Dinner of Champions

moules marinieres stew leftovers

When our friend, the lovely and talented Andrea Frustaci, triumphed last week in the Burnaby Open Tennis Tournament, we had to have a celebratory dinner. The centerpiece of the menu was moules marinières with a nice crusty sourdough bread. (Dessert, incidentally, utilized the recently-made rose petal jam as a topping for vanilla ice cream, accompanied by lavender shortbread.)

But there were way more mussels than we could eat, and a goodly bit of the rich, creamy broth. So, with the leftovers, a handfull-or-two of bay shrimp, a few yukon gold potatoes, an ear of corn, and supplimental splashes of white wine and cream, I prepared the fantabulous one-pot meal pictured above. Is it a stew? A chowder? A “panroast” a la The Oyster Bar in Grand Central Station? Who could say? Our mouths were full.

Andrea & Michael celebrating Andrea's win at the Burnaby Open Tennis Tournament
La campionessa, Andrea Frustaci, celebrating her victory in the 2012 Burnaby Open Tennis Tournament with the somewhat taller, but equally pleased, Michael Henson.


4 Responses to “Dinner of Champions”

  1. 1 CurveSurfer 29 June 2014 at 4:56 pm

    You mean when Andrea sandbagged her way through an event she had no business being in? Oh yeah, that was classy. Bravo.

  2. 2 mbjesq 1 July 2014 at 12:51 pm

    No, I am referring to the first tournament Andrea ever played in, and in which she beat very skilled woman who had played many tournaments and was truly sandbagging. (Was it you?) Andrea won the 3.5 draw, but you cannot reasonably claim she was sandbagging in that group when she had never played a tournament before.

    If you know anything about Andrea Frustaci, you would know that she is pure class. And it is hard to ignore that your insult smacks of pure jealousy, sufficiently classless and gutless to have been posted under an anonymous pseudonym. Bravo.


    • 3 CurveSurfer 1 July 2014 at 1:16 pm

      No, I’m not the person she beat in the final. And the first event Andrea played was not 3.5, it was 3.0, the LOWEST level, in which she blew everyone away with 6-0 6-0 scorelines, except Amy, who got one whole game off her. The ‘sandbagging’ opponent you’re referring to, Rachael Curtis, had only been playing tournaments for two years and had never won any 3.0 tournaments.

      No jealousy here, just pointing out the obvious scorelines of people who think it’s ok to play well below their level just because ‘it’s their first tournament’, and ruin it for the HONEST players who work hard to compete in the level they belong in. That’s what the NTRP system is for. Oh, and all of a sudden a year later Andrea could compete at the 4.5 and Open level (3 levels above and the HIGHEST level respectively)? Wow, can you give me the name of her coach? I don’t know her as a person and I don’t care to- I’m sure she’s a great friend, but the facts stand.

      As for anonymous pseudonym, I’m sure you go by MBJ wherever you go too, right?

      NTRP Women’s 3.0 Singles

      Burnaby Open Rating: 1.5
      Date: 2012-06-22 Draw Size: 16 Points Earned: 225
      Round Players vs Score
      Main Draw: Round of 16 (Preliminary) Yuka Chokyu Andrea Frustaci 6-0; 6-0
      Main Draw: Quarter-final Andrea Frustaci Julie Wong 6-0; 6-0
      Main Draw: Semi-final Andrea Frustaci Amy Sung 6-0; 6-1
      Main Draw: Final Rachael Curtis Andrea Frustaci

  3. 4 ankitatiwari022 11 October 2019 at 9:51 pm

    i read it thanks for yous blog there are lot of people will be be happy great work

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blasts from the Past

... because the idiocy of manliness is an evergreen topic.


... because Canada and the US will celebrate their Thanksgiving holidays and, regrettably and preventably, not 1-cook-in-10 will serve a decent turkey.


... because everyday is Mother's Day.


... because the American Dream seems but a distant memory, given the country's dominant ethos of small-mindedness.


... to remind us that not every mix of Tibetans and Western spiritual seekers has to be nauseating.


... to celebrate the new edition of Infinite Vision published in India.


... reprised because military strategy seems more cruel and less effective than ever -- and certainly there is a better way.


... because cars are ruining Pondicherry, where I live. How badly are they fucking up your Indian town?


... reprinted because more-and-more people seem want to understand the gift economy. (Yeah!)

Join the Banter!

At its most fun, memestream is a dialogue -- or, better, a cacophony -- rather than a library of overwrought essays reflecting a single point of view. For that, we need your two cents!

If you read anything on memestream that provokes an interesting thought, an emotion, a laugh, violent disagreement, passionate agreement, an anecdote, an uncontrollable non sequitur... be sure to leave a comment.

It will be no surprise to anyone who follows this blog that "all the best stuff" resides in the readers' comments. So don't stop reading when you hit the end of the essays. And add your voice to the discussion!

Enter your email address to follow memestream and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 56 other subscribers

Blog Stats

  • 377,850 hits

%d bloggers like this: