Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts

3.01.2013

wow.

there is so much going on that i can't begin to go through it all.

happy first of march! exactly 2 months more until my no-fun adventure with hodgkin's lymphoma hopefully comes to an end. that alone is enough to make me want to jump up and down for the rest of my life. seriously.

my first book discussion on images of america: greeks in queens took place at the bayside historical society last friday (thankfully, time flies, especially during chemo week when you're stuck in a sleepy-haze). i had the best time and met a lot of great people. here's some photos...


it was quite fun. between events like this and friend-based fun about to happen, i couldn't be happier. it'd be great if chemo was over already!

really, chemo sucks cuz you want to end it as soon as possible and as a result, you stay home more. but i'm making plans to go (and be) out all the time come springtime.

it can't come fast enough.

so please, if you have any ideas of fun activities (new york based or otherwise, cuz we all know i am NOT staying home) please let me know. whosthatgamine@gmail.com

can't wait to catch up on your blogs now!!

10.10.2012

life: twisty turny, part 1

it's no joke that october is always a crazy month for me.
it really, truly is.

after a wonderful bout of illness, antibiotics and medicine, i have [finally] gotten back to my old self!

first off, i've been booking appointments to doctors. all kinds. ugh. moving on.

timeline'd:


  • my book was released October 8th. Here's the facebook link here...it's been listed on 
  1. amazon.com
  2. arcadiapublishing.com
  3. barnesandnoble.com
(the links should take you exactly to my book!)

  • i'm doing a wholesale quote on 50 of my books if anyone wants to purchase them! e-mail me at whosthatgamine@gmail.com for details.
  • i've booked author signings! another huge milestone for me- please check my facebook page for details.
  • one of the most exciting things about this month is that we've celebrated our 12 years and one month dating anniversary/church-wedding anniversary. 
  • in december, we celebrate the fact that we got married 3 times before we turned 25! we like to think that it's a huge milestone and to celebrate again...
  • we're going away at some point in december! that means some more crazy adventures with my soulmate.
  • then, there's halloween based fun. isn't that enough?
  • my 'book launch' is this weekend.
  • we are shipping some book packages off to family and friends in Greece.
  • i've been working on my other book ventures- children's books, fictional novels and historical/pictorials. basically, i'm working on my empire around the clock.
there are so many celebrations to be had, and so many things to do before we bring in 2013. I will definitely be posting and hope that you'll follow my craziness. 

you're all awesome :)

love me,
the globetrotting gamine

10.06.2012

a church...



 in Barbados.
You can still see evidence of the fires :(

They commemorate people's memories in such beautiful ways. tomorrow, i'll post photos from the cemetery.

this place really stuck with me.


9.19.2012

people fear cemeteries...

i don't know why- i never did. My Grandfather passed away, God Rest his Soul, when I was 8 years old so I've spend a LOT of time in cemeteries. I think people fear the unknown, when the fear they should have is living an unfulfilled life.

The photo above was shot in Barbados, is completely untouched, and there's a lot of creepy colorful glares on it.

It's also one of the oldest tombs in the cemetery we'd visited.

8.24.2012

notes from this place


Cocktail Culture
Planting Fields opens its spring exhibition, Cocktail Culture:

The Gold Glamorous Coast Years From Prohibition to 1960, March 31st at Coe Hall, open every day 11:30am – 3:30pm, through September 30th.

Coe Hall opens for the season with the exciting Cocktail Culture exhibition that can be seen every day, 11:30am – 3:30pm through September 30th. Starting with the 1920s, the show is a veritable feast for the eyes and includes fabulous clothes by some of the greatest designers of their time such as Mariano Fortuny and Elsa Schiaparelli. There are extraordinary works of art for women's feet made by Salvatore Ferragamo in the 1930s and by Dalman and I Miller. Also included are beautiful hats by Tatiana of Saks 5th Ave and by Adrian of Hollywood.

The cocktail is the consummate American medium, embodying a unique mixture of innovation, modernity and glamour. As shown in the exhibition, its history in fashion, bar accessories, and popular imagery, captures the spirit of an American phenomenon. The exhibit begins at the time that Coe Hall was being built, in 1920, the same year in which the Prohibition Amendment became law (it was repealed in 1933). For their new house at Planting Fields, Mr. and Mrs. William Robertson Coe had a very large secret storage space built in the basement for bottles of liquor. To this day there still is a massive safe door hidden behind a nondescript board and batten door that might be found in any service area. It is clear that the Coes did not want Prohibition enforcement agents to know that they had seven hundred square feet of cellar with shelves for bottle storage. In Mr. Coe's study, sometimes known as the den, the bar is also a hidden space, its entrance door seemingly part of the room's Tudor style oak paneling. The general ledgers originally maintained by Mr. Coe’s New York City office, and now in the Foundation’s archives, reveal that in 1918 and 1919, the two years leading up to Prohibition, Mr. Coe, whose favorite drink was the Manhattan – made from whisky, was stockpiling liquor. In 1918 he spent $10,021.65 (today about $143,834), in 1919, $25,328.07 (today about $316,376), for a grand total of $35,349.72 (today over $441,000). Champagne and whiskey were the two most stockpiled types of liquor. Other liquor purchases in 1918 and 1919 include sherry, brandy, vermouth, and wine. It is hard to determine Mr. Coe’s usual annual expenditure on alcohol because he only kept a separate entry for liquor in 1918 and 1919; in previous years it was included in general household expenses.

The new law made it illegal to make or transport liquor, but Long Island became one of the most notorious routes along which liquor was trucked from the island's many shore towns, where it had arrived by boat, mostly from Canada and the Caribbean, and then by road to New York City. Prohibition agents patrolled the highways ready to confiscate illegal liquor. Twice in 1924 agents caught Mrs. Coe’s brother, Henry Huddleston Rogers, having liquor shipped by his chauffeur from his Long Island mansion to his apartment at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in New York City. Following the second incident in December 1924, Rogers’ attorney produced a Federal Permit declaring the liquor transfers legal. The Volstead Act had a loophole that allowed the transportation of alcohol from one permanent residence to another provided a permit was obtained. During the same period of time, speakeasies in the village of Oyster Bay were notorious, several of them conveniently located near the waterfront. A letter to the Times in 1924 took the police to task for permitting such “goings on” to continue. The subject of cocktails  is often a feature of novels of the period including F. Scott Fitzgerald's 1925 The Great Gatsby, where at a party on the North Shore it is observed that, "The bar is in full swing, and floating rounds of cocktails permeate the garden outside...”

In the exhibition, dresses from the 1920s reflect women's new freedoms, including the vote (1920); the flappers' independence found expression in their new style un-corseted, skin-revealing sheath dress. The shorter skirts drew attention to the legs and the surfaces of dresses, which often had reflective beads, sequins and fringe, further emphasizing the flappers contagious energy. Hollywood embraced cocktail culture and the prototypical flapper. Films such as "Three Broadway Girls" (1932) with its sassy gold diggers dressed by Chanel, showed its stars in speakeasy bars at the height of Prohibition. Drink titles were inspired by popular fast moving dances, including the Charleston Cocktail and the Foxtrot Cocktail. Shoes in the 1920s reached an exceptional level of craftsmanship, innovation and ornate Art Deco designs, several types of which are included in the exhibition.

The repeal in 1933 of the 18th Amendment that had banned alcoholic drinks, reinvigorated cocktail culture. Innovative cocktail recipes, new forms of cocktail accessories, and supper and nightclubs proliferated. The term "cocktail dress" entered the fashion lexicon around 1935. With the ubiquitous little black dress a woman would wear costume jewelry and could top off her ensemble with a whimsical hat or fascinator. The typical 1930s silhouette was elongated and figure hugging, in contrast to the earlier sheath. Like the dresses, cocktail shakers took on the attenuated lines of the skyscraper aesthetic which was uniquely American. Speakeasies became legal restaurants, such as The Stork Club and the 21 Club, which still exists today and where Natalie Coe, the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Coe, was photographed at the bar in the early 1930s.

During World War II, government restrictions on wool, silk, leather, and nylon, as well as on metal buttons, pleating and full skirts had a sobering effect on fashions. The era's military-inspired silhouette for women had padded shoulders, slim hips, and a knee-length skirt better suited to practical wartime work. Paris was no longer the epicenter of new fashion; therefore, American designers became more inventive with designs for accessories, making fanciful shoes, hats, and gloves which was an easy and economical way to embellish an outfit. At the same time new materials, including plastics and synthetic fabrics, were used in innovative ways. With the advent of food rationing, the cocktail party became a convenient way to entertain without the pressure of providing a lavish spread of food.

After the war there was a return to the traditional and overtly feminine fashion silhouette. In 1947 Paris resumed its role as the center of couture with Christian Dior's revolutionary New Look silhouette, featuring a wasp waist, padded hips, rounded shoulders, and lavish full skirt; this was a huge change from the sobriety of the war years. In regard to cocktails, gender-specific drinks became the rage; for women, brightly colored drinks - the Pink Lady and the Brandy Flip. For men cocktails were more restrained - the Manhattan, Old Fashioned, or Martini.

At Planting Fields the cocktail era came to an end in 1955 with the death of Mr. Coe. His second wife, Caroline, died in 1960. And so the exhibition ends with the traditional ladylike cocktail ensembles with the requisite hat and gloves of the late 1950s, and with a glimpse of the quintessential cocktail dress worn by Audrey Hepburn in the 1961 movie "Breakfast at Tiffany's". Cocktail culture, which began so many years ago, is now indelibly pressed into the fabric of American culture, if not world-wide. While styles may change the cocktail and its rituals are undoubtedly here to stay.
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Before I continue with my stories, check out Planting Fields here

This was one stop on our BFF Summer Fun List...I am so happy.

8.05.2012

lazy summer days

there has been plenty going on in my world as of late. bulletting everything wouldn't even begin to be enough. let's start off with the super duper fun things i can remember.

in my world, summer means this:
1)
 wine with friends. everywhere. beer with friends. everywhere. party party.

2.)
 planning future...plans. designs. events. publicities. ah, same old adventurous things that i'm in love with.

3.)
writing- and researching EVERYTHING! I have almost read an entire-library full of books this year...actually, two libraries. I'm moving in on the third library and am researching a fellowship i'd like to do. this and my upcoming book(s)- making me happy.

4.)

writing- the lists, the manuscripts, the notes. i'm writing it all and i have every facet available to me to do so. my house often looks like a school's study hall without the students and bad smell. i've discovered about myself this year that when i'm writing, i'm much more likely to do it swiftly with a pen in my hand rather than type it out. this has kept me motivated.

that and my haters.

there are so many good things going on around me that it's overwhelming to take in. i am thankful for so much all year round, but especially in the summer time. for me, a lot of reflection and friend-seeing goes on at this time of year. also, vacations and movie-watching (if you've been reading along ;) )

one of my beautiful friends is actually reading one of my books as we speak- and i am waiting to receive one of them back from a publisher. these past two years have been quite a whirlwind for me (and quite a few people around me) and it's all been for the better. i love karma and trust in God and the universe now more than ever.

more than my dreams have come true. i am so blessed.

and thankful thankful thankful.

more soon, and keep cool ;)

~the globetrotting gamine

7.15.2012

scott joplin

during a weekend a few months back, a dear friend of our took LML and I to a ragtime show dedicated to the founder himself, Scott Joplin.

it was a wonderful show, complete with all of his songs and even a barbershop quartet- and i'm almost positive i've been in the audience of a barbershop quartet performance- i just can't remember when.

when the performance was over, we walked over to his grave-

did i forget to mention that the memorial was being held in a cemetery?

yes, it was totally weird, though not at all creepy. many people gathered in Mr. Joplin's memory. It was an awesome day.

I will post the article about this event once it is posted in the paper!

thank you for reading


6.24.2012

amelia earhart, i love you!








christina rozeas photography 2012
all rights reserved

air and space museum
washington, dc

~the globetrotting gamine

4.20.2012

the whole truth.


see that photo?
please look at it clearly.
yes.
i did it :)

i published a book.
lookie- my name's there...
this is what i've been toiling over/relishing/going crazy over
since i've been back in the states.

i am so happy-
that this opportunity presented itself to me,
and that my love of writing/history/photography/
and piecing everything together
has bought this to pass.

so...yes.
just a na-na-na-na-poo-poo
to the people who fueled my fire
and pushed me to accomplish yet something else
that is freaking amazing.

and it's just the beginning :)

learn more about my signings, reading and events, here

and thank you so much
for your kind e-mails, comments, texts, and snail mail.

you
are
fantastic!!

warmest,
globetrotting gamine

over and out :)

11.23.2011

columbus day passed- woops!

I meant to share this article with you guys on Columbus Day, but that would have cut into my Supernatural October Blog Month- so here it is...from Dan's Papers

Columbus at Montauk: He Landed Where the Lighthouse Is Today


October 20, 2011 by David Rattiner

There are three things we know about Columbus in 1492. When he got here, he thought he was in India. He was deliriously happy about that because that meant he would be rich—just as soon as he came back with the silks and spices. And though he had seen drawings of Indians by explorers who had come around the other way, he did notice these natives didn’t look much like them. They must be another type of Indians, the kind that didn’t make silk or grow spices.

Columbus did go from place to place after noticing these things. He was looking for what he had seen in these drawings. But he never found them. Finally he went home empty handed.

From our perspective, although appreciative that we were discovered in 1492, it certainly would be good if we knew where he landed. It’s a big eastern coastline, 10,000 miles and more. Numerous places claim to be the first place he landed. Montauk Point by the lighthouse, at longitude 41.05, is one of them.

You can make a good case for Montauk. We know that Queen Isabella of Portugal sponsored his journey. We know that if you follow the longitudinal line going straight across the Atlantic from Lisbon, you land at Montauk Point. That would be the shortest way across and that is what he would have wanted to do. It’s a fact.

Actually, Lisbon is at 39.60 longitude, and you have to go north 200 miles along the Portuguese coast to get to 41.05 longitude at the coastal City of Porto. But what we also know about Columbus is that after leaving the Queen and her entourage at the dock in Lisbon waving and shouting bon voyage at them, the Columbus expedition hugged the coast going north for a day, and then, by golly, when they got to Porto and picked up final supplies, including gasoline, it is indeed from there that they headed off! And Porto is at 41.05!

It is also known Columbus and his ships the Pinta, the Nina and the Santa Maria, encountered a group of small islands called the Azores about a third of the way across. Earlier explorers who did not go all the way across, told him he’d find these islands a third of the way across. There were six islands in all, named for the explorer who discovered them in 1456. He was Carlos Gamma de Azores.

Columbus landed at one. There is still Columbus’s footprint in the sand on that island, which today is known as Angra do Heroismo. (Strange name for an island.)

It is this footprint—Columbus’ second toe was bigger than his big toe—which has been found on the beach in Montauk in front of the lighthouse! And it’s still there too!

You might note that the island Columbus stopped at is back at 39.60, the same longitude as Lisbon, and 200 miles south of the route Columbus was trying to track after he left Porto and that is true. But things were different back then and with the navigational tools not quite up to snuff to what they are today, it was just one of those things, one of those coincidences it being back at the level of Lisbon.

It is also true that in the Atlantic Ocean just off Portugal, the prevailing winds go north to south, and so it’s possible the little ships got blown off course just a bit. Later when they hit the Gulf Stream, where the winds go south to north, they wound up right back at 41.05 at Montauk when they got here.

You might suggest that Columbus knew this was going to happen. But that’s a stretch.

So what is the proof, besides the single footprint on the beach at Montauk Point, that Columbus first set foot at Montauk?

There are two proofs. For one thing, numerous Portuguese coins, escudos—this was before the Euro—were found in 2005 among the rocks at Montauk. Those who knew Columbus back in Europe say that everywhere he went, you could hear coins jingling in his pockets. It was how you knew he was coming. So it makes perfect sense that he came ashore jingling and some of them fell out. The other proof we have is that recent scientific carbon dating analysis of the toe jam in the footprint reveals unequivocally that it came from October 8, 1492, which is five days before October 13, 1492, which is when he set foot supposedly on one or another of the islands in the Caribbean and which we today celebrate as Columbus Day.

We also think we know which side of Montauk Point Columbus landed on. It was the southwest beach, where the cliff rises to 60 feet and from which you cannot see the lighthouse at the top. In Columbus’ diary for October 8, he reports not seeing any lighthouse, although he did hear a series of hoots in the fog. It was indeed a foggy day.

“Whereupon between one hoot and another, I had the men row me to a shallow place where I rolled up my pantaloons and put my foot over the side and into the sand, but then thought better of it because I could not see beyond the fog and was worrisome that wolves or bears might be about and so pulled my foot back into the boat and had the men row us back to the ship.”

This was at 11:15 a.m., Eastern Standard Time. At 2:45 p.m., back on the ship, he wrote this.

“Men are getting restless. We are running out of cabbage. I have ordered a course due south. We break out the rum.”

What more proof do you need?






10.15.2011

marie laveau

house of famed voo doo queen, marie laveau

taken from wikipedia:
Marie Laveau (September 10, 1794 – June 16, 1881) was a Louisiana Creole practitioner of Voudou renowned in New Orleans. She was born free in New Orleans.
Her daughter Marie Laveau II (1827 — c. 1895) also practiced Voudou, and accounts often confuse the two. She and her mother had great influence over their multiracial following. “In 1874 as many as twelve thousand spectators, both black and white, swarmed to the shores of Lake Pontchartrain to catch a glimpse of Marie Laveau II performing her legendary rites on St. John's Eve (June 23–24).”

Marie I was believed to have been born free in the French Quarter of New Orleans, Louisiana, about 1794, the daughter of a white planter and a free Creole woman of color. On August 4, 1819, she married Jacques (or Santiago, in other records) Paris, a free person of color who had emigrated from Haiti.[1] Their marriage certificate is preserved in Saint Louis Cathedral in New Orleans. The marriage mass was performed by Father Antonio de Sedella, the Capuchin priest known as Pere Antoine.[2] Jacques Paris died in 1820 under unexplained circumstances. He was part of a large Haitian immigration to New Orleans in 1809 after the Haitian Revolution of 1804. New immigrants consisted of French-speaking white planters and thousands of slaves as well as free people of color. Those with African ancestry helped revive Voodoo and other African-based cultural practices in the New Orleans community, and the Creole of color community increased markedly.




[edit] CareerAfter Paris's death Marie Laveau became a hairdresser who catered to wealthy white families. She took a lover, Christophe (Louis Christophe Dumesnil de) Glapion, with whom she lived in a common-law marriage until his death in 1835. They were reported to have had 15 children including Marie Laveau II, born c. 1827, who sometimes used the surname "Paris" after her mother's first husband.[3]



Very little is known with any certainty about the life of Marie Laveau. Her surviving daughter had the same name and is called Marie Laveau II by some historians. Scholars believe that the mother was more powerful while the daughter arranged more elaborate public events (including inviting attendees to St. John's Eve rituals on Bayou St. John). They received varying amounts of financial support. It is not known which (if not both) had done more to establish the voodoo queen reputation.[4]



Of Laveau's magical career there is little that can be substantiated. She was said to have had a snake she named Zombi after an African god. Oral traditions suggested that the occult part of her magic mixed Roman Catholic beliefs, including saints, with African spirits and religious concepts. Some scholars believe that her feared magical powers of divination were actually based on her network of informants which she developed while working as a hairdresser in households of the prominent. As she visited her clients (mostly white) she listened closely to their gossip. Some assert that she ran her own brothel and cultivated informants in that way as well. She appeared to excel at obtaining inside information on her wealthy patrons by instilling fear in their servants whom she either paid or "cured" of mysterious ailments.[4]

On June 16, 1881 the New Orleans newspapers announced that Marie Laveau had been beheaded in the top tower of her own home. This is noteworthy if only because people claimed to have seen her in town after her supposed demise. Again, some claimed that one of her daughters also named Marie (many of the daughters had Marie within their names due to Catholic naming practices) assumed her name and carried on her magical practice, taking over as the queen soon before or after the first Marie's death.

According to official New Orleans vital records, a certain Marie Glapion Lavau died on June 15, 1881, aged 98.[5] The different spelling of the last name as well as the age at death may result from the casual 19th Century approach to spelling as well as conflicting accounts of Laveau's birth.

Marie Laveau was reportedly buried in Saint Louis Cemetery #1 in New Orleans in the Glapion family crypt (see External Links below for clickable tomb map.) This fact is in dispute, according to Robert Tallant, a journalist who has used her as a character in historical novels.[6] The tomb continues to attract visitors who draw three "x"s (XXX) on its side, in the hopes that Laveau's spirit will grant them a wish. Some self-styled researchers claim that Laveau is buried in other tombs, but they may be confusing the resting places of other voodoo priestesses of New Orleans.

Although some references to Marie Laveau in popular culture refer to her as a "witch", she is properly described as a 'Voodoo priestess'.

The French Quarter hotel The Historic French Market Inn has a bar named the 'Marie Laveau Lounge' on Decatur Street.


(above all taken from wikipedia- my story tomorrow!)




10.01.2011

The Witch House



I love the brochure of the Corwin House/Witch House that I picked up when in Salem.
Taken from there (www.salemweb.com/witchhouse)

"The Witch Trials"
in 1692, a wave of witchcraft accusations engulfed Salem and neighboring communities. As a local magistrate and civic leader, Corwin was called upon to investigate the claims of diabolical activity. He and JOhn Hathorne performed a number of the initial examinations of accused withces. Corwin also served on the Court of Oyer and Terminer, which ultimately sent nineteen to the gallows. All maintained teir innocence until their deaths.

"About the Museum"
The house remained in the Corwin family until the mid-1800s. Later, an apothecary opened up a shop on the first floor, expanding the house once again. In 1944, the threatened destruction of the Witch House inspired anew wave of restoration in Salem. Concerned citizens raise $42500 to move and restore the building. The museum officially opened to the public in 1948.



i love it.

love me,
the globetrotting gamine

1.12.2011

my family tree

that's my great-grandfather
i never met him,
but i'm pretty sure since we're related
that he's holiding a huge bowl of pasta with meat sauce
and sprinkling it with sauce on top :)
he travelled around the world.

this is my great aunt evdoxia...
she was everyone's favorite aunt
(especially my mom's: they used to stay up late when my mom was bitty
and watch the corny old black and white horror movies-
which were not corny or old back then)
i'm pretty sure she was my great-great aunt from my grandma's dad's side.

i heard she was a famed storyteller.
guess that's where i get that from.

the girl to your left? that's my grandmother
i lived with her until i got married and moved on out,
and she lived with my parents until she needed to
go to a rehab center by my house.

isn't she cute?

that bitty baby to the right of the pic
is her brother, Jerry.

my grandma was a massive homebody
the complete package as a housewife and
the matron of the family.

my grandmother eventually married this guy.
that's my grandfather, on a ship.
another member of my family who travelled around the world
any and every way he knew how.

so cool.
he was an artist, a photographer...
so creative.

he would have flipped
with the thoughts of internet,
photoshop,
and digital cameras.

i don't imagine he'd be that different from me.
i was named after him.

that bitty baby there?
that's my mama.
i think she took off her shoe in this pic.
uber-mischievous...
she used to make fun of the ladies
that used to go over and visit my Grandmother and Great Grandmother,
wreak havoc by running away,
and saved her cat that was about to get abused to death...
all before she hopped on the boat to ellis island.

she's got stories out the whazoo.
(like me!)
never could sit still.
(i can)
and knits, makes the best tea
and gives the best hugs.

that's my family in their manhattan apartment. Grandma is holding a cat.
they loved cats.

shots of my family hanging out at cafes and
tavernas with each other and friends.

that's my Daddy in that bottom shot there.

quite an adventurous bunch of people...

and the apple doesn't fall far from the family tree

map of native american tribes




1.10.2011

mystery of the vasilopita



welcome
to the mystery of the vasilopita post.

i'm greek. 100%, as LML is.
our parents are 100%.
what happened ancestreally, before them-
Egypt has been mentioned
but moving on...

have you been paying attention? KIDDING!

So to wiki-sum it up:

what is a vasilopita?
wikipedia definition:

On New Year's Day families cut the vasilopita to bless the house and bring good luck for the new year. This is usually done at the midnight of New Year's Eve. A coin is hidden in the bread by slipping it into the dough before baking. At midnight the sign of the cross is etched with a knife across the cake. A piece of cake is sliced for each member of the family and any visitors present at the time, by order of age from eldest to youngest. Slices are also cut for various symbolicall people or groups, depending on local and family tradition. They may include the Lord, St. Basil and other saints, the poor, the household, or the Kallikantzaroi. In older times, the coin often was a valuable one, such as a gold sovereign. Nowadays there is often a prearranged gift, money, or otherwise, to be given to the coin recipient.







Many private or public institutions, such as societies, clubs, workplaces, companies, etc, cut their vasilopita at a convenient time between New Year's Day and the beginning of the Great Lent, in celebrations that range from impromptu potluck gatherings to formal receptions or balls.






Saint Basil's Feast Day is observed on January 1, the beginning of the New Year and the Epiphany season known as the Vasilopita Observance.

the question remains: WHAT HAPPENED WITH OUR VASILOPITA?

so my Father picks up the Vasilopita a day in advance every year. His nameday (and my nephew's nameday, is on New Years Day)
Daddy gets very organized. He writes everyones name on a strip of paper, grabs some toothpicks, and arranges everything around the vasilopita. We're supposed to cut a piece for each member of the family, the house, the Saint and God.

Whoever gets the lucky coin, which is wrapped in foil carefully and baked into the pie before buying it- is lucky the entire year of the entire family.

If it's the house, God, Saints, it's all good.

if it falls to the youngest members of the family, still good.

But this year?

No one got it. No ONE.

It was not there.

Unless, I eated it?

Would you go back and complain?

LML's suggestion: let's just say I won :)

I love him :)

love me,
the globetrotting gamine

11.09.2010

Bermuda: Love me Some History

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia (freaking awesome!)



About Bermuda:

Bermuda (pronounced /bɜrˈmjuːdə/; officially, the Bermudas or Somers Islands) is a British overseas territory in the North Atlantic Ocean. Located off the east coast of the United States, its nearest landmass is Cape Hatteras, North Carolina, about 1,030 kilometres (640 mi) to the west-northwest. It is about 1,373 kilometres (853 mi) south of Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada, and 1,770 kilometres (1,100 mi) northeast of Miami, Florida. Its capital city is Hamilton but the largest municipality is the town of Saint George's.



Bermuda is the oldest and most populous remaining British overseas territory, settled by England a century before the Acts of Union created the united Kingdom of Great Britain. Bermuda's first capital, St George's, was settled in 1612 and is the oldest continuously inhabited English town in the Americas.[3] Previously it was part of the Spanish Empire from 1505, when it was discovered by Spanish navigator Juan de Bermudez, after whom the islands are named.



Bermuda has an affluent economy, with finance as its largest sector followed by tourism,[3][4] giving it the world's highest GDP per capita in 2005. It has a subtropical climate.[5]

 History

Main article: History of Bermuda

Pre-settlement

Bermuda was discovered in 1505 by Spanish explorer Juan de Bermúdez.[6] It is mentioned in Legatio Babylonica, published in 1511 by historian Pedro Mártir de Anglería, and was also included on Spanish charts of that year. Both Spanish and Portuguese ships used the islands as a replenishment spot for fresh meat and water, but legends of spirits and devils, now thought to have stemmed only from the callings of raucous birds (most likely the Bermuda Petrel, or Cahow), also the loud noise heard at night from wild hogs and of perpetual, storm-wracked conditions (most early visitors arrived under such conditions) and a surrounding ring of treacherous reefs kept them from attempting any permanent settlement on the Isle of Devils.



Bermúdez and Gonzalo Fernández de Oviedo ventured to Bermuda in 1515 with the intention of leaving a breeding stock of hogs on the island as a future stock of fresh meat for passing ships. However, the inclement weather prevented them from landing.



Some years later, a Portuguese ship on the way home from Santo Domingo wedged itself between two rocks on the reef. The crew tried to salvage as much as they could and spent the next four months building a new hull from Bermuda cedar to return to their initial departure point.


* Settlement by the English



John Smith wrote one of the first Histories of Bermuda (in concert with Virginia and New England)For the next century, the island is believed to have been visited frequently but not permanently settled. The first two English colonies in Virginia had failed, and a more determined effort was initiated by King James I of England (James VI of Scotland), who granted a Royal Charter to the Virginia Company. In 1609, a flotilla of ships left England under the Company's Admiral, Sir George Somers, and the new Governor of Jamestown, Sir Thomas Gates, to relieve the colony of Jamestown, settled two years before. Somers had previous experience sailing with both Sir Francis Drake and Sir Walter Raleigh. The flotilla was broken up by a storm, and the flagship, the Sea Venture, was wrecked off Bermuda (as depicted on the territory's coat of arms), leaving the survivors in possession of a new territory. (William Shakespeare's play The Tempest is thought to have been inspired by William Strachey's account of this shipwreck.) The island was claimed for the English Crown, and the charter of the Virginia Company was extended to include it. St George's was settled in 1612 and made Bermuda's first capital. It is the oldest continually inhabited English town in the New World.[3]



In 1615, the colony was passed to a new company, the Somers Isles Company (The Somers Isles remains an official name for the colony, named after Admiral Somers, just as Gate's Bay and Fort Gates are named after Sir Thomas Gates), formed by the same shareholders. The close ties with Virginia were commemorated even after Bermuda's separation by reference to the archipelago in many Virginian place names, such as Bermuda City, and Bermuda Hundred. The first British coins in America were struck here.



Most of the survivors of the Sea Venture had carried on to Jamestown in 1610 aboard two Bermuda-built ships. Among them was John Rolfe, who left a wife and child buried in Bermuda, but in Jamestown would marry Pocahontas, a daughter of Powhatan. Intentional settlement of Bermuda began with the arrival of the Plough, in 1612.



* Company colony

Because of its limited land area, Bermuda has had difficulty with over-population. In the first two centuries of settlement it relied on steady human emigration to keep the population manageable. It is often claimed that, before the American Revolution more than ten thousand Bermudians (over half of the population) emigrated, primarily to the American South, where Great Britain was displacing Spain as the dominant European imperial power. A steady trickle of outward migration continued. With seafaring being the only real industry, by the end of the 18th century at least a third of the island's manpower was at sea at any one time.



The archipelago's limited land area and resources led to the creation of what may be the earliest conservation laws of the New World. In 1616 and 1620 acts were passed banning the hunting of certain birds and young tortoises.[7]



In 1649, the English Civil War raged and King Charles I was beheaded in Whitehall, London. The execution resulted in the outbreak of a Bermudian civil war; it was ended by militias. This created a strong sense of devotion to the crown for the majority of colonists and it forced those who would not swear allegiance, such as Puritans and independents, into exile in the Bahamas.[8]





Bermuda Gazette of 12 November 1796, calling for privateering against Spain and its allies, and with advertisements for crew for two privateer vessels.In the 17th century the Somers Isles Company suppressed shipbuilding, as it needed Bermudians to farm in order to generate income from the land. Agricultural production met with only limited success, however. The Bermuda cedar boxes used to ship tobacco to England were reportedly worth more than their contents.[citation needed] The colony of Virginia far surpassed Bermuda in both quality and quantity of tobacco produced. Bermudians began to turn to maritime trades relatively early in the 17th century, but the Somers Isles Company used all its authority to suppress turning away from agriculture. This interference led to the islanders demanding, and receiving, the revocation of the Company's charter in 1684; the Company itself being dissolved.



*Maritime economy

After the dissolution of the Somers Isle Company, Bermudians rapidly abandoned agriculture for shipbuilding, replanting farmland with the native juniper (Juniperus bermudiana, also called Bermuda cedar) trees that grew thickly over the whole island. Establishing effective control over the Turks Islands, Bermudians deforested their landscape to begin the salt trade that would become the world's largest, and remained the cornerstone of Bermuda's economy for the next century. Bermudian sailors would turn their hands to far more trades than supplying salt, however. Whaling, privateering, and the merchant trade were all pursued vigorously. Vessels would sail the normal shipping routes, but had to engage an enemy vessel no matter the size or strength, and as a result many ships were destroyed. The Bermuda sloop became highly regarded for its speed and manoeuvrability. In fact, it was the Bermuda sloop HMS Pickle, one of the fastest vessels in the Royal Navy, that brought the news of the victory at Trafalgar and the death of Admiral Nelson back to England.



*Fortress Bermuda



An illustration of Devonshire Redoubt, Bermuda, 1614After the American Revolution, the Royal Navy began improving the harbours and built the large dockyard on Ireland Island, in the west of the chain, as its principal naval base guarding the western Atlantic Ocean shipping lanes. During the American War of 1812, the British attacks on Washington, D.C. and the Chesapeake, that would result in the writing of The Star-Spangled Banner, were planned and launched from Bermuda, the Royal Navy's 'North American Station'.


The First Bermuda Volunteer Rifle Corps Contingent, raised in 1914. By the war's end, the two Bermuda contingents had lost over 75% of their combined strength.It was here that the British soldiers assembled before being sent to attack Baltimore and Washington. In 1816, James Arnold, the son of Benedict Arnold, fortified Bermuda's Royal Naval Dockyard against possible U.S. attacks.[9] Today, the "Maritime Museum" occupies the Keep of the Royal Naval Dockyard, including the Commissioner's House, and exhibits artefacts of the base's military history.

As a result of Bermuda's proximity to the southeastern U.S. coast, it was regularly used by Confederate States blockade runners during the American Civil War to evade Union naval vessels and bring desperately needed war goods to the South from England. The old Globe Hotel in St George's, which was a centre of intrigue for Confederate agents, is preserved as a museum open to the public.