clutched between his hands. His head swiveled this way and that as he tried to spot the fireflies flaming against the dark lawn and the sunset’s last light. “Ping! Ping!” he called, in time with the soft flash of one firefly. “Ping, ping.” When the telephone trilled within the house, I thought for a moment that the noise was coming from Steven. I resented the sound of the telephone, resented its intrusion on an evening that belonged to my family.
Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life by Anne Lamott
I happened to mention this to a hypnotist I saw many years ago, and he looked at me very nicely. At first I thought he was feeling around on the floor for the silent alarm button, but then he gave me the following exercise, which I still use to this day. Close your eyes and get quiet for a minute, until the chatter starts up. Then isolate one of the voices and imagine the person speaking as a mouse. Pick it up by the tail and drop it into a mason jar. Then isolate another voice, pick it up by the tail, drop it in the jar. And so on. Drop in any high-maintenance parental units, drop in any contractors, lawyers, colleagues, children, anyone who is whining in your head. Then put the lid on, and watch all these mouse people clawing at the glass, jabbering away, trying to make you feel like shit because you won’t do what they want—won’t give them more money, won’t be more successful, won’t see them more often.
Art of Creative Nonfiction: Writing and Selling the Literature of Reality by Lee Gutkind, Purba
It was early autumn when he finally went back into town to make the deal. She never knew anything about it. Page 169 Readings The woman explained that she and her husband had very little use for cash, bartering for almost everything they needed. They traded vegetables, cultivated on their tiny patch of land, for fruit-corn for peaches, tomatoes for apples, pickles for pears, beets for pretty bluefire plums. He chopped wood in return for mason jars. Periodically, he repaired a car for a guy who owned a dry goods store in town in exchange for clothes for both of them. By bartering instead of buying and selling, they hardly paid Uncle Sam a penny's worth of taxes. Last summer, he raised a barn for some city folks, recently retired near here, in return for an old engine from a '64 Buick and a side of beef. The engine went into a pickup truck they had gotten for one hundred fifty dozen eggs.
Selfish, Shallow, and Self-Absorbed: Sixteen Writers on the Decision Not to Have Kids by Meghan Daum
delayed gratification, demographic transition, Donald Trump, financial independence, happiness index / gross national happiness, index card, Joan Didion, Mason jar, peak oil, Ponzi scheme, risk tolerance, Skype, women in the workforce
Despite my straightforwardness about what we did, however, I was well aware that there was perhaps something tawdry about pulling down my drawers to expose my genitals to a neighbor boy—and, even worse, asking him to do the same—but I didn’t care: I wanted to get a gander at the goods. Some days, we’d meet up after school and squeeze into the narrow space next to the eastern wall of my house, pull down our pants on the count of three, and spend a few minutes eyeballing one another. Eventually, looking begat discussing, which begat touching, which begat the one day in the summer of 1981, after capturing four baby frogs and placing them in a Mason jar for safekeeping, I pulled down my pants, had Daniel do the same, and thrust myself up against him. We stood there for ten seconds or so, my knees bent and my hips tilted upward so I could snuggle his little penis between my legs more easily—I was a good five inches taller than he was—but soon he got nervous, wiggled back into his shorts, and set out for home. The next morning, after discovering that the baby frogs we’d captured had perished in the suffocating conditions of the sealed glass jar, it occurred to me that the previous day’s sexual child’s play might have made me pregnant, and I spent the next year in a state of mild panic, examining, whenever I remembered to do so, my bare belly for the swelling that suggested evidence of human gestation.
The Longing for Less by Kyle Chayka
Airbnb, Frank Gehry, Guggenheim Bilbao, Jony Ive, Kickstarter, Lao Tzu, Mason jar, offshore financial centre, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Richard Florida, Silicon Valley, Steve Jobs, Stewart Brand, technoutopianism, undersea cable, Whole Earth Catalog
So did a certain style of rustic simplicity, the kind epitomized by the lifestyle magazine Kinfolk, which was founded around the time of the crash and took root in Portland, Oregon. As the magazine’s soft-focus photo shoots demonstrated, perhaps too well, hosting an outdoor picnic with your friends, decked out in DIY peasant shawls, didn’t cost very much. Brooklyn was filled with faux-lumberjacks drinking out of mason jars. Conspicuous consumption, the ostentation of the previous decades, wasn’t just distasteful, it was unreachable. This faux-blue-collar hipsterism preceded the turn to high-gloss consumer minimalism that happened once the economic recovery kicked in, preparing the ground for its popularity. It makes sense that millennials embrace minimalism. My generation has never had a healthy relationship with material stability.
Epic Win for Anonymous: How 4chan's Army Conquered the Web by Cole Stryker
4chan, barriers to entry, Berlin Wall, Chelsea Manning, cognitive dissonance, Columbine, commoditize, creative destruction, crowdsourcing, Firefox, future of journalism, hive mind, informal economy, Internet Archive, Julian Assange, Kickstarter, Mark Zuckerberg, Marshall McLuhan, Mason jar, pre–internet, Silicon Valley, slashdot, social web, Stephen Hawking, Steve Jobs, Stewart Brand, technoutopianism, wage slave, We are Anonymous. We are Legion, Whole Earth Catalog, WikiLeaks
My friend went on to write, in a blog post for Gawker, one of the first mainstream reports of 4chan as a growing phenomenon. 4chan users would likely call me a newfag (read on, offended readers) and a lurker. I’ve rarely ever posted anything on the site, and I came to the scene relatively late. But what I found on 4chan was a distillation of what made the web so special. It’s wild and weird—a level playing field where physicists and fathers rub shoulders with horny teenagers and senior citizens who compulsively collect their belly button lint in mason jars, with photographic proof. To be honest, I often find the place generally repulsive, but sometimes repulsive things have massive influence. On 4chan, you never quite know whom or what you’re going to run into. 4chan is like that burnout teenager who asked you and your childhood friends if y’all wanted to see a dead body down by the train tracks. 4chan is that kid in your class with Asperger’s who sketched out a hundred-page graphic novel based on the entire recorded output of the prog-metal band Rush.
Food Trucks: Dispatches and Recipes From the Best Kitchens on Wheels by Shouse, Heather
But ask Portland food cart vendors whom they consider a pil ar in the local scene and most wil point to a teal trailer that’s been parked in a grassy lot in the city’s Northeast Side since 2004. It hides behind an iron rooster perched above a weathered wooden sign reading “Moxie Rx.” Throw in the 1967 Kenskil camping trailer plastered with vintage bakeware, the attached eating area ensconced between a dirt floor and a rippling aluminum roof, the mason jars serving as flower vases, and the menu board advertising “elixirs” and “remedies” and you might feel as if you’ve stumbled into the lair of an Old West traveling medicine show. Only there’s no snake oil here—Moxie’s Nancye Benson rejuvenates hungover hipsters and half-dead hippies with potent cure-al s concocted from kale, mint, spirulina, ginger, echinacea, bee pol en, and just about any fruit or vegetable she can fit into a juicer.
Scarred: The True Story of How I Escaped NXIVM, the Cult That Bound My Life by Sarah Edmondson
Another type of penance was what we referred to as “collateral,” or something you valued that you would put on the line when making a commitment; for example, someone who was trying to write a book but had failed to meet their daily page count might commit to give $1,000 to an individual (as Keith believed that charities perpetuated dependence). The idea behind penances and collateral was that they had to be significant so that you would be compelled to do what you had committed to. This wasn’t a nickel in a Mason jar every time you said a curse word. You had to put something sizable on the line, so the penance was more painful than not completing your commitment. To me, both seemed to promote self-punishment. With these new policies in place and given the increase in prices for some of the courses over the past year or two, plus the exchange rate going up 30 to 40 percent on the dollar, enrollment began to lose some steam.
The Zero-Waste Lifestyle: Live Well by Throwing Away Less by Amy Korst
My favorite way to store bulk foods is in repurposed glass jars. These are sturdy and see-through, so you always know what you’re grabbing from the pantry shelf. If you need to invest in some glass jars, remember the waste hierarchy: either reuse jars you already have, such as scrubbed and sanitized pickle or salsa jars (I peel off labels and run mine through the dishwasher), or head to your local thrift store, where you can almost always find old mason jars in near-perfect condition. Reusable Plastic or Glass Containers Packing lunches or storing leftovers becomes a new experience when done without waste. It’s easy to do as long as you have a stack of reusable containers lying around. Tupperware used to be the go- to choice for food storage, but in the past few years stores have seen an influx of inexpensive plastic or glass to-go containers.
River Cottage Every Day by Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall
It’s very versatile. You can still serve it on toast, of course, but at home we mostly have it for breakfast with pancakes or on yogurt. It’s outstanding with rice pudding, too. Make it with strawberries, raspberries, or gooseberries, or try my favorite cherry jam (see below). Makes about 6 cups 3 pounds fresh strawberries, raspberries, or gooseberries Juice of 1 lemon 4 cups sugar Sterilize some Mason jars or other suitable containers by washing them in hot, soapy water and drying in a very low oven (or put them through a dishwasher cycle). Divide the fruit in half, putting the smaller berries in one bowl, the larger ones in another (if the small ones are quite big, halve them). Coarsely crush the large ones with a potato masher (or by hand), then add the uncrushed berries, lemon juice, and sugar.
Infinite Detail by Tim Maughan
3D printing, augmented reality, bitcoin, Buckminster Fuller, Burning Man, cognitive dissonance, friendly fire, global supply chain, Internet of things, Mason jar, off grid, Panamax, post-Panamax, ransomware, RFID, security theater, self-driving car, Skype, smart cities, South China Sea, the built environment, urban decay, urban planning
Their host is cosplaying as an 1890s London sex worker, and Rush can’t decide whether she thinks it’s funny, edgy, ironic, or all three. After a painful ten minutes talking with her he decides she probably hasn’t thought about it much at all, as on hearing his accent she launches into detailing her love for Empire-era “England,” despite him mentioning his Pakistani heritage at least twice. Her apartment is full of shit. Mason jars and antique trinkets, perfume bottles and too many candleholders, like flea market trash excavated from a dead civilization’s landfill. What really creeps him out are the stuffed animals that inhabit the walls and shelves like cursed ghouls: twisted ravens and squirrels in top hats; dead cats with glass eyes sipping tea in waistcoats; a huge, once-elegant Komodo dragon reduced to a petrified, defeated corpse.
Dishwasher: One Man's Quest to Wash Dishes in All Fifty States (P.S.) by Pete Jordan
Or, better yet, when an invitation would come from far out of left field, like the one Lara herself had given me at the Seattle airport when she asked me to fly to Alaska with her. So even if I gave Lara a date of departure or named a destination, there was no guarantee that the plan would be carried out. So every time she asked, I continued to answer, “I don’t know yet.” Then one day, while she was washing our hosts’ dishes, she happened to inquire one more time. Hearing my standard answer—yet again—made her furious. She took the soapy mason jar she was washing and chucked it at me. It whizzed past my head and shattered against the wall. When she dumped me not long afterwards, I was glad to regain the freedom to whimsically make and change my plans. But I was still slow to understand why any woman wouldn’t want to have a relationship with me. My dad, on the other hand, had grown to become a Dishwasher Pete fan. He was now telling me tales of how, when asked at family functions about my whereabouts, he took pleasure in saying, “I don’t know.
Miracle in the Andes: 72 Days on the Mountain and My Long Trek Home by Nando Parrado, Vince Rause
(Lina also raised a small flock of ducks and chickens in the yard, and it must have startled the neighbors when they realized that this blue-eyed, white-haired old woman, who dressed with the simplicity of a European peasant and wore her gardening tools on a leather belt slung on her hips, was running a small working farm in one of the city’s most mannered and manicured neighborhoods.) Under Lina’s loving attention, the garden was soon producing bumper crops of beans, peas, greens, peppers, squash, corn, tomatoes—far too much for us to eat, but my mother would not let any of it go to waste. She spent hours in the kitchen with Lina, canning the surplus produce in mason jars, and storing it all in the pantry so that we could enjoy the fruits of the garden all year round. My mother hated waste and pretense, valued frugality, and never lost her faith in the value of hard work. My father’s business demanded much from her, and she labored long and hard to make it successful, but she was also very active in our lives, always there to send us off to school or welcome us home, never missing my soccer and rugby games, or my sisters’ plays and recitals at school.
Cold: Adventures in the World's Frozen Places by Bill Streever
But occasionally they stumbled upon bones, upon tusks and teeth of mammoths and mastodons, and they may have wandered through boulder-strewn forests and grasslands, perhaps even having their own word for erratics, wondering why such large rocks would be resting so far from anything resembling a mountain. It is May sixth and warm in Anchorage, truly spring. To celebrate, I take my caterpillars Fram and Bedford from the freezer. They have been on ice since September twenty-third. I put the frozen but presumably undead bodies of my two patients in a mason jar lined with the budding leaves of birch and willow and sambucus. Optimistically, I poke airholes in the jar’s lid. I also take out my frozen mud, collected in September and stored in the freezer ever since. I open the jar to let the mud thaw. The Anchorage paper runs a full-page article on mosquito evolution. For the past five years, a pair of scientists have created the climate of New Jersey in an Oregon laboratory.
Alchemy: The Dark Art and Curious Science of Creating Magic in Brands, Business, and Life by Rory Sutherland
3D printing, Alfred Russel Wallace, barriers to entry, basic income, Black Swan, butterfly effect, California gold rush, call centre, Captain Sullenberger Hudson, Cass Sunstein, cognitive dissonance, Daniel Kahneman / Amos Tversky, Dava Sobel, delayed gratification, Donald Trump, double helix, Downton Abbey, Elon Musk, Firefox, George Akerlof, gig economy, Google Chrome, Google X / Alphabet X, Grace Hopper, Hyperloop, Ignaz Semmelweis: hand washing, IKEA effect, information asymmetry, James Dyson, John Harrison: Longitude, loss aversion, low cost airline, Mason jar, Murray Gell-Mann, Peter Thiel, placebo effect, race to the bottom, Richard Feynman, Richard Thaler, Rory Sutherland, shareholder value, Silicon Valley, social intelligence, Steve Jobs, supply-chain management, the map is not the territory, The Market for Lemons, The Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith, ultimatum game, universal basic income, Upton Sinclair, US Airways Flight 1549, Veblen good
A few years ago we discovered that men were reluctant to order a cocktail in a bar – in part because they had no foreknowledge of the glass in which it would be served. If they thought there was even a slight chance that it would arrive in a hollowed out pineapple, they would order a beer instead. One remedy was to put illustrations or pictures of the drinks on the menu; some trendy venues have since solved the problem by serving all their cocktails in mason jars. The same sort of mental calculus explains why it is so difficult to get people to move their current account from one bank to another paying a higher rate of interest, or to shift their broadband provision. A 1 per cent chance of a nightmarish experience dwarfs a 99 per cent chance of a 5 per cent gain. 5.6: JFK vs EWR: Why the Best Is Not Always the Least Worst I once asked, over Twitter, whether there were any clear advantages to flying to JFK Airport in New York rather than Newark.* Other than a string of replies from New Yorkers with an inbuilt disdain for anything in New Jersey* there seemed to be few arguments for using JFK: Newark is closer to Manhattan, and risks fewer roadworks or delays on the journey.
Who Is Rich? by Matthew Klam
Something about Sammy, a cross-eyed three-year-old from camp, and Rigby, a boy who never smiled and chased her around with a territorial scowl, and Molly, who told her there were “witches in our country.” “There are no witches, honey.” “If you see a witch, you gotta chop off da head.” “Did Molly tell you that?” “Yah. Do you know dat spiderwebs can trap your hands?” “Did Molly tell you that, too?” In the background I heard the mason jar of macaroni being opened, the lid rattling on the counter, the sound of pasta hitting the glass measuring cup, the whoosh as it spilled into the pot. I could feel in Robin’s silence her exhaustion, disorientation, and rage. I did my best to set Kaya straight on the occult. I could feel the kitchen’s silent appraisal of me, of my acts of liberation, my remorse and rationalization, and of my failed experiments with the plutocracy.
Stealing Fire: How Silicon Valley, the Navy SEALs, and Maverick Scientists Are Revolutionizing the Way We Live and Work by Steven Kotler, Jamie Wheal
3D printing, Alexander Shulgin, augmented reality, Berlin Wall, Bernie Sanders, bitcoin, blockchain, Burning Man, Colonization of Mars, crowdsourcing, David Brooks, delayed gratification, disruptive innovation, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Elon Musk, en.wikipedia.org, high batting average, hive mind, Hyperloop, impulse control, informal economy, Jaron Lanier, John Markoff, Kevin Kelly, lateral thinking, Mason jar, Maui Hawaii, McMansion, means of production, Menlo Park, meta analysis, meta-analysis, music of the spheres, pattern recognition, Peter Thiel, PIHKAL and TIHKAL, Ray Kurzweil, ride hailing / ride sharing, risk tolerance, science of happiness, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI), Silicon Valley, Silicon Valley startup, Skype, Steve Jobs, Tony Hsieh, urban planning
This discovery would make prescription drugs downloadable, allowing anyone anywhere access to the medicines they need. But it will do far more than that. “Of course,” says Cronin, “this printer will also lead to new frameworks for discovery and increase the possibilities of new kinds of mind-altering drugs.” While all manner of psychoactive plants are available online, allowing the adventurous to distill potent psychedelics with little more than a Crock-Pot, some Mason jars and a turkey baster, the DEA and INTERPOL can still shut down these gray market suppliers. But Cronin’s 3D drug printer renders that kind of oversight almost impossible. After all, how can you regulate access to controlled substances when the raw materials have become as pedestrian as paraffin wax and vegetable oil? What’s more, 3D printers have user-friendly interfaces, so all that’s required to work one is the ability to point and click a mouse.
Vertical Vegetable Gardening by McLaughlin, Chris.
This is hardly the ultimate in testing, but I’ve found that it’s nice to know whether your soil pH is in the range that most veggies prefer (between 6–7.5) and that’s enough to go on. If you have a bed intended especially for tomatoes, try to bring the pH a little lower, as they prefer their soil a little on the sour side—as do potatoes. DIY Kitchen pH Test This is a simple experiment you can do at home to determine if your soil falls on the sweet or sour side of things. It doesn’t take the place of any in-depth testing. What you’ll need: Measuring cup 2 mason jar–sized containers 1 cup soil sample 1 ⁄ 2 cup white vinegar 1 ⁄ 2 cup water 1 ⁄ 2 cup baking soda 1. In the first container, add 1 ⁄ 2 cup soil and 1 ⁄ 2 cup of vinegar and then mix it up. If it bubbles (or fizzes), it’s alkaline. The more it bubbles; the higher the alkalinity of the soil. 2. If nothing happened with the vinegar, then put 1 ⁄ 2 cup of soil into the other container and add 1 ⁄ 2 cup of water.
Let's Pretend This Never Happened (A Mostly True Memoir) by Jenny Lawson
For the house. I’m ordering a flamethrower to keep beside the bed. Just a small one, though, because I’m aware of fire safety. I bought the kind you use to make the top of crème brûlée crunchy. And a lot of lighter fluid. I still shoo spiders and moths out of the house with plastic cups, but these scorpions are going to die painfully. Neighbors advised that we should place the feet of our beds in mason jars to keep the scorpions from crawling into bed with us at night, as glass is the only surface they’re unable to climb. I consider how much it would cost to cover everything in the house with a layer of glass, but Victor convinces me the glass couch would leave questionable marks on sweaty summer days. I add “have glass shoes made” to my to-do list so that I can keep scorpions from crawling up me when I stand in one place for too long.
The Sum of Small Things: A Theory of the Aspirational Class by Elizabeth Currid-Halkett
assortative mating, back-to-the-land, barriers to entry, Bernie Sanders, BRICs, Capital in the Twenty-First Century by Thomas Piketty, clean water, cognitive dissonance, David Brooks, deindustrialization, Deng Xiaoping, discrete time, disruptive innovation, Downton Abbey, East Village, Edward Glaeser, en.wikipedia.org, Etonian, Geoffrey West, Santa Fe Institute, income inequality, iterative process, knowledge economy, longitudinal study, Mason jar, means of production, NetJets, new economy, New Urbanism, plutocrats, Plutocrats, post scarcity, post-industrial society, profit maximization, Richard Florida, selection bias, Silicon Valley, The Design of Experiments, the High Line, The inhabitant of London could order by telephone, sipping his morning tea in bed, the various products of the whole earth, the market place, Thorstein Veblen, Tony Hsieh, Tyler Cowen: Great Stagnation, upwardly mobile, Veblen good, women in the workforce
In these types of boutiques, those rare items on the rack that are in fact made in China are rebranded as “Designed in Scandinavia” (or France, or some such reputable point of origin), with a subtle second line to the label, “Made in the People’s Republic of China”—as if this location is any different at all from China itself. One such place that captures the return to place in product is Urban Rustic, in Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn.17 With battered, unfinished wood floors and mason jars for glasses, this small boutique only sells food and drink sourced and made in New York, a business model that seems precarious in the long term, but thus far has been wildly successful. The shelves are lined with candy sticks from a bygone era, fresh simple flowers seemingly picked from the owners’ backyard, and beer and pickles proudly brewed and brined (respectively) in New York. For all of these examples, the products and the stores in which they are sold possess a distinct story that imbues them with authenticity and value.
Paddle Your Own Canoe: One Man's Fundamentals for Delicious Living by Nick Offerman
We were awarded a special jury prize for “Distinctive Vision.” I finally felt like things were beginning to sputter to life for me in Los Angeles. The snowball began to pick up speed, almost imperceptibly, but still, that was a good sight better than slowing down and melting. * * * Not long after this small triumph, planted in front of Dawson’s Creek one night with our preferred dinners—a can of Virginia blister peanuts and a mason jar full of Jim Beam, water, and ice—Pat and I were undoubtedly feeling romantic after seeing what those rascals Pacey and Dawson were up to. We observed, “Okay. This is pathetic. There’s gotta be some high-quality women in this town looking for us. We’ve met a lot of ladies, we’ve seen how this town works now. We’re smart, after a manner of speaking, and we know that we have unique, weird talents and personalities.
The Soul of a New Machine by Tracy Kidder
Wallach said that two of the best-named companies were not on hand: Itty Bitty Machines (another "IBM") and Parasitic Engineering. But I saw many other names, passing by. Among others, I saw Centronics, Nortronics, Key Tronic, Tektronix and also General Robotics. There were Northern Telecom and Infoton and Centurion, which had a fellow dressed as a Roman soldier standing by its booth. There were Colorgraphics and Summagraphics; Altergo and C. Itoh; and Ball. "Hey, wait a minute. What's Ball doing here? Aren't they the mason jar people?" "Yeah, but they also make disk drives." Also: the Society for Computer Simulation, and Randomex, and Edge Technology, and Van San, which sold "Quietizers." There were Datum, Data Pro and Data I/O, Tri Data, Epic Data, Facit Data, Control Data, Decision Data, Data General and Data Specialties. And we didn't have time even to glance at the wares of Itek, Pertec, Mostek, Wavetek, Intertek, Ramtek ...
Trick Mirror: Reflections on Self-Delusion by Jia Tolentino
4chan, Affordable Care Act / Obamacare, Airbnb, Alexander Shulgin, big-box store, cloud computing, crowdsourcing, Donald Trump, financial independence, game design, Jeff Bezos, Kickstarter, knowledge worker, late capitalism, Lyft, Mark Zuckerberg, Mason jar, Norman Mailer, obamacare, pattern recognition, Peter Thiel, Ponzi scheme, QR code, rent control, Saturday Night Live, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI), Silicon Valley, Snapchat, Steve Jobs, uber lyft, upwardly mobile, wage slave, white picket fence
The aerial-scale wedding celebration—the type so preposterous that it required subsidization by the TV network that would broadcast it—entered the realm with Trista Rehn and Ryan Sutter’s 2003 Bachelorette wedding, which cost $3.77 million and attracted 17 million viewers on ABC. (Rehn and Sutter were paid $1 million for the TV rights.) And then, in the 2010s, came the elaborate monoculture of Pinterest, the image-sharing social network that produced a new, ubiquitous, “traditional” wedding aesthetic, teaching couples to manufacture a sense of authenticity through rented barns, wildflowers in mason jars, old convertibles or rusty pickup trucks. The industry churns on today, riding high and manic in the wake of two recent bride coronations: Kate Middleton, rigorously thin in her Alexander McQueen princess gown ($434,000), and Meghan Markle, doe-eyed in boatneck Givenchy ($265,000). Despite the economic precarity that has threatened the American population since the 2008 recession, weddings have only been getting more expensive.
American Pain: How a Young Felon and His Ring of Doctors Unleashed America’s Deadliest Drug Epidemic by John Temple
She showed her passengers how to tilt their hips in the MRI machine so their spines would look out of whack. If she didn’t have a passenger who had clean urine that everyone could share, she brought a bottle of clean urine (clean-ish, actually—there was supposed to be some oxycodone in there, since you were supposedly a pain patient). It wasn’t hard to get urine. Folks back home had taken to selling Mason jars of it at flea markets. Whitney knew the fees by heart: $200 for a first-time visit, $250 for an MRI, $50 to bump a patient to the head of the line. Plus maybe $500 to fill the scrips. So sponsoring one runner’s trip might set Aunt Pat back a thousand bucks, plus fifty of the oxy 30s, plus gas. The remaining 190 oxy 30s might net her $20 each back home, which was $3,800. And that didn’t even include the ninety oxy 15s and ninety Xanaxes that the docs at American Pain usually tossed in.
Breath: The New Science of a Lost Art by James Nestor
Albert Einstein, epigenetics, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, Khan Academy, Mahatma Gandhi, Mark Zuckerberg, Mason jar, placebo effect, randomized controlled trial, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI), Silicon Valley, skunkworks, Skype, stem cell
But for most of its 50-year history, Holotropic Breathwork has been sparsely studied, and the studies that do exist gauge subjective experience—that is, how people say they felt before and after. I wanted to feel it for myself, so I signed up for a session. * * * • • • On a crisp fall day I drove a few hours north of Grof’s home to a hot springs resort tucked beneath the shade of ancient redwoods. There were dusty yurts, heavily bearded men in toe shoes, women in braids wearing turquoise, homemade granola in Mason jars. It was exactly the kind of scene I’d expected. What I didn’t expect were the corporate lawyers, architects in pressed polo shirts, and muscle men in military-style flattops who had also gathered here. A dozen of us walked into an activity room of a dormitory. Half the group lay down on the floor and prepared to breathe while the other half, the sitters, watched over them. I volunteered to be a sitter for a man named Kerry, who wore Armani glasses and asked me not to touch him during the session because he feared any contact might burn his skin.
Hell's Angels: A Strange and Terrible Saga by Hunter S. Thompson
He began to sneak out of the house through the servants’ entrance and run a few blocks to a gas station where he kept a hopped-up ’37 Ford with no fenders … and spend the rest of the night hanging around honky-tonk bars and truck stops, dressed in dirty overalls and a crusty green T-shirt with a Bardahl emblem on the back. He enjoyed cadging beers and belting whores around when they spurned his crude propositions. One night, after long haggling, he bought several mason jars full of home whiskey, which he drank while driving at high speed through the Beverly Hills area. When the old Ford finally threw a rod he abandoned it and called a taxi, which took him to his own automobile agency. He kicked down a side door, hot-wired a convertible waiting for tune-up and drove out to Highway 101, where he got in a drag race with some hoodlums from Pasadena. He lost, and it so enraged him that he followed the other car until it stopped for a traffic light—where he rammed it from the rear at seventy miles an hour.
The Deficit Myth: Modern Monetary Theory and the Birth of the People's Economy by Stephanie Kelton
2013 Report for America's Infrastructure - American Society of Civil Engineers - 19 March 2013, Affordable Care Act / Obamacare, American Society of Civil Engineers: Report Card, Asian financial crisis, bank run, Bernie Madoff, Bernie Sanders, blockchain, Bretton Woods, business cycle, capital controls, central bank independence, collective bargaining, COVID-19, Covid-19, currency manipulation / currency intervention, currency peg, David Graeber, David Ricardo: comparative advantage, decarbonisation, deindustrialization, discrete time, Donald Trump, eurozone crisis, fiat currency, floating exchange rates, Food sovereignty, full employment, Gini coefficient, global reserve currency, global supply chain, Hyman Minsky, income inequality, inflation targeting, Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC), investor state dispute settlement, Isaac Newton, Jeff Bezos, liquidity trap, Mahatma Gandhi, manufacturing employment, market bubble, Mason jar, mortgage debt, Naomi Klein, new economy, New Urbanism, Nixon shock, obamacare, open economy, Paul Samuelson, Ponzi scheme, price anchoring, price stability, pushing on a string, quantitative easing, race to the bottom, reserve currency, Richard Florida, Ronald Reagan, shareholder value, Silicon Valley, trade liberalization, urban planning, working-age population, Works Progress Administration, yield curve, zero-sum game
Everyone wanted to take a picture of it, but photos aren’t permitted on the tour. The crowd marveled at the sight as reams of uncut $10s, $20s and $100s spun from the machines. Then someone said what we were all thinking. “I wish I could do that!” Alas, to avoid the orange jumpsuits we need to leave the manufacturing to the US Bureau of Engraving and Printing. Those notes make up part of the supply of US currency. As those old mason jars full of pennies, nickels, and dimes on your grandmother’s shelf attest, the government also issues US currency in the form of coins. Just as the Federal Reserve describes itself as “the issuing authority for all Federal Reserve notes,” the US Mint describes itself as “the nation’s sole manufacturer of legal tender coinage.” Finally, the Federal Reserve issues digital dollars, known as bank reserves.14 These are created exclusively via keystrokes on a computer controlled by the government’s fiscal agent, the Federal Reserve.
Coastal California Travel Guide by Lonely Planet
1960s counterculture, Airbnb, airport security, Albert Einstein, anti-communist, Apple II, Asilomar, back-to-the-land, Bay Area Rapid Transit, Burning Man, buy and hold, California gold rush, call centre, car-free, carbon footprint, Donner party, East Village, El Camino Real, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, flex fuel, Frank Gehry, glass ceiling, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, haute couture, haute cuisine, income inequality, intermodal, Joan Didion, Kickstarter, Loma Prieta earthquake, low cost airline, Lyft, Mason jar, New Journalism, ride hailing / ride sharing, Ronald Reagan, Rosa Parks, Saturday Night Live, Silicon Valley, Silicon Valley startup, South of Market, San Francisco, starchitect, stealth mode startup, stem cell, Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, Stewart Brand, trade route, transcontinental railway, uber lyft, Upton Sinclair, upwardly mobile, urban sprawl, Wall-E, white picket fence, Whole Earth Catalog, women in the workforce, working poor, Works Progress Administration, young professional, Zipcar
Make WestingCOCKTAIL BAR ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %510-251-1400; www.makewesting.com; 1741 Telegraph Ave; h4pm-2am; Z19th St Oakland) On weekends, people pack this Uptown hot spot, named for a Jack London short story, for its indoor bocce courts and eclectic cocktails. Toss back a 'Garden Gimlet' (gin, cucumber, basil and lime) and satiate the munchies with cilantro-and-habañero-infused popcorn or a mason jar of homemade pickled beets. TrappistPUB ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %510-238-8900; www.thetrappist.com; 460 8th St; hnoon-12:30am Sun-Thu, to 1:30am Fri & Sat; ZOakland 12th St City Center) Busting out of its original brick-and-wood-paneled shoe box into a second storefront and outdoor back patio, this place specialises in Belgian ales. Two dozen drafts rotate through the taps, and tasty charcuterie and cheese boards, salads and grilled cheese sandwiches make it easy to linger.
Parking $2. 3Entertainment La Paloma TheatreCINEMA ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %760-436-7469; www.lapalomatheatre.com; 471 S Coast Hwy 101) Built in 1928, this landmark – and central Encinitas’ main venue – shows arthouse movies nightly and The Rocky Horror Picture Show on Fridays at midnight, and stages occasional concerts. 4Sleeping Leucadia Beach InnMOTEL$ ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %760-943-7461; www.leucadiabeachinn.org; 1322 N Coast Hwy; r $85-145; pW#) All the sparkling-clean rooms in this charming 1920s courtyard motel have tile floors and bright paint jobs, and many have kitchenettes. The beach is a few blocks’ walk. It’s across Hwy 101 from the train tracks, so light sleepers should pack earplugs. 5Eating oFish 101SEAFOOD$ ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %760-634-6221; www.fish101restaurant.com; 1468 N Coast Hwy 101; mains $10-14) In this casual grown-up fish shack, order at the counter, sidle up to a butcher-block table, sip craft beer or Mexican coke from a mason jar and tuck into albacore-tuna poke, clam chowder, shrimp po'boy or fish-and-chips. Simple grilling techniques allow the catch's natural flavors to show through, and healthy rice-bran oil is used for frying. EveVEGAN$$ ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %760-230-2560; www.eveencinitas.com; 575 S Coast Hwy 101; Buddha bowls $12; h8am-9pm; v)S One part coffee shop, one part lounge and one part restaurant, this new vegan eatery serves hearty salad bowls heaped with goodness.
The Boom: How Fracking Ignited the American Energy Revolution and Changed the World by Russell Gold
accounting loophole / creative accounting, activist fund / activist shareholder / activist investor, activist lawyer, addicted to oil, American energy revolution, Bakken shale, Bernie Sanders, Buckminster Fuller, clean water, corporate governance, corporate raider, energy security, energy transition, hydraulic fracturing, Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change (IPCC), margin call, market fundamentalism, Mason jar, North Sea oil, oil shale / tar sands, oil shock, peak oil, Project Plowshare, risk tolerance, Ronald Reagan, shareholder value, Silicon Valley, Upton Sinclair
As Miller got older, he graduated to working with sledgehammers, pounding the bits after they were heated. By the time he got to college, he had started driving trucks. It was a job he would keep for eight years as he worked his way through college and then law school. Miller’s background helped him connect with jurors. He came across as a regular guy, with a theatrical flair. He once opened a Mason jar filled with hydrogen sulfide to give the courtroom a whiff of the noxious rotten-egg smell to which his clients had been exposed. A juror vomited, and the court had to recess, with the courtroom windows opened to clear out the air. In 1994 Miller joined a lawsuit against Mitchell Energy. Not long before, Carrie Baran, a Wise County resident, had called up Gardere & Wynne, a sizable Texas-based law firm that typically represented companies charged with oil-field pollution.
Rust: The Longest War by Jonathan Waldman
2013 Report for America's Infrastructure - American Society of Civil Engineers - 19 March 2013, Anton Chekhov, computer age, David Brooks, digital map, Exxon Valdez, Frederick Winslow Taylor, Golden Gate Park, index card, Isaac Newton, Mason jar, pez dispenser, Ralph Nader, RAND corporation, Ronald Reagan, Works Progress Administration, Y2K
The coating smooths out the surface of the metal, so that the gas has no microbumps from which to propagate, as it does on beer steins designed for that purpose. Nobody wants a can of flat beer. The coating keeps it tasty. And if the taste of “bright green/yellow battery acid” is particularly appealing to you, the coating tested in Laperle’s flavor room also deserves some credit. The name Ball probably makes you think of glass jars. Technically, they’re Mason jars, stamped with the name Ball. Your mother probably had some in the pantry. Ball jars go back to 1882, when the five Ball brothers—Frank, Edmund, George, Lucius, and William—started making glass jars in Buffalo, New York. For marketing purposes, they began growing their mustaches shortly thereafter. Both took off. Within five years, they were making more than two million glass jars a year. They relocated to Muncie, Indiana, and with natural gas rather than coal, figured out how to quintuple production.
Factory Girls: From Village to City in a Changing China by Leslie T. Chang
anti-communist, Deng Xiaoping, estate planning, financial independence, index card, invention of writing, job-hopping, land reform, Mason jar, mass immigration, new economy, Pearl River Delta, risk tolerance, special economic zone
Passengers crowded the aisles and perched on the metal sinks next to the bathrooms and crammed into the spaces between the cars, squatting in rows in their dark suits like crows strung along a telephone wire. Metal carts barreled through, forcing the human pile to rearrange itself every few minutes. The carts sold chicken legs and warm beer and hot dogs skewered on sticks. The vendors called out: Hot milk, hot milk, good for you. Only the well-off bought food on the train. Most people had carried their own—hard-boiled eggs and wafer cookies and mason jars filled with green tea so cloudy that algae could grow in it. At 10:45, a sweeper came through. We had been on board only three hours, but she pushed before her a mountain of peanut shells, orange peels, and empty plastic bottles. Nobody on earth generates trash faster than the traveling Chinese. Time passed slowly for Min. This was only the second long journey of her life. She peered out the window; she checked her watch; she fiddled with her mobile phone.
Battle: The Story of the Bulge by John Toland
Here in the middle of a dense forest lies a moss-covered mound in the form of a cross—the exact spot where 1st Lieutenant Eric Wood, Jr., died. Across the path is a small monument built by the people of Meyerode. On it in English (mistaking his rank) they have chiseled, "In January 1945 died here in heroic struggles by the German Offensive Eric Fisher Wood Captain U.S. Army." Every day some villager walks to the monument and puts fresh flowers in a Mason jar. There are other monuments in the Ardennes too—the thousands of foxholes, dotting the countryside like open graves. These holes still tell the story of the battle. In them can be found rotting ration cans, gas masks, rifle clips, bits of camouflage material, boots, and even occasionally the pitiful remains of a human being, forgotten for many years. These foxholes are the most appropriate monuments to the GI.
Entangled Life: How Fungi Make Our Worlds, Change Our Minds & Shape Our Futures by Merlin Sheldrake
biofilm, buy low sell high, carbon footprint, crowdsourcing, cuban missile crisis, dark matter, discovery of penicillin, experimental subject, Fellow of the Royal Society, Isaac Newton, Kickstarter, late capitalism, low earth orbit, Mason jar, meta analysis, meta-analysis, microbiome, moral panic, NP-complete, phenotype, randomized controlled trial, Ronald Reagan, the built environment, Thomas Bayes, Thomas Malthus, traveling salesman
Fictional astromycologist heroes might be able to shape the nonfictional future of fungal knowledge by inspiring a generation of young people to get excited by fungi. For (the real) Stamets, a surge of interest in fungi could fuel the development of mycological technologies that might “help save the planet that’s in jeopardy.” Oyster mushroom, Pleurotus ostreatus When I showed up at Starship Agarikon, I found Stamets sitting on the deck fiddling around with a mason jar and a blue plastic dish. It was the prototype for a bee feeder he had invented. The jar dribbled sugar water laced with fungal extracts into the dish, and bees crawled through a chute to get to it. It was his latest venture; a seventh way that mushrooms could help save the world. Even by Stamets’s standards, this project was a big headline. His latest study, co-authored with entomologists at the Washington State University bee lab, had been accepted by the prestigious journal Nature Scientific Reports.
A Man for All Markets by Edward O. Thorp
3Com Palm IPO, Albert Einstein, asset allocation, beat the dealer, Bernie Madoff, Black Swan, Black-Scholes formula, Brownian motion, buy and hold, buy low sell high, carried interest, Chuck Templeton: OpenTable:, Claude Shannon: information theory, cognitive dissonance, collateralized debt obligation, Credit Default Swap, credit default swaps / collateralized debt obligations, diversification, Edward Thorp, Erdős number, Eugene Fama: efficient market hypothesis, financial innovation, George Santayana, German hyperinflation, Henri Poincaré, high net worth, High speed trading, index arbitrage, index fund, interest rate swap, invisible hand, Jarndyce and Jarndyce, Jeff Bezos, John Meriwether, John Nash: game theory, Kenneth Arrow, Livingstone, I presume, Long Term Capital Management, Louis Bachelier, margin call, Mason jar, merger arbitrage, Murray Gell-Mann, Myron Scholes, NetJets, Norbert Wiener, passive investing, Paul Erdős, Paul Samuelson, Pluto: dwarf planet, Ponzi scheme, price anchoring, publish or perish, quantitative trading / quantitative ﬁnance, race to the bottom, random walk, Renaissance Technologies, RFID, Richard Feynman, risk-adjusted returns, Robert Shiller, Robert Shiller, rolodex, Sharpe ratio, short selling, Silicon Valley, Stanford marshmallow experiment, statistical arbitrage, stem cell, stocks for the long run, survivorship bias, The Myth of the Rational Market, The Predators' Ball, the rule of 72, The Wisdom of Crowds, too big to fail, Upton Sinclair, value at risk, Vanguard fund, Vilfredo Pareto, Works Progress Administration
For a city boy from the outskirts of Chicago, it was sheer joy to watch “water spiders” scoot over the surface of a slowly meandering creek, to play hide-and-seek in the fields of tall corn, to catch butterflies and display them arrayed and mounted on boards, and to wander through the fields and among the cottonwood trees and orchards. The Kesters’ oldest boy, strapping twentysomething Marvin, would carry me around on his shoulders. My mother, along with the women of the household, Marvin’s pretty sister Edna Mae, their mother, and their aunt May, would preserve massive quantities of fruits and vegetables. In our basement back home my father built racks for the rubber-sealed mason jars of corn, peaches, and apricots that we brought back. Then there were the rows of fruit jellies, jams, and preserves in glasses sealed with a layer of paraffin on top. This cornucopia would last us well into the next year. My father helped Marvin and his father, Old Man Kester, with the work of the farm, and sometimes I tagged along. One sunny forenoon during the second summer of our two weeks in Crete, my father took me to pick up supplies at a local store.
Gonzo: The Life of Hunter S. Thompson by Corey Seymour, Johnny Depp, Jann S. Wenner
Bonfire of the Vanities, buy low sell high, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, Mason jar, New Journalism, Norman Mailer, Ralph Nader, rolodex, Saturday Night Live, South China Sea, South of Market, San Francisco, Y2K
The event had happened between the kitchen and the garage, and presumably the search warrant was to be the location of the crime, but they went down into the wardrobe, where they discovered a shotgun that was approximately twelve inches long. And they’re on the phone about it—is it exactly twelve, or twelve and under? They took apart the dryers, thinking that he had something hidden up in the little holes. Eventually they slammed the refrigerator door and something toppled out behind the refrigerator, and they found a mason jar of pot—and when Hunter found out about this, he said, “Oh, I lost that twelve years ago.” In his bedroom they found a Bic pen with the works taken out. Maybe there was a little white powder in it. They took that, and they found a film canister with a blue pill. They also went through a filing cabinet and found a little file called “Juan.” And they realized that in this file were letters to a young person.
How to Change Your Mind: What the New Science of Psychedelics Teaches Us About Consciousness, Dying, Addiction, Depression, and Transcendence by Michael Pollan
1960s counterculture, Albert Einstein, Anton Chekhov, Burning Man, cognitive dissonance, conceptual framework, crowdsourcing, dark matter, Douglas Engelbart, East Village, experimental subject, Exxon Valdez, Golden Gate Park, Google Earth, Haight Ashbury, Howard Rheingold, Internet Archive, John Markoff, Kevin Kelly, Marshall McLuhan, Mason jar, Menlo Park, meta analysis, meta-analysis, moral panic, Mother of all demos, placebo effect, Ralph Waldo Emerson, randomized controlled trial, Ronald Reagan, scientific mainstream, scientific worldview, selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor (SSRI), sensible shoes, Silicon Valley, Skype, Steve Jobs, Stewart Brand, the scientific method, theory of mind, Thomas Bayes, Whole Earth Catalog
I also had my own personal reason for steering clear of psychedelics: a painfully anxious adolescence that left me (and at least one psychiatrist) doubting my grip on sanity. By the time I got to college, I was feeling sturdier, but the idea of rolling the mental dice with a psychedelic drug still seemed like a bad idea. Years later, in my late twenties and feeling more settled, I did try magic mushrooms two or three times. A friend had given me a Mason jar full of dried, gnarly Psilocybes, and on a couple of memorable occasions my partner (now wife), Judith, and I choked down two or three of them, endured a brief wave of nausea, and then sailed off on four or five interesting hours in the company of each other and what felt like a wonderfully italicized version of the familiar reality. Psychedelic aficionados would probably categorize what we had as a low-dose “aesthetic experience,” rather than a full-blown ego-disintegrating trip.
Fodor's Rome: With the Best City Walks and Scenic Day Trips by Fodor's Travel Publications Inc.
call centre, Donald Trump, glass ceiling, haute couture, haute cuisine, Honoré de Balzac, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, low cost airline, Mason jar, mega-rich, Murano, Venice glass, starchitect, urban planning, young professional
Along with the usual suspects of high-roller choices (caviar and blini), the chef offers a menu of contemporary interpretations of Italian classics, as well as those special El Toulà dishes with a Venetian slant (the mother restaurant is in Treviso): delicious, expertly prepared risottos, and a nod to the various sea creatures of the Adriatic coast and Venetian lagoon. Note that jacket and tie are required November through February. | Average cost: €80 | Via della Lupa 29/b, Spagna | 00186 | 06/6873750 | www.toula.it | Reservations essential | Closed Sun. and Aug. No lunch Mon. and Sat. GiNa. $ | CAFÉ | “Homey minimalism” isn’t a contradiction at this whitewashed cafè with a modern edge. The block seats and sleek booths, the single flowers in Mason jars, white chandeliers, and multiplicity of mirrors make this small but multilevel space a tiny gem tucked away on the street leading from Piazza di Spagna. With a menu ranging from various bruschettas to interesting mixed salads, sandwiches, and pastas, this is a top spot for a light lunch or an aperitivo that won’t break the bank in this high-end neighborhood. In fact, the best things here are the sweets: gelato, pastries, fruit with yogurt, and even some American pies and cheesecake, along with the best hot chocolate in Rome during the winter.
Boyd: The Fighter Pilot Who Changed the Art of War by Robert Coram
desegregation, inventory management, Iridium satellite, Joseph Schumpeter, lateral thinking, Mason jar, RAND corporation, Ronald Reagan, Thomas Kuhn: the structure of scientific revolutions, Toyota Production System, traveling salesman
Fighter pilots—that is, the ones who survive air combat—are not gentlemen; they are back-stabbing assassins. They come out of the sun and attack an enemy when he is blind. They sneak up behind or underneath or “bounce” the enemy from above or flop into position on his tail—his sixo’clock position—and “tap” him before he knows they are there. That is why fighter pilots jink and weave and dart about like water bugs in a mason jar. They never hold a heading or a position longer than six or eight seconds. Aerial combat is brutally unforgiving. To come in second place is to die, usually in a rather spectacular manner. Most casualties never know they are targets until they are riddled with bullets, covered with flames, and on the way to creating a big hole in the ground. Those who want to engage in the romanticized World War I pirouette of a fair fight will have a short career.
One Day in December: Celia Sánchez and the Cuban Revolution by Nancy Stout
Raúl has recorded all the facts since the beginning of the Revolution.” But in the end, she filled only the first few pages. In the mountains, however, she began to make copies of Fidel’s letters and started keeping her own notes; she began to develop the collection, starting with herself and Fidel first, then, within a month or two, requested materials from the other commanders. Some records, at her suggestion, were buried in mason jars, and these, according to the curator of Celia’s documents, Nelsy Babiel, still turn up under farmers’ plows in the Sierra Maestra spring. 37. The Florida Story CONSEQUENCES OF THE REVOLUTION persist in nearly every Cuban family. When the prisoners taken at the Bay of Pigs finally left Cuba in late December 1962, Celia’s sister Chela and her husband, Pedro Álvarez, were on the same boat, emigrating to Florida.
The Great Influenza: The Story of the Deadliest Pandemic in History by John M. Barry
Albert Einstein, Brownian motion, centralized clearinghouse, conceptual framework, coronavirus, discovery of penicillin, double helix, Fellow of the Royal Society, germ theory of disease, index card, Louis Pasteur, Marshall McLuhan, Mason jar, means of production, statistical model, the medium is the message, the scientific method, traveling salesman, women in the workforce
Cole and Avery worked together precisely the way Cole had hoped for when he organized the Rockefeller hospital. More importantly, the work produced results. In the laboratory Avery and Dochez took the lead. They worked in simple laboratories with simple equipment. Each room had a single deep porcelain sink and several worktables, each with a gas outlet for a Bunsen burner and drawers underneath. The tabletop space was filled with racks of test tubes, simple mason jars, petri dishes—droppers for various dyes and chemicals, and tin cans holding pipettes and platinum loops. On the same tabletop investigators performed nearly all their work: inoculating, bleeding, and dissecting animals. Also on the tabletop was a cage for the occasional animal kept as a pet. In the middle of the room were incubators, vacuum pumps, and centrifuges. First they replicated earlier experiments, partly to familiarize themselves with techniques.
The Diamond Age by Neal Stephenson
British Empire, clean water, dark matter, defense in depth, digital map, edge city, Just-in-time delivery, low earth orbit, Mason jar, pattern recognition, sensible shoes, Silicon Valley, Socratic dialogue, South China Sea, the scientific method, Turing machine, wage slave
X handed it to one of his assistants, who carried it with both hands, as if it were a golden egg on a silken pillow, and mated it with another flange on a network of massive stainless-steel plumbing that covered most of two tabletops. The assistant's assistant got the job of inserting all the shiny bolts and torque-wrenching them down. Then the assistant flicked a switch, and an old-fashioned vacuum pump whacked into life, making conversation impossible for a minute or two. During this time Hackworth looked around Dr. X's laboratory, trying to peg the century and in some cases even the dynasty of each item. A row of mason jars stood on a high shelf, filled with what looked like giblets floating in urine. Hackworth supposed that they were the gall bladders of now-extinct species, no doubt accruing value by the moment, better than any mutual fund. A locked gun cabinet and a primeval Macintosh desktop-publishing system, green with age, attested to the owner's previous forays into officially discouraged realms of behavior.
Frommer's San Francisco 2012 by Matthew Poole, Erika Lenkert, Kristin Luna
airport security, Albert Einstein, Bay Area Rapid Transit, California gold rush, car-free, centre right, Chuck Templeton: OpenTable:, El Camino Real, glass ceiling, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, Loma Prieta earthquake, Mason jar, Maui Hawaii, place-making, Port of Oakland, post-work, sensible shoes, Silicon Valley, South of Market, San Francisco, Torches of Freedom, transcontinental railway, urban renewal, Works Progress Administration, young professional
Within each category, there are only four dishes, many of which are vegetable heavy. While the menu changes regularly, expect to see similar offerings to artichoke terrine, beet boudin noir, and turnip apple soup as smaller starters. The beef cheek and oxtail burger; slow-cooked farm egg with fried farro, chicken, and sprouts; and Manila clams are popular orders for the main event. Desserts, served in mason jars, are not only artfully presented but even more delicious than they look. For example, panna cotta was never my favorite—until I discovered Plum, which serves it at the perfect consistency with a glaze of quince compote and thyme on top. 2214 Broadway (at Grand Ave.). 510/444-7586. www.plumoakland.com. Reservations recommended. Small plates $4–$13; main courses $12–$18. AE, DC, MC, V. Daily 11am–2pm; Mon–Fri 5pm–1am.
The 4-Hour Chef: The Simple Path to Cooking Like a Pro, Learning Anything, and Living the Good Life by Timothy Ferriss
Airbnb, Atul Gawande, Buckminster Fuller, Burning Man, correlation does not imply causation, crowdsourcing, deliberate practice, en.wikipedia.org, Golden Gate Park, happiness index / gross national happiness, haute cuisine, Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall, Isaac Newton, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Kevin Kelly, Kickstarter, Loma Prieta earthquake, loss aversion, Louis Pasteur, Mahatma Gandhi, Marc Andreessen, Mark Zuckerberg, Mason jar, microbiome, Parkinson's law, Paul Buchheit, Paul Graham, Pepto Bismol, Ponzi scheme, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Silicon Valley, Skype, spaced repetition, Stephen Hawking, Steve Jobs, the High Line, Y Combinator
CASHEW PESTO (Jules Clancy) 1 c (135 g) roasted, salted cashews ½ c (120 ml) EVOO 1 c (25 g) unchopped fresh basil 2–3 cloves garlic Squeeze of lemon juice (optional) This variation on traditional pine nut pesto is inspired by Jules Clancy of Stonesoup. Not only are pine nuts wicked expensive, they also cause severe allergic reactions in many people. We’ll use cashews instead. I blend everything at once, but for a new knife skill, chiffonade the basil immediately before blending (see pics, below). I love this pesto and will regularly store it in the freezer in Ball or Kerr mason jars. To thaw, leave the jar in a warm-water bath for 10 minutes. This pesto is good on any protein. Especially great on: Salads Eggs - BONUS POINTS (+2) HOW TO CHIFFONADE BASIL OR ANY LEAVES BIG ENOUGH - GARLIC AIOLI (Jeffrey Zurofsky) 1 large egg yolk Juice of ½ lemon 1 T Dijon mustard 1 clove garlic ½ t kosher salt ¾ c (180 ml) grapeseed oil ½ c (120 ml) EVOO (but see details below) Cayenne pepper to taste Fancy mayo!
May We Be Forgiven by A. M. Homes
And then he gives me a kind of a hug, like how maybe he once saw a kid on a TV show hug a grown-up, or like something from Two and a Half Men that would be punctuated by a guffaw from the laugh track. “Let’s do it again soon,” he says, exiting. That evening, while looking for something, I find myself in the basement. It’s like a multigenerational storehouse of stuff, skis, golf clubs, tennis racquets, sprinklers, old garden hoses, boxes of glass Mason jars, a good amount of which I suspect was left here by the previous owners and somehow memorialized by George and Jane as ephemera from another era. I decide to get rid of it all. Four hours later, with a dozen giant green plastic bags dragged to the curb and an overflowing blue recycle bin, I feel as though I’ve mucked out a stall. Someone had to do it. Why did George have four sets of golf clubs?
New York 2140 by Kim Stanley Robinson
availability heuristic, back-to-the-land, Black-Scholes formula, Burning Man, central bank independence, creative destruction, credit crunch, crowdsourcing, decarbonisation, East Village, full employment, happiness index / gross national happiness, hive mind, income inequality, invisible hand, Jane Jacobs, liquidity trap, Mason jar, mass immigration, megastructure, microbiome, music of the spheres, New Urbanism, offshore financial centre, plutocrats, Plutocrats, Ponzi scheme, precariat, quantitative easing, rent-seeking, the built environment, too big to fail
She snorted. “If only. I think at best it’s Keynes. But that’s okay. It’s a Keynesian world, always has been.” I shrugged. “He was a trader, right?” She laughed. “I guess everybody’s a trader.” “I’m not so sure about that.” I unwrapped the foil and wire from the champagne bottle, very old-fashioned, very French, and then aimed the cork to the side and sent it flying to leeward. Poured her a mason jar glass and sipped from it myself before giving it to her. “Cheers,” she said, and clinked her jar to the bottle I was holding. Then after she had drunk about half her glass, and I was back to steering, or at least supervising the autopilot, she got another call. “Who’s this? Oh! Well, thank you very much. It’s a pleasure to hear from you. Yes, I’m really looking forward to it. It’s a very exciting time, yes it is.
The Mask of Sanity: An Attempt to Clarify Some Issues About the So Called Psychopathic Personality by Hervey Cleckley
He was disheveled and dirty. After a little shaking and shouting he aroused, blinked at her calmly, and acted as if he had been disturbed by some irresponsible person who must be treated as an indulgent grown person treats a child. In the house was also a half-dressed woman of frankly disreputable character whom he had brought with him. The rugs were stained with overturned drinks and bottles and Mason jars were scattered over the floors. Unwashed dishes were piled in stacks or littered broken about the rooms. Several disarranged beds were heaped with stale sheets. Here and there furniture was overturned or burned with cigarettes. “Sorry,” said Walter as if making gallant apology for having accidentally jostled a lady in a crowd, “I am made so miserable at home that I had to come in.” He was sent again to the hospital by his father, following a series of misadventures somewhat more trying than usual.
Coastal California by Lonely Planet
1960s counterculture, airport security, Albert Einstein, Asilomar, back-to-the-land, Bay Area Rapid Transit, Berlin Wall, buy and hold, California gold rush, call centre, car-free, carbon footprint, centre right, Chuck Templeton: OpenTable:, Donner party, East Village, El Camino Real, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Frank Gehry, global village, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, haute cuisine, illegal immigration, Joan Didion, Khyber Pass, Kickstarter, Loma Prieta earthquake, low cost airline, Mason jar, McMansion, Ronald Reagan, Silicon Valley, South of Market, San Francisco, stealth mode startup, Steve Wozniak, trade route, transcontinental railway, Upton Sinclair, urban sprawl, white picket fence, women in the workforce, working poor, Works Progress Administration, young professional, Zipcar
Sightglass Coffee CAFE (http://sightglasscoffee.com; 270 7th St; 7am-6pm Mon-Sat, 8am-6pm Sun) San Francisco’s newest cult coffee is roasted in a SoMa warehouse – follow the wafting aromas of Owl’s Howl Espresso, and sample their family-grown, high-end 100% Bourbon-shrub coffee. Bloodhound BAR (www.bloodhoundsf.com; 1145 Folsom St; 4pm-2am) The murder of crows painted on the ceiling is definitely an omen: nights at Bloodhound assume mythic proportions with top-shelf booze served in Mason jars and pool marathons. SF’s best food trucks often park out front; ask the barkeep to suggest a pairing. House of Shields BAR (39 New Montgomery St; 2pm-2am Mon-Fri, from 7pm Sat) Flash back a hundred years at this recently restored mahogany bar, with original c 1908 chandeliers hanging from high ceilings and old-fashioned cocktails without the frippery. Blue Bottle Coffee Company CAFE (www.bluebottlecoffee.net; 66 Mint St; 7am-7pm Mon-Fri, 8am-6pm Sat, 8am-4pm Sun) The microroaster with the crazy-looking $20,000 coffee siphon for superior Fair Trade organic drip coffee is rivaled only by the bittersweet mochas and cappuccinos with ferns drawn in the foam.
The Great Shark Hunt: Strange Tales From a Strange Time by Hunter S. Thompson
anti-communist, back-to-the-land, buy low sell high, complexity theory, computer age, cuban missile crisis, desegregation, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Francisco Pizarro, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, job automation, land reform, Mason jar, New Journalism, non-fiction novel, Norman Mailer, Ronald Reagan, urban decay, urban renewal, urban sprawl
He began to sneak out of the house through the servants' entrance and run a few blocks to a gas station where he kept a hopped-up '37 Ford with no fenders. . . and spend the rest of the night hanging around honky-tonk bars and truck stops, dressed in dirty overalls and a crusty green T-shirt with a Bardahl emblem on the back. He enjoyed cadging beers and belting whores around when they spurned his crude propositions. One night, after long haggling, he bought several mason jars full of home whiskey, which he drank while driving at high speed through the Beverly Hills area. When the old Ford finally threw a rod he abandoned it and called a taxi, which took him to his own automobile agency. He kicked down a side door, hot-wiped a convertible waiting for tune-up and drove out to Highway 101, where he got in a drag race with some hoodlums from Pasadena. He lost, and it so enraged him that he followed the other car until it stopped for a traffic light -- where he rammed it from the rear at seventy miles an hour.
Northern California Travel Guide by Lonely Planet
Airbnb, Apple II, Asilomar, back-to-the-land, Bay Area Rapid Transit, big-box store, Burning Man, buy and hold, California gold rush, call centre, car-free, carbon footprint, clean water, dark matter, Donald Trump, Donner party, East Village, El Camino Real, Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test, Frank Gehry, friendly fire, glass ceiling, Golden Gate Park, Google bus, Haight Ashbury, haute couture, haute cuisine, housing crisis, Joan Didion, Kickstarter, Loma Prieta earthquake, Lyft, Mahatma Gandhi, Mark Zuckerberg, Mason jar, McMansion, means of production, Port of Oakland, ride hailing / ride sharing, Ronald Reagan, Silicon Valley, Silicon Valley startup, South of Market, San Francisco, stealth mode startup, stem cell, Steve Jobs, Steve Wozniak, Stewart Brand, the built environment, trade route, transcontinental railway, uber lyft, Upton Sinclair, urban sprawl, white picket fence, Whole Earth Catalog, women in the workforce, working poor, Works Progress Administration, young professional
Make WestingCOCKTAIL BAR ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %510-251-1400; www.makewesting.com; 1741 Telegraph Ave; h4pm-2am; Z19th St Oakland) On weekends, people pack this Uptown hot spot, named for a Jack London short story, for its indoor bocce courts and eclectic cocktails. Toss back a 'Garden Gimlet' (gin, cucumber, basil and lime) and satiate the munchies with cilantro-and-habañero-infused popcorn or a mason jar of homemade pickled beets. TrappistPUB ( MAP GOOGLE MAP ; %510-238-8900; www.thetrappist.com; 460 8th St; hnoon-12:30am Sun-Thu, to 1:30am Fri & Sat; ZOakland 12th St City Center) Busting out of its original brick-and-wood-paneled shoe box into a second storefront and outdoor back patio, this place specialises in Belgian ales. Two dozen drafts rotate through the taps, and tasty charcuterie and cheese boards, salads and grilled cheese sandwiches make it easy to linger.
The Best of Best New SF by Gardner R. Dozois
back-to-the-land, Buckminster Fuller, Burning Man, call centre, Columbine, congestion charging, dark matter, Doomsday Book, double helix, Extropian, gravity well, lateral thinking, Mason jar, offshore financial centre, out of africa, pattern recognition, phenotype, Silicon Valley, slashdot, Stephen Hawking, telepresence, Turing machine, Turing test, Winter of Discontent, Y2K, zero-sum game
And it’s gotta be at the freight dock.” “That’s one thing?” asked Vinnie. “A few. But that place is great, man. We can’t lose there.” Vinnie smiled, and it was a prison-guard smile, a Nazi smile. “If you lose, kid, after the Monsters get through with you, the Hellbenders are gonna have a little party.” He pointed over his shoulder to where something resembling testicles floated in alcohol in a mason jar on a shelf. “We’re putting five empty jars up there tomorrow. That’s what happens to people who get the Hellbenders involved without asking and then don’t come through when the pressure’s on. You know what I mean?” Leroy smiled. He left smiling. The smile was still frozen to his face as he walked down the street. This whole thing was getting too grim. Leroy lay on his cot listening to his sister and her boyfriend porking in the next room.
Eastern USA by Lonely Planet
1960s counterculture, active transport: walking or cycling, Affordable Care Act / Obamacare, Albert Einstein, Berlin Wall, bike sharing scheme, Bretton Woods, British Empire, car-free, carbon footprint, centre right, Charles Lindbergh, collective bargaining, cuban missile crisis, desegregation, Donald Trump, East Village, Fall of the Berlin Wall, Frank Gehry, glass ceiling, Guggenheim Bilbao, haute cuisine, Hernando de Soto, illegal immigration, immigration reform, information trail, interchangeable parts, jitney, Kickstarter, license plate recognition, Mason jar, mass immigration, McMansion, megacity, Menlo Park, new economy, New Urbanism, obamacare, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Ronald Reagan, Rosa Parks, Saturday Night Live, Silicon Valley, Skype, the built environment, the High Line, the payments system, transcontinental railway, union organizing, Upton Sinclair, upwardly mobile, urban decay, urban planning, urban renewal, urban sprawl, walkable city, white flight, Works Progress Administration, young professional
Entertainment Gip’s Place LIVE MUSIC (www.myspace.com/gipsjukejoint; 3101 Ave C, Bessemer) You’ll need to ask a local for directions to this tin-roof makeshift backyard shack in a dicey neighborhood in Bessemer, one of the only truly authentic juke joints left outside Mississippi. Gip, a gravedigger by day, opens the doors on Saturday only, when the place is shoulder-to-shoulder with blues fans come one come all. It’s BYOB but there’s no need – free moonshine is passed around in Mason jars, permitted by a legal loophole in Alabama that says it must be given away, not sold. Information Greater Birmingham Convention & Visitors Bureau ( 205-458-8000, 800-458-8085; www.sweetbirmingham.com; 2200 9th Ave N; 8:30am-5pm Mon-Fri) Tourist information. Getting There & Around The Birmingham International Airport (BHM; www.flybirmingham.com) is about 5 miles northeast of downtown.
Frommer's California 2009 by Matthew Poole, Harry Basch, Mark Hiss, Erika Lenkert
airport security, Asilomar, Bay Area Rapid Transit, California gold rush, call centre, car-free, Charles Lindbergh, clean water, Columbine, Donald Trump, Donner party, East Village, El Camino Real, European colonialism, Frank Gehry, Golden Gate Park, Haight Ashbury, housing crisis, indoor plumbing, Joan Didion, Mason jar, mass immigration, Maui Hawaii, post-work, Saturday Night Live, Silicon Valley, Skype, South of Market, San Francisco, sustainable-tourism, transcontinental railway, urban sprawl, white picket fence, Works Progress Administration, Y Combinator
Mon–Sat 11:30am–9pm. & 805/969-9274. Tupelo Junction Café SOUTHERN Most trendy restaurants have expiration dates, but the countrified Tupelo Junction has pr oven immune to such patterns. The unpretentious cafe, which produces Southern cuisine with a healthy California touch, is juxtaposed among the European labels and designer boutiques of State Street. Lemonade and mimosas ar e served up in mason jars, and J olly Ranchers ar e generously doled out with the bill. I f you’re in S anta Barbara long enough to only dine at Tupelo once, plan your pit stop for br unch: The pumpkin oatmeal waffle with candied walnuts and caramelized bananas is divine, and the apple beignets with cr ème anglaise aren’t to be taken lightly. On Thursday nights, the v enue hosts liv e music, with an array of alcohol and appetizer specials on tap. 1218 Stat e St. & 805/899-3100. www.tupelojunction.com.
Southeast Asia on a Shoestring Travel Guide by Lonely Planet
active transport: walking or cycling, airport security, Alfred Russel Wallace, anti-communist, British Empire, call centre, car-free, carbon footprint, clean water, clockwatching, colonial rule, Google Earth, haute cuisine, indoor plumbing, Kickstarter, large denomination, low cost airline, low cost carrier, Mason jar, megacity, period drama, Skype, South China Sea, spice trade, superstar cities, sustainable-tourism, trade route, urban sprawl, white picket fence, women in the workforce
Drinking Bars range from peaceful, beachfront cocktail affairs where you can sip a mai tai while you watch the sunset to throbbing discos on the sand. Red Pirates BEACH BAR $$ (Angol) Way down at the south end of White Beach, this supremely mellow bar throws funky driftwood furniture onto the sand and best captures the spirit of ‘old Boracay’. Nigi Nigi Nu Noos BEACH BAR $$ (Station 2; happy hour 5-7pm) The legendary mason jars of Long Island iced tea – they’re two-for-one during happy hour – more than capably kick-start any evening. Jungle BEACH BAR $$ (Lagutan Beach) Isolated on a cove at the back side of the island, hippie, trippy Jungle bar is known for three-day full-moon parties and its notorious ‘F*** you Archie’ cocktail. Often quiet or dead; just as often raucous. Arwana BEACH BAR $ ( happy hour 1-10pm) All-day happy hour means Boracay’s cheapest San Miguel (P30) on demand.
1,000 Places to See in the United States and Canada Before You Die, Updated Ed. by Patricia Schultz
Albert Einstein, Alfred Russel Wallace, American Society of Civil Engineers: Report Card, Bretton Woods, Burning Man, California gold rush, car-free, Charles Lindbergh, Columbine, Donald Trump, East Village, El Camino Real, estate planning, Frank Gehry, glass ceiling, Golden Gate Park, Guggenheim Bilbao, Haight Ashbury, haute cuisine, indoor plumbing, interchangeable parts, Mars Rover, Mason jar, Maui Hawaii, Mikhail Gorbachev, Murano, Venice glass, Nelson Mandela, new economy, New Urbanism, Norman Mailer, out of africa, Pepto Bismol, place-making, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Ronald Reagan, Rosa Parks, Saturday Night Live, sexual politics, South of Market, San Francisco, The Chicago School, transcontinental railway, traveling salesman, upwardly mobile, urban decay, urban planning, urban renewal, urban sprawl, wage slave, white picket fence, Works Progress Administration, Yogi Berra, éminence grise
Alabama’s oldest hotel is the Mentone Springs, a nine-room Queen Anne mansion with sweeping views from the wraparound porch. It was built in 1884 by Pennsylvania doctor Frank Caldwell, who, enchanted by the vistas and convinced of the mineral waters’ healing powers, bought the property and relocated here, promoting the inn as a health resort. Across the street, the Log Cabin Restaurant and Deli dates to the early fur-trading days of the 1800s. Sip a hot spiced tea or a (nonalcoholic) Cabin Cooler served in a Mason jar and fill up on chili corn pone, platters of country-fried steak, or locally cured ham with red-eye gravy. Little River Canyon National Preserve features a 45-foot waterfall and dramatic gorge. Pack a lunch for a day trip through the scenic Little River Canyon National Preserve. The rugged 14,000-acre park is home to a 700-foot gorge, one of the deepest east of the Mississippi. “The Grand Canyon of the East” is visible from the 23-mile drive that wends along the rim.
USA Travel Guide by Lonely, Planet
1960s counterculture, active transport: walking or cycling, Affordable Care Act / Obamacare, Albert Einstein, Asilomar, Bay Area Rapid Transit, Berlin Wall, Big bang: deregulation of the City of London, big-box store, bike sharing scheme, Bretton Woods, British Empire, Burning Man, California gold rush, call centre, car-free, carbon footprint, centre right, Charles Lindbergh, Chuck Templeton: OpenTable:, cuban missile crisis, desegregation, Donald Trump, Donner party, East Village, edge city, El Camino Real, Fall of the Berlin Wall, feminist movement, Frank Gehry, glass ceiling, global village, Golden Gate Park, Guggenheim Bilbao, Haight Ashbury, haute couture, haute cuisine, Hernando de Soto, Howard Zinn, illegal immigration, immigration reform, information trail, interchangeable parts, intermodal, jitney, Kickstarter, license plate recognition, Mars Rover, Mason jar, mass immigration, Maui Hawaii, McMansion, Menlo Park, Monroe Doctrine, new economy, New Urbanism, obamacare, off grid, Ralph Nader, Ralph Waldo Emerson, RFID, ride hailing / ride sharing, Ronald Reagan, Rosa Parks, Saturday Night Live, Silicon Valley, South of Market, San Francisco, starchitect, stealth mode startup, stem cell, supervolcano, the built environment, The Chicago School, the High Line, the payments system, trade route, transcontinental railway, union organizing, Upton Sinclair, upwardly mobile, urban decay, urban planning, urban renewal, urban sprawl, walkable city, white flight, working poor, Works Progress Administration, young professional, Zipcar
Entertainment Gip’s Place LIVE MUSIC (www.myspace.com/gipsjukejoint; 3101 Ave C, Bessemer) You’ll need to ask a local for directions to this tin-roof makeshift backyard shack in a dicey neighborhood in Bessemer, one of the only truly authentic juke joints left outside Mississippi. Gip, a gravedigger by day, opens the doors on Saturday only, when the place is shoulder-to-shoulder with blues fans come one come all. It’s BYOB but there’s no need – free moonshine is passed around in Mason jars, permitted by a legal loophole in Alabama that says it must be given away, not sold. Information Greater Birmingham Convention & Visitors Bureau ( 205-458-8000, 800-458-8085; www.sweetbirmingham.com; 2200 9th Ave N; 8:30am-5pm Mon-Fri) Tourist information. Getting There & Around The Birmingham International Airport (BHM; www.flybirmingham.com) is about 5 miles northeast of downtown.