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Making guacamole at the Lakes Park Farmers Market in Fort Myers, Florida.    By Paul Goldfinger. Click once for larger view.

 

A  Blogfinger Guacamole Festival. Do this for the Super Bowl

By Eileen and Paul Goldfinger:

Guacamole was invented by the Aztec Indians in Central Mexico. They grew avocados and tomatoes and they even had corn from which they made tortillas. It’s unlikely that they used tortilla chips and guacamole dips while watching their equivalent of Monday night football, which was human sacrifice on a grand scale.

Aztec mask. Louvre. Note the guacamole color. If you eat too much mole, you can get that color.

Cortes, the Spanish invader, conquered the Aztecs in the 16th century, taking over Tenochtitlan, the capital. He introduced horses and onions to the Indians. Maybe he liked guacamole (the ‘g’ was pronounced like a ‘w’) and improved the recipe with his onions, because the dish and its name have survived to this day. He apparently didn’t like the name of the place, because it became Mexico City.  And Montezuma, the Aztec loser-king, wound up having a gastrointestinal disturbance named for him.

On the other hand, let’s remember that the Aztecs also gave us chocolate and popcorn. Currently you can find a big selection of avocados at Wegmans where they can show you how to select the ripe ones and how to ripen the hard ones.

They even have recipes for “mole” (pr. mo’lee), which is how the dish is called at our house, so named by our sons Michael and Stephen.  Eileen must be related to the Aztecs (Jewish Aztecs are called Jaztecs) because she makes a mean mole while playing Miles in the kitchen.

Several years ago  we were at the Lakes Park Farmers Market in Fort Myers, Fla.  where some guys have a business making big batches of mole to sell to the tourists — maybe like Montezuma’s guacamole makers did.

It’s fun to watch them make their recipe in big stainless steel vats. They have an assembly line including a device for quickly separating the pit, the skin and the green  fruit that actually goes into the recipe.  Huge amounts are made for the Super Bowl.

Wegmans  sometimes has a special display for May 5  to promote guacamole among the gringos of Monmouth County.

Our post about the health benefits of avocado will appear on May 8.

 

 

Selecting avocados at the Farmers market. Paul Goldfinger photo. Ft.Myers, Fla.

 

GUACAMOLE RECIPE:  by Eileen Goldfinger, house and garden editor  @Blogfinger

2 Haas avocados,  2 Campari or small plum tomatoes seeded and diced,  ¼ cup diced red onion,  ½ jalapeno pepper sliced and mince  (optional,) ½  juiced lime,  ½ teaspoon garlic powder,  ½ teaspoon sea salt,  ½ teaspoon freshly ground black pepper, Tabasco sauce to taste (optional.)

Cut two ripe avocados in half, and remove the pits and the skin. Use a fork to mash one avocado in a medium size bowl. Add the tomatoes, onion, jalapeno pepper, garlic, salt and black pepper to the mashed avocado.

Stir gently together. Dice the second avocado into half inch pieces and add to bowl and stir gently.  Squeeze the juice from the half lime into the avocado mixture and stir.  Add Tobasco sauce, one or two drops at a time, and taste to adjust seasoning.

Serves four   (that would be four regular people or two Goldfingers)

 

SOUNDTRACK:  Oh no!   It’s those mariachis; they follow me wherever I go in Mexico.  Montezuma’s revenge is not gastrointestinal, it’s those darned  mariachis.

Quick, Eileen, let’s run away and buy a fajita from the guy  with the horse and wagon on the street.  Don’t worry—I’m a doctor.

 

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Barbara Mann

Barbara B. Mann Performing Arts Hall  on the campus of Florida SouthWestern College in Fort Myers, Florida.  January, 2017.  Photograph by Paul Goldfinger, Blogfinger.net ©

By Paul Goldfinger, Editor @Blogfinger.net.

We went to the Barbara Mann to see the Book of Mormon.  It had received many accolades, but we didn’t care for it very much.  The subject matter was often pretty gross and unpleasant, plus it was anti-religious, especially towards the Mormons;  as well as condescending and/or obnoxious  towards a variety of groups including blacks, gays and women.

However,  the musical song and dance  numbers were often wonderful, such as “Hello” which opened the show  (see below).

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The show is about the pairs of young men who are sent on two year religious missions all over the world to try to gain converts to the Mormon Church. In the opening number, a group of missionaries dressed in their usual black pants, white shirts and ties, with name tags, perform this lively number called “Hello.”  The song is about how they go from door to door, ringing doorbells,  with their sacred texts of the Latter Day Saint movement.

They try to interest people in their religion with the ultimate goal of baptizing them. This show is set in a primitive village in Uganda, so the young Elders have their work cut out for them.

The Barbara Mann Theater has a high, grand entrance-way illuminated by the lights shown in the photograph above.  The packed house seemed to love the show and gave it a standing ovation with whistles and cheers, although some folks around us left at intermission.

ORIGINAL BROADWAY CAST OF BOOK OF MORMON  with the opening number “Hello!”

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Restaurant BT:

Restaurant  BT: “Authentic, healthy and French.”   Tampa, Florida. PG photo.  Original post 2013.  See comments.

 

By Paul Goldfinger, Editor @Blogfinger.net   (Don’t miss the comments—wonderful celebrity stories!).  Re-post 2020

Yesterday was a bit chilly by Tampa standards. About 60 degrees in the evening. The three of us were going to spend our last meal in Florida going to a trendy gourmet eatery.

Restaurant BT is in an artsy neighborhood. Michael, our youngest son, who lives in Tampa, parks his Jeep Wrangler in their private lot, next to a long BMW sedan—black and exquisitely shiny. Eileen tries to climb out of the back seat of his Jeep. It is a terrifying thing to watch, but we finally help extricate her.

She regains her composure, and we sashay into the restaurant, a very fine dimly lit  French-Vietnamese place where sophisticated people go.

The crowd is in its 30’s and 40’s. Three young couples sit at one table, but the three women huddle together at one end, laughing and chattering. They all have straight long hair, and the blond wears black with a plunging neckline—plunging in the back. Many of the men wear jackets. Glasses are clinking all over the room, and the music is so subtle that all you can hear are the swishes of a snare drum.

I’m very sensitive to music in restaurants. This place wants to appeal to your subconscious. The decor is minimalist/elegant. The menu is exotic and complex. The chef, a tiny but beautiful Vietnamese woman, circulates around the room in her short white cook’s jacket.

The host, dressed in a suit, seats us in the corner, but it is a small place, and you get a good look at everyone. A young couple walks in. They are dressed in black, head to toe, but he is wearing a T shirt and  cut-off pants with flip flops. He is a giant who could easily be an NFL lineman. She is stylish and she is all over him.

“They should get a room,” whispers Eileen. “Why,” I said, “They’re just having fun.”

Michael takes it all in. He says nothing but sees everything. It’s the nature of his work. We order—just ordering is a sensory experience because of the menu descriptions.

Kobe beef with hand made noodles. PG photo

Kobe beef with hand made noodles. PG photo

 

The food is marvelous—who cares about the price?—-gulp!   This is a special night. But then, something happens that changes everything.

A group of 3, two women and a man,  walks into the place and heads towards the bar while their table is readied.  I look at them (I am an unrepentant people-watcher). The man in the middle, also all in black, is short but has a commanding presence. I study his face—BAM!  It’s Emeril Lagasse.   No doubt .

I grab Eileen’s arm. As he walks by our table, our eyes lock, and I know instantly that he knows that I know. The moment ends in a flash, and he sits at the bar, back to us. I look around the room. No one has noticed.

Then, as if someone has set off an alarm, the room comes alive as most everyone looks over at the bar. Emeril is very cool and seems oblivious, chatting with his friends. He has recently launched a TV show about Florida cuisine. He now lives in the Sunshine State.

Emeril Legasse (Internet photo)

Emeril Legasse (Internet photo)

Soon, as they lead him and his party towards the best table—the one near the door—the three sophisticated ladies jump up simultaneously and, like teenagers at an Elvis concert, they grab Emeril and insist that he pose for a photo with them. The heck with the men at the table—it’s Emeril and them. They shoot two photos and then he moves on. I noticed that as he posed, he did not stretch his arms around them. The ladies sat down and began to post on their Facebook pages.

Of course the staff catered to him, and rightly so. This was his second visit to BT  according to our waiter  who was taking care of us.

As we left, I didn’t dare take his photo or even look in his direction.   I wish I knew what he ordered, but no way.  After all, we Grovers are also very sophisticated.

 

Editor’s note: Did you ever spot a celebrity in a restaurant ? Please comment below. –PG

 

EARL HINES plays “Sophisticated Lady” by Duke Ellington.

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Paul holds an alligator. It feels like a chicken. (That means it wants a chicken).

Paul holds an alligator. It feels like a chicken.  Eileen Goldfinger photo  2014.

By Paul Goldfinger, Editor @Blogfinger.net

They say that you should never smile at a crocodile, but this one smiled at me, so what the heck avenue should I do?  If you go to the Everglades, you can get to meet crocs.  We saw one munching on a large anhinga (bird.)

This little guy seemed harmless enough, although I held him/her only long enough to get this photo.

 

And, from Peter Pan:

“Never smile at a crocodile

No, you can’t get friendly with a crocodile

Don’t be taken in by his welcome grin

He’s imagining how well you’d fit within his skin

Never smile at a crocodile

Never tip your hat and stop to talk awhile

Never run, walk away, say good-night, not good-day

Clear the aisle but never smile at Mister Crocodile.”

 

OK, here’s a joke  (get ready for special instructions:)  An elephant is drinking in the river. A crocodile swims  over and bites off the elephant’s trunk.  The elephant looks down and  says (pinch your nose) , “Very funny, very funny.”

I taught my grandson Noah this joke—it was his first joke.

 

Everglade’s air-boat. Takes tourists on a wild ride through the Everglades Wilderness Waterway. Paul Goldfinger photo.

 

Riding around the Everglades in an air-boat driven by a local denizen, you can get close to a crocodile.  (I guess it could be an alligator…not sure)   I think the guides have a deal with the neighborhood crocs who secretly get pieces of meat to come near the boat.

 

Hello. What's that ticking sound? This one came to the boat. Paul Goldfinger photo. ©

Hello. What’s that ticking sound?  This one came to the boat looking for spare change. He wanted to go for coffee.  I suggested Starbucks.   Paul Goldfinger photo.

 

BILL HALEY AND THE COMETS:

 

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Tina works at the French bakery in downtown Fort Myers. ©

Tina works at the French bakery in downtown Fort Myers.  Photo  By Paul Goldfinger. Her brioches make fine French toast.

 

Brioche from “Hey Peach” in Bradly Beach. Paul Goldfinger photo in Eileen’s Ocean Grove  kitchen. 10/3/25. The plan is to make French toast.

 

By Paul Goldfinger, Editor Blogfinger.net. 10/3/25

Speaking of French toast in Ocean Grove, two Grovers have opened one of the finest bakeries around called “Hey, Peach” in Bradley Beach. That bakery has first rate pastries and breads, but they also have authentic croissants  and brioches.

Erin and James have hung two of my French black and white photographs in their shop. One is of the Parisian  waiters which is on the cover of  a book being distributed around the world in multiple languages.   And the other is of a morning foggy French country farmers’ market revealing a display totally devoted to foie gras.

Eileen Goldfinger’s OG kitchen has a French flavor with the chef ‘s tile above.    I went to “Hey, Peach ”  today where the enthusiastic staff sold me macaroons, a sourdough baguette,  authentic croissants , a  brioche.  (above) and a cream puff.

Mel, who runs the front-end  display  department,  tells us that their brioches are often purchased for French toast.

When I saw the brioche today, at first I thought it was a round challah since the High Holy Days just ended, but Eileen had just reposted  her French toast recipe using challah, and  then I recalled the brioches sold in Ft. Myers Florida to use for French toast.. (above).

To use the bumpy  “Hey, Peach”  brioche for French toast, Mel suggested that we slice the  bumpy  top off leaving a flat surface for French toast slices.

 

ALAN ARKIN  (She keeps his blood pressure normal–a non-pharmacologic therapy)

 

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Roseate Spoonbills at the Ding Darling Wildlife Refuge on Sanibel Island, Florida c 2012. By Eileen Goldfinger ©

Roseate spoonbills. Morning at the Ding Darling Wildlife Refuge on Sanibel Island, Southwest Florida. By Eileen Goldfinger  2016.

 

EDVARD GRIEG.   Peer Gynt “Morning.”  By the Royal Tuscany Orchestra.

 

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Sanibel Island, Fla.    By Paul Goldfinger

 

KENNY BARRON  from his Brazilian Nights album:   “Triste”

 

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Colony Hotel. Atlantic Avenue. Del Ray Beach, Florida. By Paul Goldfinger ©

Colony Hotel. Atlantic Avenue. Delray Beach, Florida. By Paul Goldfinger

TOOTS THIELEMANS   “Manha de Carnaval.”  From The Brasil Project.

 

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Naples, Florida. 2015. By Paul Goldfinger ©

Naples, Florida. 2015. By Paul Goldfinger. Click once to enlarge.

 

SIMPLY RED   “Every Time We Say Goodbye”   from his album Simplified

This is one of my all time favorite songs. Words and music by Cole Porter for a stage show in 1944.

The lyrics are appreciated viscerally and down to your soul. One of the cleverest lyric lines in music occurs when it goes, “There’s no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor, every time we say goodbye.”

If  you listen carefully you might be able to appreciate the change in chord progression during that line from A flat major to A flat minor—a brilliant musical moment where the music and lyrics match exactly and the meaning is deepened by the chord change.

 

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Gasparilla Island, Boca Grande, Fla. 2013 By Paul Goldfinger ©

Gasparilla Island, Boca Grande, Fla. 2013 By Paul Goldfinger ©

 

BEVERLY KENNEY.  “That’s All”

 

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True love ways, by and by.

Fort Myers, Florida. By Paul Goldfinger © 2014

Fort Myers, Florida. By Paul Goldfinger  . Click to enlarge

BUDDY HOLLY

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Five wood storks in the wild. Ft. Myers, Fla. Paul Goldfinger photo. Click left

Five wood storks in the wild   (our backyard). Ft. Myers, Fla. Paul Goldfinger photo. Click left to see Big Bird.  ©

Hello, I must be going. Click left

Hello, I must be going. Click left   ©

By Eileen and Paul Goldfinger, editors Blogfinger   (original post Jan 2014)

Wood storks are on the endangered list. They are tropical and semitropical birds, but they can be found in Florida, Georgia and South Carolina.  These birds are huge, being about 3-4 feet tall, with a wing span of 5-6 feet.  They have pink feet, black heads,  long curved black bills and black under their white wings.

They like to feed in open wetlands and  wade in shallow water to find fish, frogs and bugs. They like swamps, marshes and mangroves for that, but they breed and nest where there are tall trees, preferably cypress forests where there can be 25 nests in one tree. They are very sensitive to fluctuating water levels which occur wherever there is more development.  They are known to fly long distances, up to 80 miles,  to find sufficient fish for their babies which get large very quickly. The female usually lays  3-5 eggs.

The largest nesting area in the world is near us in the Corkscrew Sanctuary  in Naples.  We  visited there yesterday (see photos below,)  but weren’t allowed near the nesting areas.  Nevertheless, the National Audubon Society maintains a beautiful refuge there where a variety of wild life can be seen, including still-frozen tourists from -30 degree Minnesota as well as those from New Jersey who are seeking good bagels. We saw baby alligators and a variety of birds. The gators were about 2 feet long–two lying on a log perfectly still.

We found  8 wood storks, see above,  in our backyard a few days ago. They are in the wild and they like to hang out with a group of egrets. It looked like a Rotary meeting. Two of the storks did a brief mating dance.  I was able to approach them, but when I got too close, they just walked slowly away in the other direction as if to say “Buzz off, pal!” 

Corkscrew Sanctuary in Naples, Fla. Egret hunts for prey. Jan. 2014. Paul Goldfinger photos ©

Corkscrew Sanctuary in Naples, Fla. Egret hunts for prey. Jan. 2014. Paul Goldfinger photos.   Left click for all theses photos.

 

Corkscrew Sanctuary wetlands with cypress trees. Paul Goldfinger photo © 2014.

Corkscrew Sanctuary wetlands with cypress trees. Paul Goldfinger photo © 2014.

 

Baby alligator. Click left for bigger view. Corkscrew refuge. 2014 ©

Baby alligator. Click left for bigger view. Corkscrew refuge. 2014 ©

 

By Paul Goldfinger.  Blogfinger.net

JULIE ANDREWS   “Feed the Birds” from Mary Poppins.

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Dec. 25, 2020. San Carlos Bay. Bunche beach. Ft. Myers, Fla.  Southwest coast.  Paul Goldfinger photo. Click on image to enlarge.

 

Paul Goldfinger, MD, Editor Blogfinger.net. Ocean Grove, N.J.,   U.S.A

Nature knows no holidays. I went to the beach at 8 am on Christmas morning hoping to find someone in a Santa hat.

As I walked towards the beach entrance, I met a tall young man heading my way carrying a serious photo rig identifying him as a nature photographer.  His lens was about 15 inches long. He came up to me, seeing my camera, and he said that a dead loggerhead turtle had washed up and that it was a very rare finding. He said that this time of year would be unusual for a loggerhead to show up because it was their nesting time.

I walked onto the beach and saw the creature immediately.  It was about 3 1/2 feet long. There were red marks around the head and neck.  A Ranger was also on the scene.  He thought that the animal may have been about 50-70 years old, but he couldn’t say if it were male or female.  Its life expectancy is up to 80 years.  In general these sea turtles are survivors having been around for 100 million years—or so they say.

He turned to rush back to his Jeep to make a call.   He and his colleague would move the animal to a special lab where it would be autopsied with the tentative cause of death being “red tide” which is found in Florida now, but not as bad as last year.

Then a young couple appeared while I was photographing.   They told me that they were active in a group which travels around concerning itself with survival of turtles and other oceanic wildlife.  She showed me her colored bracelets signifying marine places where she has gone to help the cause. These big turtles are considered endangered.

The loggerhead seemed so sad to me, partly because it was Christmas morning, and the couple said that it was not there yesterday. They also agreed with the red tide diagnosis.

The first image was intentionally obtained in color and to show the turtle’s size and its location on the beach.

But then I switched to a monochrom camera with a portrait lens.  This creature seemed like it was dignified in its way and maybe I could reveal that with a black and white photograph.  (see below–next post)

The face of the turtle revealed big dark eyes which almost seemed to be staring ahead.  It’s body was encrusted with barnacles as if it had reached old age.  But it looked strong and well nourished, so maybe its luck had run out in a cruel natural oceanic world.   There were signs of violence on its body, and that clashed with the idea of “peace on Earth” which prevailed today.

 

BILLIE EILISH

 

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