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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Wisshing You Saturday Beefcake Dreams of David Fumero

Saturday Beefcake Dessert




Saturday Beefcake Main Course: Todd Sanfield and Phil Fusco


Chicken Marengo
by Michael Glatz of Hotel Fauchère Milford, PA




2 boneless chicken breasts, about 1 to 1 ½ pounds
½ teaspoon sea salt
¼ teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
¼ teaspoon minced fresh thyme
2 tablespoons virgin olive oil
6 cloves garlic, chopped




2 tablespoons brandy or cognac or grappa
½ cup diced canned tomatoes
¼ cup chicken stock
2 ounces crayfish or shrimp, chopped
1 tablespoon unsalted butter
2 eggs
2 slices French bread, toasted
Preheated oven 375Fº




1. Season the chicken breast with salt, pepper, and thyme.
2. Heat olive oil over medium heat in a sauté pan.
3. Add chicken and sear until golden brown, about 2 minutes per side.
4. Transfer chicken to a roasting pan and roast for 20 to 25 minutes.
5. Using the same sauté pan over low heat, add garlic to the hot oil and sauté until softened, about 3 minutes.
6. Add brandy or cognac and deglaze over medium-high heat until liquid evaporates, about 3 minutes.




7. Add tomatoes and chicken stock to pan and simmer until sauce begins to thicken, about 5 minutes. Add crayfish or shrimp and cook until slightly opaque, about 1 minute. Remove from heat.
8. To fry the eggs, melt butter in a nonstick pan over medium heat. Break the eggs into the pan and immediately reduce heat to low. Continue slowly cooking until whites are completely set and the yolks are still runny.
9. To serve, divide the tomato and shrimp sauce between 2 plates. Place a chicken breast on top with the fried egg and toast alongside.

Your Saturday Beefcake Firefighter: Greg Visco

Saturday Beefcake Appetizer: Nick Auger

Bay Scallop Ceviche with Watermelon and Black Sesame
[from Joe McAtee of Honey Doylestown, PA]




Juice from 3 oranges
Juice from 3 lemons
Juice from 3 limes
Zest from 1 orange
Zest from 1 lemon
Zest from 1 lime
3 cups chopped sea scallops
1 shallot, peeled and roughly chopped
1 jalapeño, seeded and roughly chopped
One 1-inch piece ginger, peeled and roughly chopped
One 2-inch piece lemongrass, roughly chopped
1 clove garlic, roughly chopped
1/4 cup rice vinegar
1 tablespoon honey
3/4 cup vegetable oil
Sriracha to taste (optional)
Salt to taste
3 cups chopped watermelon
2 tablespoons toasted black sesame seeds




1. In a large non-reactive bowl or container, combine the citrus juices and zests. Add the scallops and mix thoroughly. Place in refrigerator to chill for 45 minutes to 1 hour.

2. Meanwhile, make a vinaigrette: combine the shallots, jalapeño, ginger, lemongrass, garlic, rice vinegar, and honey in a food processor or blender and process until smooth.
3. With the motor running, add the oil in a thin, steady stream. If you are using the sriracha, add it now and blend until incorporated. Season with salt to taste.




4. Once the scallops have marinated, strain and discard the liquid. Place the scallops and watermelon in a bowl and mix gently. Stir in the vinaigrette to taste and season with additional salt as needed. Sprinkle with toasted black sesame seeds and serve at once.

Saturday Beefcake: Your Midday McDermott Moment with Colton Ford

Saturday Beefcake Wake Up Call: A Great New Way to Take A Shower




Friday, April 29, 2011

Friday Feature: We Love Soaps



What a pleasure to work with these guys. Roger and Damon were always la creme de la creme and they have now increased their creme-ness, so to speak, with Kevin Mulcahy, Jr who is part of the We Love Soaps team. Here they are with Dab the AIDS Bear and we've thrown a picture from last year's Love Out Loud with David A. Gregory and Dab.



Both Dab and Gregeory will be appearing at Love Out Loud VI Come on and out May 11, 2011 at Prohibition 503 Columbus Ave ...6 to 9pm.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

The Wednesday Word: Ronette



The girl's name Ronette \r(o)-nette, ron(et)-te\ is a variant of Ronni (Old English), and the meaning of Ronette is "strong counsel".

Back in the last century when teenagers were listening to 45 rpms and AM radio, there was a Carole King song by the Ronettes, “Is This What I Get For Loving You.” Released in 1965 it embodied everything that was Brill Building, Phil Spector and what is sometimes known as The Girl Group Sound, all of which was a strong influence on the likes of butch rockers like Bruce Springsteen, Billy Joel and “Miami” Steve Van Zandt. Since this is a set up for an anecdote. I’ll uncharacteristically revert to first person singular. The song wasn’t a huge hit, yet it was among my musical obsessions of the era. The vocal is rife with all the hormonal angst that I and, no doubt, my fellow teenagers had in an era that was on the threshold of sexual liberation. During one of the many gatherings I had at my house, one of my best female friends was sitting on my lap and actually fascinated by the idea that males also had sensitive nipples when the next 45 to drop onto the stack was Ronnie, Estelle and Nedra’s “Is This What I Get For Loving You.” I was singing along when she remarked, “How can you like this? It’s a girl’s song.” I don’t remember how I responded, but I am sure it wasn’t nearly as articulate as it could have been. Now in my senior years, I have the opportunity to express my inner Ronette. Come out to The Stonewall on Thursday. I promise not to wear a mandarin dress with a slit up the side. 7-9pm 53 Christopher St April 28, 2011

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Happy Easter II: Our Annual Greeting


This is a redux post and it comes with the wish that the darkness may disappear and that you will all soon "walk in the rays of a beautiful sun."

Xtianity didn't invent the life and death and rebirth cycle. It's part of nature and because it is, that means it's part of just about every major religion. The myth of the death and rebirth of Osiris antedates that of Jesus by centuries.

Much of it has to do with humanity's desire for an afterlife. It varies from region to region, sometimes it means to be nothing and everything at the same time. It always involves -- of course -- some sort of transformation. As last week's post has already attested many xtians tend to focus on the suffering of their Messiah, yet even recovering Catholics know that Easter, the most important event in the liturgical calendar is a celebration of life. That's why its occurence is tied to the Vernal Equinox and the first full moon following it. How Pagan can you get?



Well, not necessarily Pagan but definitely all about Spring and new life. It is the cornerstone of Xtianity, which is why those Catholics run around denouncing both abortion and the death penalty. Still Pope Benny doesn't seem to understand how to save lives in the midst of an AIDS crisis in Africa.

What tends to get lost in the shuffle is that those who are here and now need to be nurtured and supported. There are those in the Xtian mix who follow the basic tenant of the golden rule which is all about nurturing and life. The belief in resurrection in any religion or mythology points the way to life, death and rebirth, which is the way of the world. One major difference about Jesus after he died and came back to life was his glorified body -- and the Eschaton, which is the fulfillment of time and not necessarily about goats on the left, sheep on the right, wheat and chaff and the Promised Land, is all about glorified bodies. It is well known that in these parts the body is very much glorified.



Ooh Child ...

Happy Easter I: Post From 2007


Wherever one’s position lands in the perennial discussion regarding Matt Crowley’s The Boys in the Band on its quality and/or political correctness, there is usually agreement that there are memorable moments of dialogue not without poignancy. For example the following--


Michael: … Physical beauty is not that goddamned important!

Harold: Of course not. How could it be? It’s only in the eye of the beholder.

Michael: And it’s only skin deep. Don’t forget that one.

Harold: Oh, no, I haven’t forgotten that one at all. It’s only skin deep and it’s transitory too. It’s terribly transitory. I mean, how long does it last - thirty or forty or fifty years at the most - depending on how well you take care of yourself. And not counting, of course, that you might die before it runs out anyway. Yes, it’s too bad about this poor boy’s face. It’s tragic. He’s absolutely cursed! (takes “Cowboy’s” face in his hands) How can his beauty ever compare with my soul? And although I have never seen my soul, I understand from my mother’s rabbi that it’s a knockout. I, however, cannot seem to locate it for a gander. And if I could, I’d sell it in a flash for some skin-deep, transitory, meaningless beauty!




Crowley's dialogue alludes to another perennial discussion regarding the duality of being, or not as the case may be—as in materialism. Human beings tend to live as if this is all there is, even those with traditional dogmatic belief systems. Beauty or its reasonable facsimile, even the inner kind, drives day to day existence in some way, shape or form. It's pleasure.

When it comes to sexuality, both genders in the human race are equally superficial. Being superficial is in reality what materialism is all about, simply because from that perspective that’s all there is.





Hence, this week’s word:


Main Entry:
1 body Pronunciation: \ˈbä-dē\
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural bod•ies
Etymology: Middle English, from Old English bodig; akin to Old High German boteh corpse Date: before 12th century

1 a: the main part of a plant or animal body especially as distinguished from limbs and head : TRUNK b: the main, central, or principal part: as (1): the nave of a church (2): the bed or box of a vehicle on or in which the load is placed (3): the enclosed or partly enclosed part of an automobile2 a: the organized physical substance of an animal or plant either living or dead: as (1): the material part or nature of a human being (2): a dead organism : CORPSE b: a human being : PERSON.




Most of that definition is very much at home in this web log and site. A lot of that definition is very much at home as well in Catholicism, a religion that believes in the resurrection of the body in the fulfillment of time and also believes that an ordained minister can change material like bread into a god-man’s body that can be ingested by other bodies… okay, you get it. The difference is that here there is much emphasis placed on experiencing one’s self and others as a sexual entity and not necessarily in the reproductive sense.



Actually, the inspiration for this week’s word comes from DNA #90(“The Life and Death of Adonis”) where there is currently an article on the late model, escort and porn star Brett Mycles, a.k.a., Rob Sager, whom Gay Wired says had one of the most recognizable bodies in Gay America. The article publishes the last photos taken of this exquisite man. Here’s a quote:

“I told him I’ve always respected him physically and thought of him as a piece of fine art. He felt that his body was a work of fine art as well. Rob told me that he felt those ‘goodbye to modelling’ shots were some of the best work he’s ever done.” (the current issue)

[The image at the top is only one from the article photos shown here. The others have been culled from the internet.]

Sager had a body, or was a body that very few can attain, and the beauty and pleasure that was experienced either by him within it or others without it was all too fleeting. All of life’s pleasures are. Humans live going from one to another. If life must be brief let it be full of delicious pleasures like Mr. Sager, who--if he has a consciousness that has gone on--knows that, if he was not necessarily loved, he was consummately appreciated and obviously still are. Would that all of us were.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Saturday Beefcake: And the Mousse You Rode In On




The response "... You and the donkey you rode in on" must have come from Jesus Christ's bittersweet triumphant entrance into Jerusalem on what it is allegedly Palm Sunday. Well, maybe that's not the origin of that saying. It seems that Jesus the Christ might have made a bigger splash charging into Jerusalem on a stallion or some such -- but there's this Judaeo-Xtian penchant for humility, a sado-masochistic approach to life which might end up in torture and crucifixion.




Still Xtianity's basic tenet and dogma is Resurrection and New Life -- something like eating chocolate which for many does provide a sense of well being. Therefore, in honour of the alleged avatar Jesus and chocoalte bunnies and the upcoming sacred season of the celebration of new life here is a recipe for some absolutely revitalizing chocolate mousse. Just sinful. He might have done better to ride into Jerusalem with a little orange brandy flavoured mousse if not exactly mounting one.




The press around this time of the Christ's life has placed too much emphasis on big, burly Roman soldiers beating the crap out of him and then nailing him to a cross while rabble rousing Orthodox Rabbis lobby for that exact same thing. Let's face it, the guy is God and he chose not to smite them. There must have been a reason.




Everybody seems to forget that Easter is Christianity's chief feast where Jesus gets out of his grave and offers life eternal. It's about life and celebrating the glorified body and all that.

With that in mind, here's a horse (not some namby pamby donkey) and some bodies, which, while not exactly glorified, do point to some kind of glory. Glory be!














Julee Rosso's Dark Chocolate Mousse

This serves twelve from her book Great Good Food with some variations. She labels it, "Dense and satisfying but the egg yolks and cream are gone."

Semisweet Chocolate, 500 grams, chopped
Unflavoured gelatin, a tablespoon
Espresso, a small dense cup
Grand Marnier or Cointreau, a double shot
Non Fat Yogurt, one cup
Non Fat Ricotta, one cup
Egg Whites, 4 at room temperature
Sugar, a quarter cup or equal amount sugar substitute




1. Blend the yogurt and ricotta (pass the ricotta through a sieve before doing so to make it smoother) in a blender or by hand. do not use a processor.
2. Melt the chocolate in a double boiler or a reasonable facsimile thereof. Stir until smooth and completely melted. Cool slightly.
3. Soften the gelatin in small saucepan with a quarter cup cold water, then dissolve over medium high heat.
4. Add the coffee and liqueur to the gelatin and slowly whisk until it thickens slightly -- "enough to glaze a spoon but not to jell" -- Transfer to a large mixing bowl. Cool to room temperature.
5. Whisk in the melted chocolate and the yogurt/ricotta blend. Stir until well blended. Allow the mixture to cool for 20 minutes or so until it is room temperature.
6. Beat the egg whites to peaks. Beat in the sugar 1 tablespoon at a time. Fold the egg whites gently into chocolate mixture, blending well.
7. Either dig in and eat it until you fall over from gluttony or do the Xtian thing and share it with others. Oh, make sure it gets chilled for two hours. Patience is a virtue.



Thank You and Goodnight Beefcake