Monday, October 29, 2012

Cooking For Ghosts

Julia Ziegler-Haynes, an artist and former waitress, first took to cooking through a rather unusual art project:  she researched the final meals of 24 death-row inmates, then prepared them and had them photographed.  "That was the first time I ever really cooked for strangers," she says.  "I was cooking for ghosts."

New York Times Sunday Style Magazine, Design Fall 2012, October 7, 2012

see more about what Julia is currently up to at the-dinner-bell.com

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Before Their Time: The Forever Young (Dead) At Laurel Hill Cemetery, Philadelphia PA

We never know for sure when our time will come and death will come calling.  When will be the last time we see or talk to a friend before death arrives.  Often death comes early:

Upon entering Laurel Hill Cemetery, the average visitor is immediately struck by the curious statuary that sits at its entrance. It is based upon the early 19th century novel, Old Mortality, by Sir Walter Scott, wherein the title character cautions, “My hours are like the ears of the latter harvest, and your days are yet in the spring; and yet you may be gathered into the garner of mortality before me, for the sickle of death cuts down the green as oft as the ripe, and there is a colour in your cheek that, like the bud of the rose, serveth oft to hide the worm of corruption.” These poetic words would translate into reality for many whom rest at Laurel Hill. From the youngest infants to the young men and women not destined to reach the milestone of middle age, the Cemetery is ripe with the bones of many who departed this world before their time. Alfred Miller was just 7 months old when he found eternal rest at Laurel Hill, soon to be joined by three siblings who died before their 1stbirthdays. Civil War Union Colonel Ulric Dahlgren was just 21 when a bullet ended his promising military career. William Emlen Cresson’s bronze likeness depicts an artist just 24 years old when he painted his last. Across the Cemetery, Charles Vansant’s similarly short life ended on a lazy summer day at the Jersey shore with a shark attack that would decades later inspire the film Jaws

Thursday, October 25, 2012

A Final Drink Before The Inevitable Zombie Apocalypse?


Six Pack: Philadelphia’s Zombie-Proof Restaurants

Posted by Jason Sheehan on May 30th, 2012
In the wake of yesterday’s zombie attack in Miami, I’ve been thinking (as I often do) about the inevitable zombie apocalypse. And when I get to thinking about the inevitable zombie apocalypse, my thoughts often turn to practical questions like: When the worst finally happens, where would I hole up for a final drink? Or, when feeling somewhat less fatalistic, what restaurants in Philadelphia would be best forweathering an invasion of the undead?
Thus, as a public service, the Foobooz Zombie Defense Working Group has come up with a list of the 6 best restaurants in Philadelphia for witnessing (and possibly surviving) a zombie attack.
You’re welcome.

Philadelphia’s Most Zombie-Proof Restaurants

Davio’s
Important safety tip: Zombies don’t take elevators. Luckily, you–with your un-gnawed digits and fully-functioning frontal cortex–can. Zipping up to this second floor Italian steakhouse will lift you out of any immediate danger and also offer you a fine view of 17th Street while knocking back double-whiskeys at the bar.
111 South 17th Street
215-563-4810

Nineteen
When the end truly comes, I call dibs on this place. 19 stories up, accessible only by elevator and with a commanding view of the Philadelphia skyline (and streets far below), a lovely bar, steak frites, shrimp cocktails with Bloody Mary cocktail sauce and patio seating hundreds of feet above the zombie-clogged streets? It’s perfect.
200 South Broad Street
215-893-1234

R2L
All those things I said about 19? They go double for R2L. Being on the 37th floor puts a lot of distance between you and the brain-eaters on the street. Plus, a couple lobsters (roasted and poached) and a pork porterhouse with spaetzle and bacon will certainly make the evening pass more pleasantly. The only problem? I’m pretty sure zombies can smell bacon from a long way off…
50 South 16th Street
215-564-5337

Perch Pub
A beautiful view of Broad and Locust, ideal for watching the world end. And the 100 different beers and dozen tapped kegs don’t hurt either. Again, this place gets you up off the ground (always a bonus, even if it’s only the 2nd floor), but really makes the list for its central location and immediacy.
1345 Locust Street
215-546-4090

Lacroix
Okay, so I’m just saying that if you’ve got to go, there are worse places to spend your last night on earth, right? Plus, holing up at Lacroix has a few advantages beyond the contents of the coolers and the bar. First, the stairs with their weird height changes and broad sweep will likely slow the zombies down some (uncoordinated critters that they are). Plus, the lack of handrails across their width means that if I’m being chased, it’s that much easier for me to push you down (first rule of zombie survival: I don’t have to be the fastest guy out there, I only need to be faster than you). Beyond that, there are doors that can be closed, windows that can be covered. And since it can be tough to find the entrance to the place even on a perfectly normal, non-zombie-filled Friday (unless you know where you’re going), I like my odds of beating the horde.
210 West Rittenhouse Square
215-546-9000

The Rooftop Lounge At Continental Midtown
I’ve spent enough time watching the zombies downstairs at the Continental. Now we can all watch them from the safety of the roof while we drink gin and eat giant plates of shoestring fries with Szechuan mustard. Also, I’m pretty sure the lounge area is big enough for a helicopter to land once we move all the tables and twinkle-lights out of the way, and isn’t that how these movies always end? With the dashing food editor and his friends scrambling aboard the last helicopter out of town just as the zombies swarm over the walls? Well that’s how the movies always end in my head anyway…
Continental Midtown
1801 Chestnut Street
215-567-1800

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Vampire Plague Victim Found With Brick Stuck In Its Jaw, Teeth Intact=The Vampire Of Venice


'Vampire' Plague Victim Spurs Gruesome Debate

Date: 30 May 2012 Time: 01:00 AM ET

Monday, October 22, 2012

Why Does A Body Stiffen Up From Rigor Mortis After Death?


Ask Dr. H: From ancient parts to mystery of death





Q: With Halloween approaching, I'd like to ask a creepy question: Why does a body stiffen up from rigor mortis after death?
A: Halloween approaches, and little ghouls and goblins will soon be scurrying door to door. The mystery of death and what lies beyond has long fascinated man. From a biological viewpoint, death is a much simpler concept. It's not an event, but a process. This is because the various tissues and organs in the living body die at different rates.
Rigor mortis is due to a complex chemical reaction. During life, our muscles require energy (fuel). They need lots of oxygen. However, during strenuous work or exercise, this is in short supply. Heavy muscle use causes a buildup of lactic acid. It contributes to the feeling of muscle fatigue and "burn." Haven't we all felt that "burn" in our legs with climbing stairs?
During life, the lactic acid quickly dissipates once we rest our muscles. In death, this cannot happen. The breakdown of muscle fuel (glycogen) in death leads to irreversibly high levels of lactic acid. This leads to a complex reaction in which the components of muscle fibers fuse together to form a gel. This gel is what makes the body feel stiff in death. Once the muscle is moved, the stiffness is broken, and the gel will not re-form.
The stiffness begins at once and becomes complete in two to three hours, developing faster in the head, neck, and arms than in the legs. High metabolic activity in the time just before death, such as running or playing tennis, leads to higher levels of lactic acid and a shorter time for rigor mortis to develop. For those who are muscular, the rigor comes on more slowly and lasts longer. Rigor mortis lasts for 12 to 24 hours, after which decomposition begins.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

"No Insurance Against A Plot Twist" (In Your Life)

Thanks to writer Lisa Scottoline for the above title, and below:

"Life is like a novel.  You never know when you're gonna get a plot twist.  And you hope the ending is happy, and not a surprise."  Her dog Little Tony almost died in surgery to repair a torn rotator cuff.  "And it got me thinking, because I didn't see it coming.  It wasn't anybody's fault, and it wasn't in anybody's control.  It just happened, because anything can happen, and at any time.  Both good, and bad.  And though i think of myself as someone who daily counts her blessings, I took for granted that Little Tony was lucky to have the surgery.  It never occurred to me that it could kill him.  But now I know better.  And that's the kind of thing that makes life worth living."

There are no guarantees in life.  Enjoy it while you can.  It's too short.  And pre-plan and pay for, for the sake of your loved ones,  your final death arrangements!:  Where would you like to be buried?  Would you like to be cremated, or buried in a coffin?  What kind of coffin, wood or metal?  Etc. Etc.


Saturday, October 20, 2012

Do Vampires Exist? Mathematically They Cannot! Right.?!

Thanks Live Science:


Vampires a Mathematical Impossibility, Scientist Says

Date: 11 January 2008 Time: 09:45 AM ET