Sunday Supper: Moules Frites


This Easter Sunday, we visit Belgium* with mussels and fries, a Belgian staple. Many of the country’s famous fry shops serve some variation of the mussel-fry combination: some with tomato-based sauces, others with curry. This one, a classic mixture of butter, dry white wine, and aromatic leeks and onions. Served with a side of homemade mayonnaise, every one of us enjoyed this dish (though next time I will also serve a big salad alongside, as I was still hungry after dinner)!  DSC_0027

It’s very important to keep your mussels cold at all times, as they are still alive when you buy them! Or at least, they should be. Mussels that have perished should be tossed immediately — they could make you sick if you consume them. When preparing the mussels, be sure they are debearded. I found this tutorial helpful. It also tell what to look for in finding the spoiled mussels.  DSC_0028

Moules Frites (From Saveur, a cookbook and food blog that I have tremendous success with — never a bad recipe!)

For the Mayonnaise

  • 1 tsp Dijon mustard
  • 1 egg yolk
  • 1 cup canola oil
  • 2 tsp white wine vinegar
  • 2 tsp fresh lemon juice
  • 1/2 tsp kosher salt, plus more to taste
  • Freshly ground pepper, to taste

For the Mussels

  • 2 lbs mussels, scrubbed and debearded
  • 2/3 cup dry white wine
  • 2 Tbsp unsalted butter, cubed
  • 3 ribs celery, finely chopped
  • 1 1/2 leeks, light green and white parts cut into 1/4-inch slices
  • 1/2 large onion, finely chopped
  • French Fries (I used Trader Joe’s and baked them in the oven)
  • Kosher salt & pepper to taste

Make the mayonnaise. In a large bowl, whisk together mustard and egg yolk. Whisking constantly, slowly add oil, drop by drop at first until the mixture begins to emulsify, then add in a thin stream. Whisk in vinegar, lemon juice, salt, and pepper. Refrigerate until ready to use.

Make the mussels. Heat a high-sided 12″ skillet over high heat. Melt a tablespoon of butter and add celery, leeks, and onion, cooking until soft and fragrant. Add mussels, wine, the remainder of the butter, salt & pepper, and cover skillet. Cook, occasionally shaking skillet, until mussels have opened, about 5 minutes. Divide mussels, separating any that did not open and discarding those. Place the open mussels onto plates, and put fries into a rolled-up paper to keep them from becoming soggy (or just serve them in a separate dish). Serve with mayonnaise and enjoy right away!


Milo ate the most of all of our boys, with Emil in close second. Oliver tried it, but really just played with the shells more than anything. I think he’s actually coming to love Sunday Supper, as he seems very curious about what we’re going to have, and always tastes everything, even while complaining, ha ha!

Enjoy the rest of your holiday weekend!

*Our hearts go out to those in Belgium who have experienced the recent horrific terrorist attacks. We had set up this post a week before the tragedy, and now our minds and sympathies are with the people who have lost loved ones. 

Happy Friday & A Recipe


I can’t believe March is nearly over, and Easter is this Sunday! We’ve put together a little egg hunt and brunch with our neighbors, but I think Emil may miss the Easter bunny we usually see in Compton Heights this time around! Remember this video? I can’t believe how little he was!


In celebration of Easter and all things good, bright, and yellow, I wanted to share a yummy deviled egg recipe!

Sriracha Deviled Eggs

  • 8 hard-boiled eggs, halved
  • 3 Tbsp sriracha mayonnaise (I love Sir Kensington’s, found at Whole Foods, but you can make your own!)
  • 1 tsp cider vinegar
  • 1 tsp sugar
  • paprika, to sprinkle on top
  • salt & pepper, to taste


Gently remove yolk from whites and fork mash the yolks in a separate bowl. Add mayonnaise, vinegar, *sugar, salt & pepper and mix well. Spoon filling into egg halves and arrange on a plate. Sprinkle paprika on just before serving. Enjoy!


And I hope your weekend is full of fun (and chocolate eggs, of course)!

*If you prefer a little kick to your eggs rather than a bit of sweetness, try substituting dijon mustard for the sugar. Both versions are very good!

Jack D. Teemer, Jr. Photographs: Children At Play



I have shared a few of my father’s photographs in the past, but I wanted to give a broader picture of the art I grew up with. It is through this blog that many people (my father’s friends, colleagues, and fellow artists) have found me through searching for his work. It only makes sense that I make more of his work available for viewing online. As his work means the world to me, and there can never be any more artwork produced by this wonderful, talented man, I ask that if you share the photos, please be respectful and credit him in any repost.





The “Children at Play” series was taken over the course of two years in the late 1980’s, as Teemer wandered through some of the poorest neighborhoods in Dayton, Cincinnati,, Newburgh, and his hometown, Baltimore. His goal: “I wanted to produce a body of work that reveals human values and relationships, largely through the innocence of children, in working-class urban neighborhoods where people appear to live on the edge and who seem to have little control over their destiny.” He went on to say, “While both disturbing and beautiful, I find this work reveals a duality between a chaotic and sometimes impoverished environment with that of a celebration, innocence, and love for life.” 

Of his 34-image collection of this work of inner city children, Teemer went on:

“Kids are easy to make pictures of because they’ll carry on for you. But to get past that is a different story. It’s difficult to get something that will penetrate to other issues. I’m interested in the children’s innocence, how they haven’t been biased by life, haven’t been limited yet by rules and prejudices, and in how they perceive others.”  


Some have interpreted Teemer’s work as primarily political.

“It’s not my position to make judgements… I’m just trying to raise questions. I think I can inform, that’s all. I don’t believe political art really does that much, but I think that it’s important that it tries to.”    — Teemer


“Some of it is right-in-your-face kind of stuff… the environment is on the edge all the time — on the edge of abuse, on the edge of falling through the cracks.”   — Teemer


“It’s like a snapshot that records a moment, much like a family picture. It appears at first to be ordinary and without skill, but is actually highly formal and subject revealing.”  — Teemer



“These are photos ripe with embracing, with high-voltage movement, with eyes immensely alive despite the city-dirt caking face and body below. There is little question the environment is ‘disturbing’ to a society increasingly sanitized. But, the ultimate verdict is not that these are children with ‘little control over their own destiny;’ rather — as shown in the eyes of the child on the verge of acquiring ‘street smarts’ — most of these children manifest such energy that it seems impossible for any environment to significantly ‘beat them down.’ ”      — Richard F. Schwarze, Times Arts Critic


“When you first look at the photograph, you’re seduced by the color itself and you start to play on your own experiences… Then you start to notice the dirt and the bare feet and the broken glass and the peeling paint and the pit bull and all of the stuff that reveals what the environment really is. My work needs that duality, that push-pull of being provocative and yet lovely at the same time. I’m juggling two things at the same time, which is hard to do when you’re chasing certain moments.”     –Teemer



Other bodies of work Teemer produced: Portraits of Homelessness and Personal Spaces, are tied together by a passion for documenting the real and the personal in the everyday, seeking to empower and inform.

Through the work of perusing old, folded newspaper articles from the late 80’s and early 90’s, I was so touched to read in depth about my father and his work. What I wouldn’t give to have a grown-up discussion with him about his work and life right now, this very moment! As he passed away when I was twelve years old, there was no way for me to grasp the importance and impact he was having in the art world; now I grieve not only the loss of my father, but the loss of a great artist and inspiration, and all of the amazing work he had yet to accomplish. It is in this way that I experience a new sadness in growing older without him.

Joseph Bellows Gallery owns many of my father’s prints and is currently exhibiting them through March 31. If you are in the area, be sure to check it out. Read more about his other work here.

Dress That Mama: Flowers & Denim


This past Sunday marked the first day of spring! My sister and I joke that everyone pretends to love spring because, well, it is the respite from winter, but really, the day to day weather tends to be chilly, windy, wet, and muddy, muddy, muddy! Things that I do love about spring are the smells in the air — the earth and rain, but most of all, the new blooms in all the flowering trees around St. Louis. There’s a fragrant earthiness mixed with sweet perfume, a wonderful smell. Today I decided to pay tribute to those flowers with a flower crown! DSC_0078


And I’ve finally found a decently-priced sweet denim jacket that goes with about everything I wear. I love the peter pan collar and shape of the pockets. It’s lightweight and in a loose enough fit to layer over sweaters for those cold spring mornings.

Outfit Details

Flower crown: found in a vintage store years ago

Denim Jacket: Joshua Tree Jean Jacket in Rosie Wash, Madewell

Top: Baserange Ribbed Tee

Skirt: Apiece Apart

Tights: Hansel from Basel

Clogs: Rachel Comey (sold out, in search of a similar pair! If you’ve seen anything similar, please link in the comments section!)



Mislaid, by Nell Zink

I just finished Mislaid last week and though I enjoyed it, I didn’t love it. Set in the 1960’s in Virginia, the comic novel explores issues of race, gender, sexuality, and identity in an absurd family story. Most of the book is funny, interesting, and thought-provoking, but I found the end to be underwhelming and as a result, disappointing. However, I have been thinking a lot about the complex issues in the book (presented in such a light way) since I finished reading it, so I guess the impact has been successful.

If you read this one, what did you think?